MY CEO IS THE FATHER OF MY SON

MY CEO IS THE FATHER OF MY SON
Ep 153s


After a sixteen-hour drive to Jakarta Paris, the couple had arrived at the apartment that Rendra had rented for a few days. This is Adiba's first business trip accompanying the husband, usually Rendra went alone for business.


Until the afternoon of Paris time, Adiba immediately searched his bag to retrieve the cellphone he put in the bag. He wanted to contact Rafka, asking her about her son who might be sad because he did not come.


“Darling, please help me for a minute anyway.” Said Rendra who went into the room while carrying a suitcase.


Adiba who had opened his small bag immediately turned to her husband,


“what did you help mas?” ask the woman.


“Please find the signed files tomorrow dong. Let tomorrow not be confused. What do you want?” rendra asked his wife for help.


“I want to call the kids, later. Later I helpin” Adiba back looking for his phone in the bag.


“Nelponnya later, now there is still a clock malem dear. The kids must have gone to sleep. You help me first,” said Rendra asked his wife to help him.


Adiba thought about Rendra's speech, right also in Jakarta at ten pm. His children must have slept all, he did not want to disturb his children who may have been sound asleep.


“Yes where ams suitcase, I help readyin” Adiba put his phone just on the mattress and walk up to her husband who has opened the suitcase looking for his work files.


“Sayang out this we go to the streets or want to rest first in the room” asked Rendra Smabil unpacking his suitcase.


“Just rest first mas, our journey is very far, I am also a bit jetleg. I want to sleep for a while continue to call the children, I think they continue especially Rafka” said Adiba who was so worried about his children who he lived at home.


“Ya already then,”


“Tomorrow out Our meeting to the toy store is the same buy souvenirs or what for children yes. I feel guilty with Rafka he why not want to join ya” Rendra feel sad when they remember when they will leave Rafka who refused to come to Paris.


“Rafka is like that because of your words, he seems to think the same way you say”


“Which one of my words? I didn't say anything about Rafka” said Rendra, not speaking strangely to his son.


“What about you will give punishment to him if his value goes down, and you tell him to keep learning so that his value does not go down. Come on mas, he is still a child do not need you soin” said Adiba ventured himself advising the husband.


“I did so for Rafka dear, right I did not ngancem him. I said the same he is also good. My dad used to do that too if he told me to”


“Yes even so mas, Rafka was his son often thought. So I beg you not to be so neken child who is still a child mas, he is still seven years old. Seven years was not spent studying alone but to play, he has the right mas”


“Why are you so excited to debate anyway dear, rafka problem let me take care of.”


“I'm not talking about a debate, but I'm just your ingetin. he's a kid, not an adult who should be demanded to be anything”


“That's dear mending you just rest, you must be tired. I just look for the file” said Rendra who did not want to be advised because for him what he did for Rafka was right.


“mas, instead of you saying why Rafka was upset and changed a little. I think that because of this attitude of yours, he already lacks affection because there are his sisters continue to be added les-les he who increasingly makes it far the same as us. I think this is the reason Rafka changed slightly” Adiba instead of going he went back to discuss the Rafka problem, because he remembered the attitude of his son that changed since he was busy taking care of his other children.


“Honey, we'll talk later. I'm busy right now, I have to see my business partner tomorrow. The problem of rafka we discuss another if only, maybe he just mengambek we buy toys when returning to Indonesia will definitely lash him missing. Already there you just slept” Rendra was so stubborn, he remained steadfast with his current attitude.


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Jeremy came to his brother's house, he who heard that the brother was out of the country and asked him to go to the house to look after his nephews made him and his wife come to visit even though there was his mother and father also in this house.


“Hai handsome calls om, eh Reva beautiful with sorry dear” exclaimed Jeremy who walked in along with his wife. She waved at her nieces on the living room carpet along with her mother and the sisters of the three babies.


“you're here?” ask Citra to her eldest son.


“He's the brother who told me to make Rafka. Rafka where ma?” jeremy replied, sitting on the floor next to Raihan. Ebgitu was also with Risa who was sitting.


“Duh Reva is getting puffed up anyway son,” squash Risa while holding Reva who is so puffy with hair d pigtails makes a five-six-month baby so adorable.


“Rafka still tutoring piano at her friend's house brother you” replied Citra.


“why is rafka there ma?” risa asked her in-laws.


“Home no piano, yes so he impress”


“Kakak this how the hell, tell his son tutoring but not in buyin piano. People money but no intention to buyin anak” protest Jeremy.


“So you haven't had time to buy Rafka piano, he's still busy”


“What is the use of the same phone money, just ask people can only work, children are not in mindin” dumel Jeremy who upset himself with the narrow mind of the brother.


“”Hussh, can't be. Brother Rendra is your sister” said Risa advising her husband.


“Yes endless, tuh people no thought at all”


“Already Jeremy, in front of small children do not nag much like that” reprimand Citra.


“Oh, Raiden want to be the same Om yes, here-here” said Jeremy and immediately raised Raiden who will crawl towards him.


“How many days in Paris ma?”


“It looks like just two days what three days there, the same trip became five days that but do not know with mama is not too clear”


“oh”


Jeremy was immediately preoccupied with Raiden, he kept teasing the baby and occasionally pooping his puffed cheeks.


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