Not my Son's Dad
Chapter.03(What's right?)

Blue fell silent, she only rang as the corners of her lips ached, while Dara yelled to dissuade her father from hitting the innocent Blue again.

What was on Blue's mind at the time was only pity, seeing a father who treated his daughter who had been hit hard was not the answer. At least parents should embrace, not hit.

The man who just returned 2 days from abroad also did not think long when he decided he took responsibility just because of sheer idiocy.

"It's good that you want responsibility.we go home and call your parents here!"

"I'm 22 years old, and I've been able to take responsibility for what I've done without involving my parents. They're working!" suhut Biru by rubbing the end of his injured lip.

Baskoro lamented, "Just keep your parents accountable for your actions that exceed the limit. I don't want to know, call your parents right now! It's a serious matter." he snapped again with a hand that pointed towards Blue, while Dara still held him as hard as she could.

"rs ... Huh!"

Without thinking long, again Blue just agree, but it is not possible to do it in an hour considering that both parents still live abroad.

"Well, Om, give me some time!"

"Do it in this house, I don't want to take a risk if you will run away and run away from responsibility" said Baskoro who then entered the house.

Seeing the father who entered the house, Dara approached a man named Blue.

"Don't you just say you don't want to join this cooperation? Why do you want it now?"

"After I thought I was interested in the cooperation you offered," Blue raised her eyebrows by rubbing the tip of her lips that still felt sore.

Dara squinted her eyes suspiciously, "Don't you be interested after seeing my grandmother's house and mine, right? Fucking matre!" sulcan Dara.

"If you don't want that already, I can go right now." Blue turned her body. Feeling this game is starting to attract him, especially the beautiful face of Dara.

From childhood until the age of 22 he lived abroad, knowing how free to live there but had no effect on him, he said, he is still a spoiled child if he is with his family and his life is straight without any problems, returning to Indonesia for a vacation instead he deliberately sought trouble.

"Wait!" Dara blocked his arm. "Ok good ... Good mister Matre," Dara looked towards the door of the house, making sure her father did not come out. "Guard ... I'll give you exactly what I said in the hospital. It's only a year until this child is born."

Blue smiled, welcomed Dara's hand and shook it tightly. "Ok deal ... I'm gonna call my family and get them here. And you know Dara, why do you still look okay and not fidget after knowing you're pregnant!" he said again.

"You don't know what, so don't. I don't have to be sad or kill myself. My future is ruined and my family is disappointed. And I'm here feeling like I don't know what!"

Blue clucked, whatever Dara's like, he must have taken a big risk. Before long Blue looks busy fiddling with his phone, seen his forehead is wrinkled sometimes also frowning. Two sharp eyes widened then perfectly patterned and ended with a smile.

An hour later a taxi stopped in front of Baskoro's house.

"Have you come?" Shocked away.

The two nodded then walked together towards Baskoro and his wife and Dara who were smiling in wonder.

The two families are now talking about the wedding that will be held two days ahead, the preparation is short and will only be attended by a few relatives. The Baskoro family set it up very quickly and not even Blue was given a chance.

So were the two people who could only shut up and nod when Baskoro said anything.

After everything was done talking, Blue immediately invited his parents to leave immediately, and he himself was not allowed to leave, he was placed in the pavilion behind Dara's house.

"Group ..."

Blue turned towards the hissing sound that was in the taxi car. He then approached him by leaning his body on two people who were still silent with hope of anxiety in the back seat and he entered the side door of the steering wheel.

The taxi driver chuckled, but immediately covered his mouth as Blue stared at him sharply.

"True, I told you to look for the person with the posture that most closely resembled my parents. Who came why your mother's housekeeper?"

"Oh sir Alex didn't say anything, he just said we'd be gone for a while, and if asked, just answer yes" said the middle-aged woman with trembling hands.

"I am nervous this. You can do this to them" said the shady-faced man behind her.

"At the same time you only gave me an hour. Look for where two people with the most similar posture are. Yes, there is only one. Fortunately I had them cool. And you! Why are you in trouble like this? You die if your parents find out."

The plot!

"Stupid! That's why I called you, don't let them know! I think it's gonna be Lex!"

"Seru? Gee whiz... You're crazy!"

The man who looked his age shook his head softly as well as the two people who were in the back seat.

"Blue Blue ... You're stupid or something! Remember yes ... I wouldn't go along if your parents knew! You're coming home to Indonesia just looking for trouble! Wonderful."

"Just calm down, as long as you keep your mouth shut! They won't know. And thank you for your help. The bonus I've put on Alex." he said and then got out of the cab he hired.

"God ... The blue! You hired people and taxis, you let me pay. That's right!"