My Papa My Boss
Third Mission.

Rafiz was really suspicious whether Zidan and Shahidah were his children.

"Is Nandira still angry with me," said Rafiz,

"If she was really my child, why didn't Nandira tell me since we first met."

"Nandira can I ask you something?" ask Rafiz, please,

Nandira still does not heed Rafiz's words, he does not multiply his attention from his phone.

"Nandira are they my children ?!" asked Rafiz to vent.

Nandira who heard Rafiz's question was very surprised, he reflexively looked at Rafiz who was also staring at him,

"Could he have known if they were his children, had Zidan told him!" inner Nandira.

Nandira did not reply she just stared in shock at Rafiz.

"Nandira I beg you to answer my question, whether Zidan and Shahidah are really my children" urged Rafiz.

"Zidan and Shahidah are my children, sorry sir you should go home, it's late at night." said Nandira.

Nandira stood up and walked towards the door, opening the door to let Rafiz go home.

"I'm not going anywhere until you answer my question!" kekeh Rafiz, please,

"I have answered them, they are my children" said Nandira, pulling Rafiz's hand up from her seat and pushing her out and closing the door.

"Nandira please answer my question, I believe they are my children" Rafiz said from behind the door banging on the door.

Nandira did not reply, she leaned against the door holding her chest.

"How about this, how about he separate me from them!" afraid Nandira.

Nandira locks the door and runs to her room, she doesn't want to hear anything from Rafiz's mouth.

No answer from Nandira, Rafiz decided to go home. Along the way he continued to connect Zidan and Syahidah in the events of several years ago.

Since then, Zidan has been peering through the door of his room, despite not hearing what Papa Mama said but he can see if something happens to them.

"Nobody see what the hell?!" ask plain shahidah.

"So, look at Mom and Dad!" zidan answered without realizing what he had just said.

Shahidah immediately pushed Zidan and saw what his brother saw

"Where's my brother, where's Papa?!" ask Syahidah.

"Upss, I seem to be flabbergasted, "inner Zidan.

Syahidah stared at Zidan's horror,

"Sister, are you keeping anything from me?" ask Syahidah.

Zidan closed his mouth and shook his head.

He was still sitting on the floor because of the actions of the Shahidah who encouraged him.

As Shahidah walked closer to Zidan, Zidan continued to regurgitate and kept his mouth shut.

The horror of Shahidah grew sharper to Zidan,

"Sister, who is our Papa ?!" tanya Syahidah is full of emphasis.

When he peeked earlier, he only saw his mother and Uncle Rafiz.

Zidan did not answer and kept his mouth shut.

" What is our Uncle Rafiz Papa ?!" guess Shahidah, with a big smile and put on her cute face.

Zidan finally nodded.

Syahidah immediately ran to the top of the mattress and jumped up and over with excitement.

"Ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got Papa!" shahidah.

Zidan immediately pulled Syahidah to sit down and closed his mouth and signaled not to make a noise.

"What's up, brother ?" bisik Syahidah's.

"Mama prevented me from saying this to you, she was afraid that Papa would take us and separate us from mama" Zidan explained.

"You mean?!" ask Zidan, please,

This time the Shahidah covered her mouth, feeling that she was saying something she should not have said.

"Why are you saying that Papa is evil ?" ask Zidan who looked back at the horror of Syahidah.

"Yes, hmmm yes evil, because Papa has left Mama," reason Shahidah.

Syahidah is determined to keep what he sees, he believes his brother will also be angry if he sees his mother treated like that.

Syahidah was also angry, but after what happened a while ago Syahidah felt that his Papa was really very good and loved him very much.

"It must have been just a misunderstanding" the inner Shahidah recalled the footage he saw.

"Sister I want Mama and Papa to unite, I want Papa to stay with us here," asked Syahidah.

"All right now we make a new mission that is the mission of uniting Papa and Mama" said Zidan .

"Agree ," call Syahidah.

Syahidah heard his Papa's car go, he peeked out from behind the window.

"We will unite Mama and Papa," inner martyrdom.

Tonight Rafiz could not sleep, he continued to think about the possibility that Zidan and Syahidah were his sons.

He stared at the star-studded sky, his mind glaring back at the hot night with Nandira.

"If they were my children, Nandira would have been so troubled that she had to go to the island and work there. Let's hope there are no significant difficulties when he raises them" Rafiz said.

Rafiz is determined to find out the truth of his conjecture if they are his children.

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The next morning Zidan approached his mother at the dinner table.

"Where is your sister?" tanya Nandira prepared toast in front of Zidan who was drinking milk.

"No idea, I haven't seen him this morning" Zidan replied.

"Yes, finish your breakfast. Let mama call Syahidah," said Nandira passed leaving Zidan who was having breakfast and smiling while continuing to eat his bread.

Nandira went into the room and saw Syahidah still curled up under his blanket.

"Why are you, baby?!" tanya Nandira held her daughter's forehead which was not hot.

"Mama Syahidah's body hurts all, I think I will be sick deh Mah," shirih Syahidah pretended to cough.

"You have breakfast first!, after that take medicine," said Nandira then passed to take breakfast and medicine for Syahidah.

Syahidah kept his mouth shut not wanting to eat his breakfast,

"Shahidah, if you don't eat breakfast how can you take medicine" Nandira said,

Shahidah shook his head and kept his mouth shut.

"Shahidah, breakfast first yes dear," persuaded Nandira but Syahidah instead turned his back on his mother and pulled a blanket covering his entire body.

"Mama keep it here yes breakfast!, Mama go down first see your brother," said Nandira put toast and milk on the table beside Syahidah's bed.

As soon as his mother came out, Shahidah immediately stood up and peeked at his mother.

He saw his mother go downstairs, and he quickly picked up the bread and milk she had prepared in the bag.

Syahidah was very hungry, he then quickly ate his bread and drank the milk he had prepared. Shahidah did not want to touch the breakfast prepared by her mother.

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