Mr. Arogan for my Son

Mr. Arogan for my Son
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Bara who was upset was getting annoyed by hearing the cry of a baby in front of him. Her life really makes her sick.


"aaah. Bi.. aunty." call her aunty maid by shouting.


"Yes, sir." replied with a hurry approaching his old man.


"Bring this baby and take care of all his needs, I don't understand the affairs of the baby." annoyed Bara while going up the stairs.


"Okay sir" he said he understood and brought the poor baby to give formula milk so that his crying could stop.


"Si alan! Ah motherfucker!" I was angry in his room.


"I'm confused as to how now, I'm going to test the baby's DNA, because I'm not going to believe just like that, whether or not the baby is my child" he murmured.


While Tari now he is abroad, precisely in country X. Country X why Dance choose, because that's where the brother omah Mayang is located. Tari was going to stay at her best friend's place, but because her best friend had already returned to Indonesia, so Tari did not, and finally omah Mayang ya offer to live in country X with her sister.


Dari feels grateful to have a good Mayang omah to help and love her like her own biological child.


"Omah Mayang do you really not want to live here?" tanya Tari felt sad when she left Omah Mayang alone in Indonesia when they were always together.


"It's okay to keep yourself there, don't worry, if there's anything omah will tell you" he said calmly.


"I'm sad because we're going to be far away, if I just go back to Indonesia, we live there together." Dance offers to stay together again.


"Son you have to take care of your son, do you want to meet their real father's men, you want to forget all about it right? So hang on omah sure you can get through this, open up a business here, this place is a chance for you to grow to support these two babies." omah Mayang said while staring at the two babies who were asleep nearby.


Dari looked at Omah Mayang's face with a sad look and then he hugged the omah Mayang affectionately. "So omah's health is there, yes, I will always tell you, I promise" he said.


"Yes you also take good care of your two babies, take care of your health while here." said omah gently.


In the end Tari lived in country X, he reopened the cake shop business as before. It's an opportunity for him to open a business again, who knows here his cake shop runs smoothly.


The days of Dance passed, running all her activities with the sister of the omah Mayang, Tari called her grand mother, Grand mother, she also lives alone but the difference is she has children but is married while her husband she has long divorced so omah Mayang told Tari to stay with her.


Grand mom is good like Omah Mayang, and she also always said she felt happy since meeting with Tari and her two children.


Dance business is growing, people love Dance-made cakes, she is always creative in making cakes, a lot of new cakes she makes and the people who live there love it.


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Seven years later, Dance who was busy making her cakes was surprised when her second child named Star was surprised.


"Mother.." she cried.


Dari teaches her two children to speak Indonesian because Tari does not want if her son to forget his homeland and her two children also call her mother to feel like living in Indonesia.


"Honey don't be like that, what if the mother has a history of heart disease." said Dance to the Star that surprised her.


"Hehehe's sorry mom, I'm just kidding, I'm tired of mom staying home" she grumbled.


"Where is Sky?" tanya Dance.


"Sister went, Mom, I forgot that Sky Brother was called by the police to investigate the case they were living in" Bintang explained.


Dance patted her eel. "Geez I forgot. Yes it's better you help mom so you don't get bored." bargain Dance to the Stars.


Dance is always making cake dough by itself, because the taste is always different if it is not Dance that makes them always know, there are consumers who say it tastes different. What makes it different when all ingredients are the same.


Before long a ringing phone makes Dari and Bintang turn to the phone lying near her.


"Darling you may ask for help, try to pick up her phone, dirty mother's hands." Pinta Dari softly.


"Ok." replied the star quickly as he grabbed his mother's mobile phone.


"Oh ok." said after closing the call.


"Who's dear?" tanya Mentari without looking at her beautiful daughter.


"I was called by the police" she replied.


"Police?" tanya Dance was surprised.


"For what? Ah maybe the caller was misaligned." explained Tari in disbelief.


"Hehehe mother does not know yes, I was often called by the police to help police members such as the sky brother, only I helped as a sketch of the face of the perpetrator. They said the sketches of my drawings were always ok" he said proudly.


"Oh, are you serious, son?" tanyanya.


"Yes, seriously ma'am. deliver me ma'am." she asked.


"Ok for a minute, mom finished the dough first. Just the dough." yes the shape of the cake the employees who make Tari just mengadoni.


"Ok, I'll get ready first." Star's permission while going to his room.


Soon Dance and the star went to the police station to fulfill the police call to Bintang to sketch the face of the perpetrator.


Various police cases can always be handled by the Sky and also the Stars. Maybe if Sky, Tari already knows always help the police but Star he just found out.


"Mother just go home, I'll go home with Sky Brother." said Bintang.


"Are you really going home with just your brother?" tanya Tari reassured.


"Yes ma'am, take it easy" he said confidently.


"Ok then mom comes home yes, if there's anything directly call mom." he said.


"Yes my dear mother." she said softly.


Dance smiled to see the growth and development of her children. Healthy, smart and intelligent are often called geniuses. He remembered his twins given to a man he hated and avoided.


"Huh." Sighing dance. "How are you doing, son, are you okay there? Is your real father there treating you well." Inner Dance he so misses Angkasa his twins. Dance closed her eyes and she felt guilty for separating her twins.


Eight years Tari had passed her days abroad and seven years had she parted ways with her second twin son Angkasa.


When Dari was daydreaming alone, he was surprised by the sound of his cellphone ringing.


"Mdid?" muttered.


"Yes hello omah."


"What?"


"I didn't get any news from them. How outrageous!"


"Thank you omah." The call was interrupted.


Dari was really upset that she did not know the news about her father being so ill, if only Omah Mayang did not tell him, maybe until whenever Tari would never know how his father was.


"They're so fucking shitty!" furious Dance upset.


"I have to go back to Indonesia, I'm worried about my father's situation there." he murmured.


Dance breathed heavily. "But I'm afraid of meeting that man." Her inner being was afraid.


"But Indonesia is vast, if it's only one Week and two Weeks I don't think me and my kids will meet her" Tari thought.


"Yes I have to go to Indonesia" he said steadily.