Son of Genius: The Handsome President is My Son's Father
The painful truth (Revisions)

The sound of the twang of the spoon, which accompanied the breakfast activities of the newly married couple who had just remarried.

Fahri just looked at his wife, who scooped food with an empty eye toward the refrigerator in front of the dining table.

"Honey.." said Fahri build his wife from her daydream, but not in response at all.

"Ara Darling." said Fahri the second time to call his wife, but still no word from Qila at all.

Fahri decided to move to sit next to his wife, and hold the hand of his tiny wife.

"Honey.." said he.

"Mas, aren't you sitting in front??"

"Honey.." said his disconnected.

"Yes, would you like to add the fried rice, huh?" said Qila was about to take the fried rice for her husband

"it's not that dear, mas want .." said Fahri cut back

"What do you want?? Want some tea?? Qila make a moment, mas."

"Don't love, I want to say something..."

"What do you want??" ask Qila

"You're done, eat you first, wait for you in the living room."

"Well, my mother." said Qila

***

Fahri had considered everything, his decision was final, he would be honest about all the secrets he had covered up all this time, to Qila. Fahri doesn't want to, Qila knows about all the truth from someone else's mouth.

Fahri waited long enough for his wife in the middle room, and finally now Qila was in the middle room, complete with tea and snacks for the husband.

"Mas .." said he as he put the food and drink he brought from the kitchen

"Honey. mas want a story about the past mas, and the relationship of the past with papa Haris dear."

"Here you go, we'll talk about it next time, Qila again don't want to talk about it mas."

"Darling, but ever since we got married, I haven't been honest with you."

"Here you are, our past is closed, Qila does not want to discuss the past" he said while presenting tea for Fahri

***

Qila is eager to learn the secrets of her husband's past, and her husband's past links with his papa. But Qila was unable to accept the reality that later would make himself unable to accept the truth that might later be painful.

The ringing of a telephone noise builds Qila from her backrest on the husband's shoulder.

"Hallo... Assalamualaikum."

"Who's dear?"Fahri asked while playing with his wife's long hair.

"No idea, no sound."

"Here the HP" said Fahri took the cellphone from his wife's hand

"Hallo assalamualaikum, who's sorry?" fahri

"Dad.." said the voice across there.

"The caber, baby?"

Yes, this is Kabir

"Father same mother evil, no call and nanyain news Kabir, as long as kabir here."

"Darling.. the same mother apologized yes, have not called Kabir, because at the place of the mother and father vacation there is no network there dear."

"Didn't mom and dad go home a few days ago?"

"Hehe.. I'm sorry, baby, forgot to call this father's favorite son."

"Mother's sorry baby, forgot to call Kabir."

"Haha... Kabir joking kok Bun, anyways Kabir also not angry or sad mother and father ngak call Kabir."

"Mother apologies, dear, mother this promise first and last time, mama did not call the news of Kabir."

"Just relax Bun, Kabir ngak sulk kok, Kabir call mom just want to ngabarin, tomorrow morning Kabir will return to Indonesia."

"Dad..."

"Yes dear."

take care of the mother yes father, Kabir ngak want to hear the mother sad or cry because of father, if that happens, dad ready yes, Kabir will hit.

Ready darling ...

Hey baby, who's polite to Fahri's father, don't talk like that, no manners."

"Good mother" said Kabir

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There must be something upset this right, the story hanging, patience ... patience..the next chapter is guaranteed exciting deh, because all of it will unload😊.