The Father Boy
ALA217'S CHAT. Insight and knowledge
"The same with you, Nin. Look at the child, the child's business, I take you if I have to see you. I'll have you involved in everything, if you want to live in Sulawesi. I can't leave my profession and move there, I don't have any skills and I'm less interested in magic. How am I gonna live you? The kids? I was there already feeling no pride, because compared to my sister's daughter-in-law and sister's daughter-in-law. Not to mention talking about the upbringing of children in front of the family, it humiliates me, Nin. You know, I'm full of struggle in this position. You know, I'm not asking to move once, but I'm actually more needed and useful here." Om Vendra kisses aunt Nina's hand.
So romantic.
"Jawab be honest, why is Caitlin you're hamili again?" Aunt Nina immediately pulled her hand.
Hey, where'd her sense of consciousness go? Since then, Vendra has been holding his hand.
Speaking of romance, I remember Nahda. ABG puberty is very fond of romantic movies and romantic scenes, not to mention he often carries the sentence that his womb anget saw the scene.
"I need it, Nin. Once a month I go home to you, yes the times I have to spend a whole month. How strong am I, ask Bang Givan."
My father looked quickly. "Brother Brother?" Dad pointed at his own face.
Esmee's been coming down from dad's lap. He did not let go of his father, but his eyes were exploring the contents of this hotel. His age, maybe he has never stayed in a hotel this luxurious. Considering the house was a simple house, with a room size that range 3x3 only. After all, have a house around here, why should you stay at a hotel? Sometimes my mind is weird.
"Yes, I feel it too." Om Vendra is like throwing a statement at dad.
"Pregnant jokes plus cyst pain, I'm willing to spend weeks, months. You equal me?! Ish, kedikan coyyy." Daddy smiled like a jock.
"What education? The time of need to be educated?" Aunt Nina squinted her eyes.
"Needs can be arranged, if the situation is precarious, it does not need to be right. Men are busy, there is no thought to relate so, or play alone while watching adult movies. Only if he's busy, has time to spare, yeah find the dumping of your husband's cake. Don't confuse me, these bastards I can commit. I don't cheat, I don't chat with others, I don't marry under the hands of other women." Dad looked fiery.
Esmee looked at my father's face, then she inched closer to me. It seemed, Esmee was a child whose mental voice was not as strong as Ra. Try if Ra, just sound like a dangdutan speaker.
"You had another daughter, when you had a wife." Om Vendra pointed at my father's face.
Aunt Nina turned her head back, because the father immediately brushed off the hand of om Vendra who was pointing at him. They were blocked by aunt Nina.
"Who? Zio's? I admit, I'm happy, not cheating. Before I was a girl, I told you from the beginning that I was going to lose responsibility because I was a married man. Honestly, I am, if I am married. It's not you, you have a wife, you have children, it's a bachelor." I defended myself with emotion.
"Where did I ever say I was a bachelor. The same old man of the household as the second, never he just married me widower. He never made a fuss over official series. Children's documents, no fuss about him. You know, kids have documents. She knows she's married, she has three children with her husband."
Heh? How can?
"Where are there women?!" Aunt Nina glanced at her husband and patted her husband's thigh slowly.
"There, Elin, the proof. Just a shadow, married high school boy, understand what he is? PAUD teacher, not because of his higher education, but because of the lack of teachers in PAUD near the house." Om Vendra spoke softly.
I so imagine if Nahda was brought married by someone, does she understand the difference between serial and official marriage?
Hmm, my fake boyfriend made me sting next door because just fucked with his stupid game.
The screen lit up a few times.
"Is there a problem there?" I'm afraid there's trouble.
"Replace the top gallon, the bottom gallon of the pump is broken." Dad's got a chin.
"Sepele." Om Vendra laughs at dad with a crisp laugh.
Father's death glance leads to om Vendra. "At least, I'm functioning well. Not your cake!"
Why is the atmosphere like this?
"Udah, Dad." I patted dad's shoulder.
My father was an emotional man, his patience tissue-thin.
"Om, not disrespectful. But I said anyway, if the kek gini mending there is aunty siri aja tuh." Honestly I hesitate to mention the name of the aunt, her name is difficult, her call I think is not appropriate.
"Can't, Bang. She's pregnant young, fisticuffs up later. Mending, Nina is here. Look at that change of om you're with Caitlin. If indeed Om you are still so blind as Caitlin, yes already Aunt you better let go of your Om. If it's really the cake she said, take care of the kids and Caitlin. There's an ex-wife, no ex-children. Suppose you marry a woman who is already pregnant, even if the child is not your flesh and blood, but you marry her mother, you are responsible for the child in terms of economy, upbringing and affection. Nashab's problem, yes definitely follow his mother because whoever the father is, but the presence of the child is before the wedding. The matter of blood relation and heirs according to the law, it's the business of his biological father and he certainly got from his mother. The problem of the need for life, affection, upbringing, attention, yes it is the responsibility of the man who is the husband of his mother now. Different events such as you have biological children with women before marriage, kekak kak Key for example." Father paused his sentence and lowered his tone when he mentioned my brother's name.
"By law, you must share your inheritance with your biological son and fulfill his rights as your son. The child has the rights of his biological father, even though between his father and mother is not married. The kid can sue, he's got laws protected. This can be done, especially followed by nashab Om Vendra. So Om you have to really settle down and finish, until the kids are done with education and can make a living on their own. Even later on, these children were entitled to Om Vendra's inheritance, although clearly the child was not in an official marriage. Whose parents are not married, this child can get his rights, especially those whose parents never married siri," continued the father with longer-sounding breaths and strong exhalations at the end of the sentence.
"Remain, in article 43 paragraph (1) of Law No. 1 of 1974 with the sound of 'a child born out of wedlock has civil relations with his mother and his mother's family and the male as his father which can be proved based on science and technology or other evidence according to the law has a relationship blood, including civil relations with his father. That change, because it previously violated the constitutional rights of the child as written in article 28B paragraph (2) of the 1945 Constitution on the right of the child to survival and protection, and article 28D paragraph (1) of the 1945 Constitution on the recognition of guarantees and equal treatment before the law. So, DNA testing has to be done first. Just be able to apply legally, so that he can get his rights from his biological father. This is for insight and knowledge, Bang," added om Vendra later.
So are the brothers from the past until my time? Earlier, Vendra's father and om have just insisted, now even continue to talk about interesting things.
"But that doesn't mean you should take that option, it's for insight and knowledge because you're the oldest boy." Dad focused his eyes on me.
"Woih, yes obviously. The gentle man spoke and pious this behavior, yes it is impossible neko-neko." I brag about raising my collar.
"Huh! T** you! Speak softly from Hong Kong! You say a lot of hush, soft when it comes to women." Om Vendra insinuates me blatantly.
Is this from Hong Kong?
"No, Om. Yesterday I was educated in Singapore, not in Hong Kong." I explained that om Vendra was not misinformed.
Father sighed and scooped his own face. "My fault actually. It's okay, I love the mak." Dad looked at me and shook his head.
Why are you even wailing?
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