Father of My Son

Father of My Son
The Exhausting Trial


When does a man get tested for courage? Of course when he has to admit mistakes and take responsibility. The second test begins. That morning, he had already brought Divan and Bia to the family home.


Dira knelt in front of his father and mother. When Dira asked her parents to return home to Emertown, they already had a strange premonition. The premonition was answered when Dira loudly declared, "I have a child from Bia."


Both Dira's parents have several times had to pat the eel because of the behavior of this second son. The first suddenly said he was getting engaged, the second said his engagement was off and the third said he had a child. All Dira did in the same month.


"This is the reason why Papah doesn't want you to enter that world. The longer this attitude of yours is the harder it is to control!" omelette Ernesto.


How can Dira defend


selves. If yesterday-yesterday he could still oppose his father, this time not. "Tell Papah how Papah should bear shame in front of Lousiano's grave if he knows your daughter is hamili!"


Maria rubbed Ernesto's back. He knew Dira deserved to be scolded, but being too angry even made Ernesto's health deteriorate.


"Slowly, why didn't you take responsibility from the start?" Ernesto's Reprimand.


"I didn't know that we had a child, Pah," Dira replied while still looking down at the two hands that were stored on the knees.


Bia is just as trembling. Although it was Oom Ernesto and Aunt Maria who were always gentle with him, it was another matter to face them in this state.


"Bia, why didn't you tell Dira?" mary asked softly as usual.


"Dira changed her phone number and Bia was afraid that others would ask Bia to drop this child" explained Bia.


Another with his parents, Divan even fun to laugh playing ball in the yard while being watched by the waiter. The child is independent, not always attached to his mother.


Every now and then Divan peeked into the living room. He's ruffled around the waist. "Definitely naughty, so on the other side. Ck .. kacian," Divan commented, then went back to playing ball.


"How can you think like that. Even though the boy is blocking your future, he's not wrong. He has a right to live. Precisely if you feel after he has your future broken, it is wrong. Your future is ruined by your own mistakes. Dira himself! The actions of those of you who cut off contact just like that cannot be forgiven. Mama is disappointed," advised Maria.


"Isn't Papah asking Dira to return the phone and all the facilities up to the money? It's not Dira who decides the contract," defended Dira.


Ernesto coughed knowing he had something wrong. The man turned away for a moment, then his eyes glared back at Dira. "When you want to live free, don't make children!" snapped it.


Bia and Dira bowed. Although the goal is not to go there the result is still there. High School age both know what the consequences of their actions are, but keep doing it. There are many cases like this. Some do not even finish SMA.


"Dira's wrong, Pah. Therefore Dira will be responsible even if it is too late," said Dira.


"With?" ernesto asked still in a high voice.


Ernesto leaned back on the sofa. "certainly should. You think you can give your son family status without marrying his mother?"


"I therefore ask for the blessing of Papah and Mamah. I promise to marry Bia in the near future" Dira said. He was so loud when he said it.


Bia's lips twitched. He was still confused about this marriage. Betrayed makes him afraid of being in a relationship even though he knows there is a binding Divan. "If you feel heavy, think about it first."


Bia said, Ernesto immediately corrected his words. "You have to or you don't have to get married. If you want to care about your feelings, do it first when you are alone. If there is a child, your focus is on the child's feelings. That's punishment for what you did!" press Ernesto. Bia and Dira died lice in one hit.


Dira turned. He and Bia looked at each other shortly. Ernesto looked out the large window in the room facing directly into the courtyard. There his grandson seemed happy to play ball. His first grandson will certainly be one of the leaders in Kenan Grouph. He failed to raise a child and hoped his granddaughter would fix all that.


"You guys, if you're going home, go home. Just remember! Before you get married, my granddaughter will stay here. You can come once a day and only two hours. If you don't want to get married, you won't see her that long" Ernesto said.


Bia and Dira are wide-eyed. "Who is that? Me and Bia his parents. How could Papah take him for granted" protested Dira.


Ernesto shook his head. "Why not? You know who I am? I know many officials who can scuttle your way if they dare to fight me. Besides, I didn't take it, just held it off for a while until you got married and became good parents. What harm? It's for your son's future. Especially you Dira! You are the most stressed in this matter. If you mess around, don't expect to see your son Bia in the future!"


No more tolerance for Dira. The eighteen-year-old boy was within his grasp and could still be controlled. But once he did, he caused a lot of trouble. It's time Ernesto took control of his son again.


Dira took a deep breath. His face was not a balanced opponent when it had started to be ruthless. "Dira's one month can't stay with Dira's son?" asked Dira with a clear face.


"One week!" press Ernesto.


Again Bia and Dira were wide-eyed. "meaning?" bia and Dira asked at the same time.


"If in one week you're not married, there's no custody of that child for both of you!" press Ernesto again.


Bia. "But Oom, Bia who gave birth and took care of him all this time. How can ..." Bia's sentence is again cut.


Ernesto shook his head. "Married to Dira. Don't want to, do it!" press Ernesto can no longer bargain.


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