
"Kok bothered? That's a risk being a parent, Dek. You feel like a child like this, you should be able to apply parenting knowledge to children better than your experience as a child. The benchmark of Dad is so, let the descendants of Dad better than Dad. Father also felt mixed with many brothers, Dad tried to be fair, understand all the children Father, make themselves a friend to all of them, Father, let it not feel mixed up with the cake I understand have many brothers. I am the firstborn, who has many younger brothers. I learned from it, because I have many children. One more thing you have to understand, that kid is forever a kid. Parents still feel their children are still small children, who need guidance from their parents and need guidance from them. While children aged nine years old, they already feel independent, they already feel strong, so often play without permission. Seleknya same child tuh there tuh, well smart parents are conveying how parents feel to their children, the parents are, let the child understand that we always think they are very worried children." The depiction of father is so easy and reasonable.
"Dad, I was worried about giving birth to a child with the fate of the next Flower. What if my wedding isn't long? What if I end up remarrying instead of my son's biological father? How can I continue to educate my children without them feeling favoritism?" The flowers looked far ahead.
I used to get married not only thinking about how to educate children, because having children is not. I used to just focus on thinking about how my partner and the conflict with my partner to be resolved, I also focused on thinking about our economy because it is always depleted no matter what our salary. Maybe because I'm a man? Which main factor I think is the income to meet the needs of the family?
"Dad didn't force you to marry, Dek. But can you promise yourself in the name of your God, if you don't repeat your madness again?"
It seemed that Pakwa did not match the words of the father, he immediately glared at the father sharply.
"What if I'm engaged first?" Flower grimacing horse.
"Dad disagrees, obviously. Because what? Because later you will be more free to commit adultery, with the reason that you are engaged. If indeed you end up not taking any options, which means you prefer to be alone first. I want you to move cities, move campuses, or have activities with supervision and a delivery driver. Ma Giska, he doesn't have a problem and doesn't make your cake trouble, but he's on his way back with a private driver. Feel safe indeed, let alone the driver on time waiting for the clock to go home dispersed." Right also dad's thinking.
Being engaged is not a sacred bond of marriage, doing so is certainly freer on the pretext of an engaged relationship. I would agree if Bunga just married, or he moved places, moved education, to minimize his embarrassment to Hema. From there, he can start his life from scratch with the help of a personal supervisor or personal driver.
"Well, it sure feels uncomfortable right. I'm not a person who likes to be followed and watched." The flower took a deep breath, then looked straight ahead with a blank look.
"Because we parents don't believe in yourself anymore, Dek. You want to be released, but the way you're so trusting, you can't anymore." Dad always said the truth and stabbed, on point only.
"Take the decision now, Bunga," said Pakwa who continued to look at the face of the Flower.
The flower took a deep breath, then he glanced towards Hema. "I'm not sure about Hema" he said later.
"Keep you'll choose another man to marry you, will you? Why don't you give Hema a question, let's be a little more sure. Or, you can find out for yourself about Hema through her digital footprint or the people closest to her. Not sure, it doesn't mean it's not an option. The thing is, your disgrace is on him. Aib he's with you, Dek. If your husband doesn't have to be Hema, that's fine. Provided, you continue your life with a trusted personal supervision and driver." Father who was very excited to solve the problem of Bunga, while Pakwa only much silent mourn his son.
What happened to pakwa? Is he sad? Or is there something in his mind that I can't guess?
"Dad, I mean how will he educate me?" Flowers wiggle father's arms.
"Well, Hem? Ask Hema directly." Father pointed at Hema with his chin.
"I can appreciate you if you obey, Bunga."
"You think I'm a dissident, Hem?" The flowers look a little angry.
"Not really, but a plan. Worried, cured crazy to bang a husband." Hema glanced in the other direction.
Maybe Hema knows a lot about the nature of Flowers, because every day she meets on campus and interacts with Flowers. Although I knew the Flower from childhood, but did not understand its true nature.
"Honestly, I'm afraid I'm responsible for you and Bunga, too. Not to take responsibility for you, but instead add dependents." The face of Pakwa is like daydreaming.
It turned out that this was what he was thinking, about Hema and her candlestick. I'm sure what you mean is Hema who has not been able to escape from Psychiatrists, not free from rehabilitation.
"That's the problem, you can talk directly to my family. I will also be difficult to reason to the family, if suddenly immediately ask for marriage. Mostly, later I invite them to visit and let the Father who said directly to my family. I've been thinking about how to talk to my brother the same to bang Wildan, sir. I'm sure they won't take responsibility for me. I will also try, to be able to escape and be independent faster. If necessary, I will release my education to focus on my work later."
I think Hema's been on the verge of surrender. I understand he is in love with Bunga, but I feel he is not sure to be able to unite with Bunga because of his circumstances.
He is insecure because the trunk says, I know how it is. It was the opposite, Flowers like Hema's.
"It's not about matter, Hem. But I'm worried, you're crazy about Flowers. Flowers are so, not educational, but you're contagious to her, or you're just like her cake later. That's what I'm worried about." Pakwa could not relax like the father in Hema.
"What's crazy, sir? If we stay here, we'll be safe from club night. To be clear, I know marijuana at night clubs. While in this province, let alone a nightclub, cinemas just don't exist."
Hmm, Hema doesn't know just how the Flower is.
"Wake up, come along." Pakwa got out of bed, then embraced Hema.
Hema aligns her legs, she is invited to walk to a planting rack under which there is clearly a mini refrigerator.
"Dad, no!" Flowers look panicked, when his father opened the small refrigerator.
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