Father of My Son
Baby's Adventure Is Itself
Not wanting to bother with his parents who enjoy time alone, Divan roams the room to find something sweet accompanied by his caregiver. He looks happy when he sees ice cream that is starting to be served to guests.
"Ekim tokat" he exclaimed. Divan's eyes glanced to the left and to the right fearing her parents knew. The boy pulled the nanny's hand.
"Sister prettiness, Divan eats eczema, huh? A little yes" he asked, wailing.
"But not much, Young Master. Later Lady Maria was angry," she advised.
Divan nodded. He approached the ice cream stand and picked up a glass of ice cream. "Makana smooth sitting. Bedili make peyut atit," he said. The waiter led Divan straight to an empty chair not far from the booth. Divan started eating his ice cream.
Divan's eyes moved there to here. He saw his mother and father walking around greeting guests. Lips smile. "It's busy. Divan so eat ecim, right," his mind while singing sneaky.
Before long there was the sound of a spoon clinking in his glass. "Abis," he thought. He looked at his nanny. "You want agi, can you?" tanyakanya.
Babysitter Divan shook her head. Obviously that disappointed Divan. He also can not whine because the end will get angry Dira. "Fine the cereal muscles" he lamented.
As far as the eye could see, he saw a white balloon. Suddenly his creative brain worked. "You're pretty, Divan wants a hot balloon, huh?" he pointed at the balloon at the far end of the room.
"Take it together?" bargain Babysitter.
Divan. "Divan's legs are tired. The path of da can agi kalang. Smooth itilaat," he complained while pretending to massage his legs.
"Young master should wait here first, huh? Don't go anywhere" advises Divan's Nanny. The boy nodded.
Before long his nanny walked away. At the same time Divan got off the chair and walked to the ice cream booth.
There is a small ice cream cup on the table that is specially brewed by small children and contains only one skup. In a hurry, Divan picks it up and instantly he craves ice cream in it. "Cold," he lamented, but was swallowed and ran to the chair.
Naughty, not satisfied once just behaved like that, Divan again tricked his caregiver. He asked to bring a cake, a drink to a flower just so his nanny could go and he could secretly eat ice cream in a cup.
🍁🍁🍁
Meanwhile, the person who did not know the wedding took place, was shaking his waist in his room. "Mrs. Pier told me to shut up?" ask Cloe not to believe it. His voice was so high that it broke the silence in the room.
"You don't mess with Dira's family" pressed Cynthia.
Cynthia shakes. "I've been to Dira's residence in Emertown and it's empty. He said they were having a family gathering routine and said the waiter used to be back in about a week" Cynthia said.
Cloe. "Family gathering?"
"Yes, the Kenan family often holds gatherings together at certain times."
This time Cloe's hand hit his bed. "Make sure that after Dira comes from there, I have to meet her and take her heart again. I can't get rid of him."
Suddenly the phone rang. Someone's name is written there. Cloena rolled her eyeballs. "What's wrong?" ask her again with a snarling tone.
"I've sent you what you want" said the man equally loudly.
Cloena smiled with satisfaction. "Remember! As long as Dira Kenan doesn't get back in my hands, it means that you will meet my needs" Cloe said.
The guy snorted. "The more days you go crazy" led the man. He looked at the sky that was already black from the glass of his apartment. The luxurious room became the place where he lived. From up there can clearly see the view of Heren to the distance.
"Darling, who's calling?" a woman's voice was heard by Cloe over the phone. The man raised his sign so that the woman in his arms was silent.
Cloe laughs. "Basic Mbak jingan. You still have a pet? You're not sure even if your papah knows."
The man laughed with satisfaction. "Why? You jealous?" ledek.
Cloena pinched her tongue. "Don't disgust me. You're nothing compared to Dira. Help me figure out the man's whereabouts, unless you want to keep financing my life."
"Don't fuck you. Know for yourself who the Kenan family is. Looks like your man has returned to his family. The tracks are completely illegible. Better to play slowly," he advised.
"I don't care. I just want Dira." Cloe stood on the side of the curtain. He twisted the window coverings. "Remember don't mess with me if you don't want us to break up together. The only way to get away from me is just to help me get Dira back," Cloe said.
The call is over. Cloe gave her phone to Cynthia. Another with Cloe who just relaxes, Cynthia even feels her own fear. "Cloe, stop your game. After all, your income has been more than enough. He's not an ordinary man. He can destroy you easily" advises Cynthia.
Cloe glared at him. "You're silent! If you still want a good life, don't interfere!"
🍁🍁🍁