The Three Sweet Dads
The Lasa and The Genk

Kendy froze, not intending to look back. The pat on his shoulder forced him to turn his head. He turned his head, his body turned around following the movement of his head. And how surprised he was, when he saw who came to him. A man younger than his father. The man known as the father's right hand, Dery's uncle.

"It's been a long time, son," Uncle Dery smiled until the wrinkles in his eyes became more visible. This man in front of him did treat him very gently in contrast to the father who seemed rude and looked at him one eye.

"Why did my uncle know I was here?" Kendy's face was flat, as if he didn't feel happy or happy because of the uncle's arrival. In her heart she missed the man in front of her.

On top of a tall skyscraper the two face each other. Uncle Dery stared fixedly into Kendy's eyes. Those eyes imply anger, sadness, longing mixed into one. Seeing the state of Kendy that he already considers like his own son makes his chest tight.

The man approached, his hands about to grab both of Kendy's arms but Kendy immediately moved away. "You don't miss your uncle, son, don't you miss your father? Go home son" Uncle Dery said.

"No uncle I don't miss you at all, for me you have nothing to do with me anymore. Since that incident I've never been back in that house!" His voice was high, his eyes were red. He was angry after what they all did to him they told him to go home? It won't! that's never gonna happen.

The impact made Uncle Dery very sad, his face turned soft, his eyes glazed. His heart rumbled stiflingly. It turned out that the young man in front of him had not forgiven him and also the father.

"What should we do to make you forgive us, son?"

"Nothing to do. Stop following me, stop telling me to go home, stop! I don't like any of that. I know it's all a lie. Go Uncle!" Kendy is strict. His emotions are unstoppable anymore.

"Well uncle will go, once again forgive us." Then with his head lowered the man turned around, stepping away from Kendy.

Kendy stared at the back away, a drop of tears falling from her eyes. Flowing cheeks. His longing was huge but not as great as the pain he felt. For now he has not been able to forgive them.

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At Mila's house, Inara and Abi face to face with a chin. One of Inara's hands held the baby's pacifier. In the middle of their faces lay the tiny baby they found yesterday. Currently they are on a bed covered in bad peach color belonging to Mila.

"Well, she's sweet..." Praise Abi.

"Yes, why did his parents have the heart to throw away a child as sweet and as small as this," he put his hand on the stomach of the baby because it was so anxious.

"Hihi. her stomach is only this big," added Inara, then He raised his hand, his face so bright. Makes Abi anxious. Abi raised his hand and raised his hand to pinch Inara's bulging cheek as a result of smiling.

"Sister...!" Cetus Inara's. His face turned sour.

"Syut, don't make a fuss!" using his eyes he told that the baby who was currently sucking his milk began to shut. Inara instantly shut her mouth. Her sour face changed.

After a few minutes the baby finally fell asleep. Slowly Inara removed the pacifier that was still attached to the baby's mouth. After detaching he put the pacifier on the nightstand.

Abi and Inara looked at each other, slowly the two began to rise. After they stood up perfectly Abi and Inara joined hands out of the room.

When they came out they passed by Ranti's mother, Mila's mother.

"Eh, there's the same Abi mas. "bu Ranti dropped her eyes on Inara. Bu Ranti had just seen Inara because the night when Inara was with Mila, her mother was asleep and Inara woke up a little afternoon so as not to meet with Ranti's mother.

"Ah, this is Inara my girlfriend's mom," Abi introduces Inara because it seems like Ranti's mom doesn't know Inara.

"I'm Inara ma'am" Inara smiled and was about to take Ranti's hand but she stopped because she saw Ranti's mom holding a crackle containing vegetables. Maybe the woman in front of him is out shopping in the market, thought Inara.

"It's okay, don't salim, son. Recognize the name of the mother, Ranti," said Bu Ranti introduced herself.

Ms. Ranti refused, it was unethical for guests to help her. He kept away the crackle that Inara was about to take, "No need to son, no papa let mom alone,"

Abi who saw the two women who did not want to lose it immediately took all of Ranti's groceries "Yes already, let me just," then Abi waltzed off to go to the kitchen.

Miss Ranti and Inara looked at me, then smiled. Bu Ranti invited Inara to the middle room to talk.

"How can you bring a baby you don't know, son?" ask Ranti to investigate. His face looks so curious.

"We found him last night ma'am at about half-eleven in the evening near the cemetery. It looks like the baby was dumped, ma'am, because we couldn't bear to take him home" Inara explained. His face was sad when telling that, making Ranti's mother feel bad.

When remembering the fate of the little baby with red chubby cheeks it makes Inara sad. It was like remembering himself, who fared the same as the baby.

"Why are you, son?" the curiosity that thrashed that made Ranti asked.

"No, ma'am, I just remember that little baby looks like me. Unexpected and thrown away," Inara sighed.

Miss Ranti felt sorry for Inara. He approached and stroked Inara's back.

"So, who are you living with now?"

"Hmm. I live with my adoptive mother" he said, this time his own face was already invisible.

"Eh, why I even tell my mother anyway yes..would be embarrassed," he continued. He also smiled in shame.

"Ah, it's okay to just think of me as your own mother okay?"

"Okay ma'am," Ranti smiled at Inara.

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Lasa looked at the washing machine that was going to take a day off, because Lasa would bring clothes to the laundry, but the focus this time turned towards the basket. Clothes piled in three baskets, uh four baskets. But why can it increase? Lasa frowned, her eyebrows clenched. Then he remembered his members had increased by one. The tiny baby became part of Lasa and the genk.

But at the moment he is very upset with his two best friends. The other is dating and the other is angry. Lasa sighed, it seemed like the hygiene fairy badge would be pinned to her for the week.

Lasa took the laundry bag. One by one, the clothes he put in started from Kendy's basket. When he finished, he switched to Abi's basket, and the next basket. Up to the last basket, a basket containing only a few baby cloths as well as baby gloves and legs. He opened the folded sheet. He carefully observed the cloth and was surprised when he saw the red stain but began to turn brownish. Lasa's eyes are bulging, what is this stain? if this is blood, but whose blood? thought Lasa. The heart beats quickly, he is worried if something happens to the tiny baby who managed to warm the recesses of his heart.

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