The CEO's Second Wife
IKSC Chapter 68 ~ Stories Past ²
Tonight Bima and Nia were having a serious conversation with Arga. Now they are in Bima's workroom and there are only three of them.
"What does mommy want to say? Kok, it looks serious," said Arga staring at his parents.
I don't know why Arga's premonition was bad when he saw the serious faces of his parents.
"Look, Gano. There's something Papa wants to talk about. I hope you are not angry or thinking strangely. All decisions are on you." Bima looked at her eldest son who was now frowning his forehead.
"What about?"
"You know, don't you think you're papa's biological son?" Bima looked at Arga carefully. Seeing Arga nodding with a relaxed expression, Bima then explained the subject he had to convey to Arga.
"Look, some time ago there was a man coming to papa's office. He's Mr. Dirman, your biological Papa, Gano. He asked you to meet him and his family."
"It just so happens that Mr. Dirman already has a wife. However, since the accident, he couldn't have any offspring."
"There are opa and Oma who also want to meet you."
Arga raised next to his eyebrows. The young man smiled cynically. "Why do you want to see me? Do I have any debts with them in the past?"
"It's not like that." Bima sighed. "They just want to meet you. At least they have descendants who will continue their bloodline."
Arga placed his hand on his chin looking like he was thinking hard while looking at his parents with an unreadable look.
"Look, Pa, Mi. If they had such offspring, would they still have the thought of meeting me? Do they still remember that I'm in this world?"
Bima and Nia looked at each other. The two fell silent and thought if indeed the Dirman family had children, they might never remember the existence of Arga. However, they were also unlikely to display what was on their minds.
Bima and Nia must persuade Arga to meet and possibly accept the Dirman family as his family. Bima and Nia of course did not mind. However, to separate them from Arga of course Bima and Nia will not stay still.
"Arga, Mami and papa love you. We want the best for you. Whether you want to meet them or not. But, Mami is hoping that you would like to meet your papa. The thing is you want to accept him and forgive his mistakes that ignore Mama Hera, it's later a matter of hindsight." Nia then looked at Arga. "All decisions are in your hands. If you're ready to meet them, papa will arrange your meeting" Nia added.
"Did Papa and Mami throw me out to join my family?" Arga looked at Nia and Bima with a sad look. I don't know why Arga feels he is currently being dumped by his family.
"Arga." Nia's voice sounded sad. The woman immediately stood up and walked over to Arga who was sitting across the table. "You're mami's son."
"Argh, Mami's sick."
Arga again grimaced when he felt a crab claw in his ear. Who else did it if not the mother who suddenly grabbed his ear. Arga thought there would be a blue haru cry as he conveyed his heart.
"By the way again you are about Mami and papa who ngusir you, we really throw you out and tell you to stay at TPU there. Wanna?"
"Public burial place?" exclaimed Arga with wide eyes.
Nia shook her head.
"Keep what, Mi?"
"Caterpillar disposal site."
"Isa. I'm not a caterpillar" grumbled Arga. The young man then rubbed his ear which had just become a victim of his mother.
"Who told you to talk about it." Nia sat down next to Bima. "So, how? Do you want to see your dad?"
"Take care of mom and dad. I want to refuse also free because surely there will be many parties who force me to come," muttered Arga lazy.
"So you agree? This week I'll arrange your meeting with Mr. Dirman."
Bima nodded his head because what he wanted to say he had told Arga.
Arga immediately stepped out leaving his parents who might be making out in the workroom of the father.
When he came out of the door, Arga's stingy face turned cold. The young man smiled sinisterly as he stepped his feet towards the second floor where his room was located.
"Family, eh? Bullshit."
Arga intends to go into his room then he saw Kello who was dressed neatly make Arga immediately approached his youngest sister.
"Where are you going, lo?"
Kello stopped his steps then looked at his eldest brother. "I'm taking Onty Dera. Told to be with Oma because Onty Dera wants to buy some of her needs."
"Where is Uncle Dirga?"
"Said young Oma, uncle has not come home yet. That's why I'm the one who asked for help. And opa Roy isn't home either."
Arga was seen thinking for a moment before the young man smiled and grabbed Kello by the shoulder.
"Then, we're going all three ways in Brother's car."
"Don't want morotin onty, would you?" accuse Kello of being on target. The accused were only grim in response.
Kello and Arga finally accompany Dera to the minimarket located not far from the position of the housing complex where they live.
Arga excitedly pulled the trolley and did not let the aunt touch the trolley.
"Let me, Onty, bring Trolly. Onty just choose what Onty wants."
Dera shook his head slowly looking at this nephew of his. Dera knows very well that Arga is currently looking for face because there must be a desire as well, Dera murmured in his heart.
The girl then chose soap, toothpaste, body lotion, and several other necessities.
"You who have wings to fly, Onty," said Arga, receiving Dera's delicacy.
Dera was ashamed of himself when Arga commented about the pads he was holding. Arga is shameless, said the girl.
"Udah, Bang. No comments on girl privacy. Not polite," Kello scolded her brother.
"Not polite what? Brother just said pick a winged one to fly."
"Just like that."
"What do you want to choose. Don't bother me" said Dera interrupting them.
"Yee! I was waiting for this word to come out of my mouth. Finally."
Immediately without a word Arga immediately turned around leaving Kello and Dera to take some packages of snacks and drinks that will be stocked in his room.
The intention was that Arga would ask his papa for money to fill the refrigerator in his room, he said because he was not in the mood to discuss money when his father discussed about his biological family.
His aunt had a lot of money. Do not think Arga does not know if the pocket money given by opa Roy is very much every month for his aunt and uncle.