Hope and Wish
R&W17. Requesting agreement

"I want to cry." I hit my own lap. 

"Don't cry, just say. I'm not gonna scream anymore if you don't want to, so you don't get uncomfortable." He smiled at the smile. 

"If I refuse, but you keep fighting hard." I look at him softly. 

He laughed amusedly. "Want there to be drama too? But later the novel is long, while we have agreed all the tablets of the novel are not long. Sat-set is it? Want to go, huh? I've checked your blood when you haven't come home, I'm clean and everything's normal." 

Yeah anyway. 

"Oh yeah, do it."

He laughed again at my answer. 

"Let's talk to your dad." He got up and extended his hand to me. 

"Dad tell me to stay here, afraid that Galen might not hear me sitting in the distance." I grabbed my laptop and closed it. 

"Okay, ya bentar?" He walked towards my father's house. 

The electric eel should not come off, catch it hard and not to mention can harm me. 

Shortly after, the two gloved men walked gallantly towards me. Dad was one step ahead of the Workshop bang, although we ended up sitting in a circle together. 

"Why, Deck?" Dad sat next to me. 

"We'll talk, Om." Bang Workshop smiled kindly. 

"Yes, how?" Dad immediately gave a firmness in his voice. 

It seems, father in fashion can not be bothered. But what can I do, it's me who asked him to come chat. 

Bang Workshop looked at me, making dad finally look at me as well. 

"Don't diem-dieman, speak clearly!" firmly father then. 

"I'm the same Bang Workshop, Dad." I was confused, because bang Workshop chose silence. Meanwhile, dad has already rented. 

"Han, Bunga wants to be a widow. Think again, don't rush." Dad patted his lap and rubbed his palm over his lap. 

"He is a widow, Dad." He smiled widely and set his eyes on me, with his finger hinting at saranghae back. 

"Not kidding, Han." Dad sighed looking at her behavior. 

"What about the past?" Bang Bisker threw a question. 

"Why not, are there kids too? Om aja refer to the same biyung, for reasons children also really." The statement of the smart father, to make the workshop bowed. 

"My story is not a love story, Om. But the story of zina." Bang Workshop looked at father and threw away his breath. 

"If Om will clearly refer to the ex-wife, not the former FWB," he continued later. 

"Yes, why not? You already know the madness, your madness is in him. What is the biggest thing in the household? S**s, right? Your fantasies, right? Without it, would it be all right?" He spoke slowly and slowly. 

Maybe because there are pretty vulgar words. 

"Why didn't I do it with Ra?" 

Bang Workshop always throws questions and I don't like it. 

"The former is still a vestige of flavor, Han. There's still awkwardness left behind." Dad's still fashion patient. 

"Why am I not? I met him twice, just a normal feeling. I'm curious about his son, who wants to know his face." He glanced up. 

"Don't be able to fool me, Han!" My voice suddenly went up. 

My father was an emotion, unable to wait for long. 

"If ngutamain n***, I must have lost, Om. But I was disappointed yesterday, I was cheated yesterday, I was deceived yesterday. If my wife yesterday is not fragrant, maybe I make a letter of agreement also so that the same time the flower does not repeat. I'm afraid of being left with the kid I brought in, Om. I'd be so happy if I didn't know how my son's life was."

So for that reason also he wanted a letter of agreement? But it's no big deal for me, even with the letter of agreement I will be safe with the mistakes he made. 

"Yes, besides because Ra doesn't believe me either." He looked at me inside. 

I felt from his sight that there was a feeling of affection. 

"Why don't you believe me, Dek?" Dad poked my arm. 

I looked at dad. "Not I can't believe, if you get hit by another hand right if I don't come out a lot of money cake yesterday." 

Divorce proposes itself. Not to mention the cost because I entered the cell, for the procedure and all sorts. I must also be honored not to demand a living for Galen from his father. 

"So, what's the deal going to be?" He put his hand in his hoodie pocket. 

To the newcomers, the air here was indeed very cold. 

"You want to be made now? You really want to be with Han?" reveal dad later. 

"Yes, Dad. I want to be with him." I looked at my father. 

Maybe, good as this. I don't want to let go. 

"Yes, I'm doing it now, Om." Bang Workshop like very steady with his wishes. 

"For a while, write your hands first? I took the same paper pen inside." I got up and went into the house. 

I took the time to look at Galen. He was slumbering and sweating on the bed, AC was not turned on because of the cold. 

"Here, Bang." I went out and gave him a paper and a ballpoint pen. 

"Ra, this is a bad thing I never imagined. But, if in the end our household is not long match. I want custody of our kids to fall into my hands, kids are the same as me." He looked at me and looked at my father.

"Excluding Galen," explained the father later. 

"Why not? I'll be his father."

How do you wake up his mind? 

"I don't agree that Galen was taken either." I open my voice. 

"Why? He's my son too later, am I a bad father?"

I want to shake his head. 

"He's not your flesh and blood, Han! Between Galen and Farah they may marry, their nasab is different." Dad's teeth are grinding. 

"Yes okay, I agree. Just so you get divorced, your property and your assets for me all, bang." I didn't really want to, just scare him. 

"Well, if it's like that. How will I feed my children? That's bad at all." He was a little like a child. 

"That means no deal here. Try finding another alternative, Dek, Han." Dad looked at me and bang Workshop alternately. 

"Where, Om? I don't want to lose my kids." 

His love is greater for his children than his partner. 

"Children won't live your life until your whole life, that's your partner's role. If you overdo it with the child, how does your partner feel about getting to the ground? Om guide the kids Om who want to, but everything on want. Who do not want to, rasain itself as a result. But to Om's wife, Om does not want to guide him to be independent. Let Om who knows the difficulty of building a business, let him enjoy the results only. Think about it, Han. This is the speech of a bachelor who used to marry a widow, who married mother Om." Dad patted his own chest. 

Grandpa Adi. 

"I'm afraid they're unlucky at the hands of their parents, ' he continued, 'Om." Bang Workshop looked at father and put the ballpoint pen away. 

He stopped to write something. 

"This is proof, Om is very lucky. You know what, Han? Little Om is more managed after having a father connected, life more organized and education more scheduled." Dad looks proud. "Om bribed, rubbed behind his ears after bathing, sleeping on his feet. Njai and the school are delivered, awaited, picked up. At home repeated again, assisted memorization and learned its meaning. You know, the same mother was even made a test of guts. Eat not fast, jerked no need to eat. Not bribed papah cake, Om continued, but instead distressed inner birth." Dad massaged his head. 

"Birth mother's time is that? I'm afraid of girls and have a lewd father, I want to cry it feels like this, Om." Bang Workshop fused his brows. 

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