Happy After Divorce
CHAPTER 49. HIS SON'S DISABLED

"Eat slowly" Benny said with a gentle intonation, a gentle smile reviewed.

Dinar chuckled slightly, he nodded slowly. Benny's hands occasionally seemed to gently rub the corners of Dinar's lips that were pressurized with tissue, Mark who stood at the grilled fish toaster tore apart. It feels like from earlier, Mark's position was filled by Benny. Although the man was already considered the real father by Dinar, still. Mark did not like any other man who touched his wife, Dinar even glared at him who wanted to get closer to the chair.

"I remember when Om Ben accompanied me to camp with Mama in the back of the house. Because the man had a church outside the city," said Dinar, he remembered the time.

Before everything turned upside-down, he said his father out of town. Dinar desperately wanted to camp with his parents, the result of which he cried silently in the garden behind the house. Benny, who happened to come home, found little Dinar crying. Offer to make a tent in the back of the house, and prepare a kiln for grilling corn, chicken, and grilled fish. Just to please Dinar, as well as accompany Anggun.

The fact that his father did not work out of town at all, his father went out of town to accompany his mistress.

Benny let out a rude sigh, and said, "It was the worst moment, because your mom secretly knew what your dad was doing."

The dinar lays the grilled fish slowly on the plate, which feels on its lap. His facial expression looked serious, glancing at Benny.

"Om," call for a quick Dinar. "Om and Mama have been together for a long time, Om obviously loves Mama. Then why Om did not want to fight for Mama at that time, I think. If you want to fight hard for Mama. Om is the one who will stand by Mama's side, and can make Mama happy" continued Dinar curious.

Benny thinned his lips, ah, this middle-aged man recalled the past. He grew up with Dinar by his side, becoming Dinar's best friend. His father was a personal driver of Dinar's father, really. Benny knows himself by his position, how a child of subordinates wants an escort position for his employer's daughter. They are different, plus. Gracefully in love and infatuated with Amar. A gallant man of the same degree as Anggun, makes Benny insecure.

"At that time, we were obviously different, Dinar. Don't you see the two differences between your papa and Om?"

The dinar frowned. "Difference," repeated Dinar. "Yes, of course I see two different things. Om Ben is a good man, responsible, sincere, and hardworking. As for him, only a manipulative, cunning, and self-didn't know," Dinar made Benny chuckle.

Dinar doesn't like Amar very much, I swear. He felt Amar was the worst father ever, shameless and manipulative. Even devouring his grandfather's treasures, made his mother miserable.

"You're wrong, Dinar," Benny replied softly, after stopping the small ruckus.

"No, Om. I'm not wrong, it's true."

"Your father is a young master whose future has been arranged by parents, as well as your mother's. While Om is not so, Om has to work hard to get something. As the word Om starts from 0, they both start from 8. How could Om fight such a man?"

Dinar glares at me. "Om wrong, big. The woman was devastated by the struggle of a man, no matter how hard the heart of a woman. We will be devastated to see the rigors of struggle, sacrifice, and sincerity required without falsehood. Likewise with Mama, especially Om Ben first knew Mama. Om Ben knows better how to unite Mama and the most important thing is Om Ben sincerely with Mama."

The expression on Benny's face looked in disbelief, Dinar let out a rough sigh.

"Om Ben time, don't believe it. Noh, that's the guy who pinched the grilled fish is a real example, Om. He's not my type, his ears are pierced, he's a pretentious player, he's number 1, and he's a pervert at best. But since I saw him fighting hard, not theatrical. I.. I'm devastated, not because he's the father of my son. But because of his effort, no kidding." The dinar pointed towards Mark.

"Patience, Honey! It's over, I'll take it there. Tell our son, Daddy Mark will spoil him," cried Mark spirit 45, but it looked sour.

Benny chuckled, Dinar reviewed a thin smile. His hand was lowered slowly.

"Yes, it looks like this time you're right, Dinar." Benny nodded in agreement.

"Well, then. Om Ben, go to Jakarta with me and Mark. Mama's waiting there, Mama needs Om Ben. I believe, the soul mate Om Ben and Mama will be intertwined. Isn't it time, Om Ben pointed Om Ben at Mama. Don't hide behind the scenes, Om Ben has to be the main character too. Now there is no such thing as Young Master and Miss, regardless of the status in the past. Om Ben and my mama, is a pair that is destined together," concluded Dinar, indisputable.

Benny quieted the item for a moment, before nodding approvingly. Benny now lives more than enough, he has plantation land at the top. He works hard while waiting for Anggun, Benny will live alone with Graceful. Knitting a story that is too long overdue, let alone Dinar supporting himself to move forward.

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A rushing sweat, a flat look in the eyes. Twelve hours he struggled with the pain of giving birth to the child into this world, a struggle not playfulness. Resisting the pain that was difficult for Anjani utarakan. The child was born with a state of concern, his cleft lip and one side of his crooked leg. Lasmi holds her first grandchild staring weakly at Anjani, her son looking at her disgust at the grandchild.

"Keep her away from me, Mom!" exclaim Anjani, beaver.

Lasmi let out a rude sigh, and said, "Try to see your son, Anjani again. She's cute se—"

"I said take it far, yes, take it far, Mom! Funny from where? He's a handicapped boy, I'm disgusted to see him. How can I give birth to a child like that, what people say if the child I was born with is like that. Surely Mas Damar's family will laugh at me, no! Can't do. Throw him out, Mom! Please throw!" cut Anjani dusty.

Lasmi is aghast, Anjani's father enters the room. The two took Anjani born to a midwife on the edge of town, cutting down on the cost of the birthing. This is really surprising for Edi, the grandson even born disabled.

"What the hell, Mom! If Anjani does not like it do not need to be loved by him. This child we will love the same father," said Edi, making Lasmi glare.

"Kok, is that it, Dad? Either way this is still our grandchild" Lasmi protested.

Edi glanced at the red baby in his wife's arms. "Our son a lot, Anjani has to work after this. Who would fail to marry a rich man, his son with severe disability."

Anjani rested her body on the bed, rubbing her eyes. Everything is messed up, why can't his life be happy? He fought hard. Even the ex-wife of Damar, who is a rich man, is handsome again. He never had to meet when he looked at the needs of babies in the mall. Just look around, at that moment he saw how happy Dinar was. Why is God unfair? Dinar can be happy why not Anjani? Her tears are spilling, destiny is too bad for Anjani.

Seriate...

Hadeh, mental victim who became the actor who, even hurt himself 🫣