Wife Brought
Father and Son
Bram POVs
The man came to the child's room. He knocked on the door repeatedly until the boy's reply made the boy enter and opened the door. Rama was sitting on the edge of the mattress with a super nervous face.
Bram approached and hurriedly approached the child.
"Sir .. Why does it look so nervous?" bram asked and sat down on the edge of the bed. "That's saying you want to see Sakilla's mother? he's downstairs. You can immediately find your bundle. Surely ... You already heard the car that came right? but why is he here? why don't you go straight down?"
Rama took a slow breath.
"Dad .. I want to meet him. But, can I not call the mother to the woman?" rama asked in a super-slow voice. "I'm really guilty of the same mother. The more I thought, the more I felt sad. Until now, I never answered my phone. The number is active. I also .. want to meet him just out of curiosity. I just want something. I don't think she's a mother anymore, because like you said .. she's not a good mother. So I don't want to call mom. That call is more worthy of my calling to mamah."
"Eh?"
Bram flinched, his hands outstretched, cupping Rama's face. Bram only realized that the injury of the child was that deep and that fact made Bram a little sad.
"Do you hate your mother?" ask Bram carefully
The king nodded and one second later he shook his head slowly.
"You never taught me to hate people. I hate the same mother but I can not hate the same mother because mamah must be angry do not like if I am evil as people. But ... if you want a father who is sad because of the aunt. I'm becoming hateful. I'm kesel. That's why .. I want it with dad. May I call you aunty? I'm trying to be polite, right?"
Bram sat down in front of his son. Stretched hands.
Rama jumped down and hugged his father.
The two men who had so dominant wounds now felt a deep sadness. The two try to express their sadness together. They both strengthen each other. In the hope that they can face this problem together.
"Nak .. You're great. Daddy's son super great. You can arrive at this second only dad already feels you are really great. You are the most powerful father. I don't know anymore, but you're really cool."
Rama smiled faintly in the arms of his father.
"Now I leave everything to you. You want to choose whatever doesn't matter. Dad didn't want to interfere. Because I'm afraid I'm angry and I want to tell you .. sorry if I get out of control. Sorry if I accidentally snapped that guy. Because up to this moment I can't forgive him. So sorry yeah. I just warned you from the beginning. Sorry if you're surprised."
Rama nodded.
"I understand well ..."
Both of them took off hugs and tidied up their tangled clothes.
"Now we go down. You're ready, right?"
Rama took a deep breath followed by a slow snort. He's nodding. "I'm ready!"