The Father Boy
ALA36S. War drums
Izza's arrival at his home, makes Givan feel that this is getting complicated. He believes that Izza must have swallowed their accusations. Unfortunately, Izza's fingers that suddenly clasped his son's hands became his own suspicion that Izza was staring cynically at the young woman who was sitting Rohan. Givan believes there is a problem between the two.
"Yuk? Same says inside." Canda thinks that it is a male problem and does not deserve to be interfered with.
"Here, Canda." Givan patted the spot next to him.
Ghifar was looking for another chair in his brother's house, because the sofa was not fit for others to sit on. They finally looked at each other, after getting their respective seats.
"What's up, Mom?" Canda was confused to understand this situation.
"Sok a story, Sekar's Deck." Givan wants the young woman to open her own voice.
Sekar straightened his gaze, he adjusted his breathing and lowered his head back. He did not like this situation of too many people. It shouldn't be like this in his opinion, not in the middle of a family like this.
"It happened in Singapore." A piece of that sentence he tried to get out with the rest of his courage.
"Continue?" Givan focused on watching Sekar's face.
"I'm unconscious." He kept his head to stay down.
"How do you mean?" Chandra is clearly confused because Sekar beheaded a story that did not corner him.
"Abang said to sleep with him," Izza explained, distracting them all.
"Times?" Chandra looked at her lover.
"Tock time? How do you feel?" ask Ghifar later.
Givan had guessed, he even chuckled amusedly and closed his mouth.
"Izza aja did not hold on, let alone he who did not know when he met."
Givan feels his son is really a mix between himself and Canda.
"I believe it there," Izza said looking at her lover.
"His name is drunk, who would have thought." Sekar rolled his eyes at Izza and Chandra in turn.
"Heh, you know what?! You're just as drunk! I was escorted by the club staff to a wheelchair room. I'm in the room throwing up on my shirt, until the dryness of my shirt stays intact. Don't make up stories, I know you really want to mess things up. I also know, if you love Hadi stimulant drugs. Gini aja.." Chandra circulated his gaze and sighed. "Sir RT please go home, let's go to Ceysa and Hadi tonight." Chandra wants the issue resolved quickly, without making Ceysa's circumstances complicated by having children outside of marriage.
"To the police station again, let's run quickly. If it's not rape, you don't have any legal rights. For example, like to like it so." Givan believes that Sekar is just making things up.
The silence of Sekar made him even more convinced that Sekar did not speak according to the facts.
"Let's go to Hadi there, Hadi also has some evidence." Chandra has risen from his position.
The rise of Rohan made Sekar a little panic, he did not want this problem to spread. What he thought was that the Givans were following his game on the family path out of fear of the law.
"For what? Hadi ngelak, you also ngelak. It is my luck that is less fortunate. But with your attitude that is respected in this village, I know that you cannot love justice for the surrounding. So natural, Za. You dated ten years but you kept hanging. You don't know behind a Chandra mask, you don't know the ins and outs of this family. I won't demand any more accountability, just know it turns out that the honorable man's response was so." Sekar looked at everyone, then focused his gaze on Izza.
"The point is, what do you want? You came to make our situation confused and if. If I really feel. I swear, I'll admit it. But this, Kar.." Chandra shook his head and rubbed his face. "It doesn't make sense. I remember coming home from my hotel room, I was wearing Hadi's jacket, because my shirt was full of dry vomit. I'm sorry if you're a slob, but this is the truth. There were no female items left behind, the bed linen was neat at that time, which meant that only one side was used for sleeping and no events occurred in the bed. The room card is in place, according to what the club officials say. I am a virgin too, after the morning I did not feel any signs of a man giving up his virginity. Logically, if you are drunk and I am drunk. So, we do it. Surely we wake up with a confusing situation, meaning the cake does not wear clothes and we realize that beside us there are people. You, me, Hadi is in a wheelchair. Ceysa is sober and she escorts Hadi because her room is in the same corridor. If it happens you're stained when you're unconscious, which means the man did it in your room. Meanwhile, the two club servants who pushed the wheelchair were all women. If indeed I lost control, the cake of the club employee that I attacked. But let's not say I can't stand nahan n*** me, negakin head aja can't be at that time. Let's use logic, not just accusations." Chandra focused on looking at Sekar, he explained with a movement of his hand as well. "But if your father doesn't believe, we go to Hadi now, we ask for Ceysa's testimony who was clearly aware at that time." Chandra looked at Sekar's real father.
"Come, come." Rohan does not know what is right, he just wants to find proof and justice for his son.
"No need, sir." Sekar arrested his father. "We're going home. Just know this family, this family's not as good as we thought." He pressed the end of his eyes.
"Hey, can you say we're good. But we're not stupid, Sekar! What do you think I'm a man, who comes a woman to hold me accountable? My parents would not accept it either. The story goes, if I raped you." Chandra's remarks offended Givan. He remembered his own story of being forced to marry Canda, because he had desecrated his wife.
"Not what, Deck. Come to Hadi, we hear Hadi's testimony. If it is Hadi's man, we sue him. We're looking for the culprit." Ardi took his nephew so excitedly.
As he wept, he glanced at his uncle. "So it's badgering, Mr. Cheque. Be done! Maybe it was my fate. Rich people are like that." Sekar glanced cynically at Chandra.
"So just depressed, let alone Ceysa from the same little she kept. Ceysa must not actually live abroad, continue to return Hadi's narik to cover up his disgrace. Because it is clearly true, back and forth he narik Hadi to marry him. Family time is known as H-3 from marriage and reception. The invitation, H-7. Hurry up, the event is there. There's a cake covered up." Ardi glanced sharply at Givan, he so boldly insinuated Givan's son in front of Givan.
"What is your intention?! What's your purpose?!" Givan stood up from his seat. His anger was so obvious from the look in his eyes.
Ardi was not aware, he had sounded the war drums on Givan.
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