Papa's Substitute for Altaf
Chapter 13 - meeting with Foa

Ratih swept his gaze over the location where he and Foa had met. On the side of the park near the fountain. Quite crowded. Until he had trouble finding a place.

"Said meet here, but rame very, mbak Foa has not yet?" Ratih muttered and then took out his cellphone. He asked Foa if he had arrived first or not. My dear there is no answer. Finally, Ratih concluded, that Foa has not come.

"The grandfather has not come yet, after all there are no mbak-mbak that make green clothes." He muttered again scanning the location.

"Hum, get there." Get Altaf to pull his mother's hand. The boy's hand pointed at the children's playground. Trainy looked there, not so much. There were only a few children who were playing and being accompanied by several adults.

"Yes, come on." Ratih followed, he thought Altaf would be bored if he just waited near the fountain. So there's no harm in following his son's will.

"You play until you're satisfied there. Mom wait here huh. Dare right?"

Altaf disrupts happy and steady. Then run to prosoton. There was a kid his age who was also playing. Train just pay attention. Connect with children so they easily blend and make friends.

Ratih picks up his phone again, typing a message if he waits in the children's play area.

["Mbak Foa, I'll wait here."]

Ratih sent a message as well as a photo of himself and the location where he waited for the editor. Then he put his phone back in the bag.

Ratih looked again at his son who had changed to play chases with other children. Ratih smiled to see it, now after moving from his in-laws house, Altaf became more carefree.

While Ratih was looking at his active son, a man suddenly sat down next to him. Look in the same direction. When he turned his head, he was surprised, a man in a white jacket sat beside him. Just look at it he knows the guy is handsome and clean skinned, nose pointed and eyes slightly narrow. Blushing lips, thick eyebrows and shimmering black hair. Looks very well groomed.

The man turned to Ratih, then smiled very kindly and sweetly. Adding to his good looks. Sontak made Ratih's heart beat fast.

'Astagfirlloh.' his inner immediately turned his face away as he met eye contact with the man.'Yeah, well, is that Jimin?'

'There's a lot of seats, why does he have to sit here? What if my shirt is torn because the heart is too tight jerking?' continued Ratih.

Ratih then turned to her again, the man still looked at her and revealed a smile.

'Stagfirstloh, Jimin....' Ratih held onto her cheek which felt warm.

'Wait, why is he smiling all the time? Does he like me? Ahh, no way, there's no way Jimin likes me.' thought Ratih again looking down at himself.

'Yes, shabby and dirty like me. Even though the treatment sits beside this stunning Jimin still makes me look like a wet cigarette butt... Don't GR ah.' thought Ratih again brushed off his brain that continues to monologue wildly.

Sitting next to a handsome and fragrant man like 'Jimin'. Making Ratih uncomfortable and inferior, even though he is now cleaner and tidy, it still makes Ratih not confident even if just sitting side by side.

Practice scratching his non-itchy nape. Then Ratih stood up, and walked over to his son.

'Really minder sitting on one bench with Jimin. Mending pretended to watch Altaf continue to move seats.' thought Ratih eyeing a chair close to his son playing swings.

"Altaf, be careful, don't be naughty with her friend." Excited Ratih as he walked and sat on the chair he had been looking for.

"Well, this is delicious." Muttered Ratih, "No longer need to stare at the same deck Jimin."

Ratih chuckled in shame. How surprised, Ratih, it turns out that si-Jimin also moved to sit next to him.

"Astaghfirullah...." Muttered was stunned.

'Strange, 'Ratih's mind began to dig. 'Why is he smiling from earlier. Don't tell me he's a stressed man... Aduuhh, stress bulls.'

'Go again...' Train to move again, he pulled out a bottle of drink."Altaf drink first."

His alibi to leave, yes offered Altaf a drink to seem reasonable. Then Ratih moved to another bench after giving Altaf a drink.

Trainly looked at the clock that was coiling on her arm. He's been waiting 30 minutes. Feeling strange, he finally reached into his bag, and checked his phone. Because since then I have not seen Mbak Foa who promised to meet him.

"Udah is read. Is it busy?" Muttered Ratih, he was again surprised by Jimin who again sat beside him.

'Astaghfirulloh.... This stress is people. Make fear aja.' thought Ratih bergidig horrified, his brain has been traveling will be in modusin various using good looks.'Now there are more scams using good looks.'

'I need to get out of here quickly. Pamit used to be the same as Foa. Later he nyariin again, I'm not here.' Inner Ratih again typing a message.

"Old old?"

Ratih turned his head, hearing Jimin invite him to speak. Jimin smiled again. "Have you waited a long time?"

'Fix, he's a villain who wants a modusin. Pretend to know when not.' Inner Ratih sure.'All right, I'll send Foa's brother before I leave.'

"Hey, what's the question?" The protest of the man who looks like Jimin was on Ratih who was even cool playing hp and pretending not to listen.

["Bak, it's still a long time?"]

["There's a strange handsome man following me, I'm afraid. Afraid she'll cheat or modusin me. It's the season right now, so, I go home first yeah, I'm scared.

["I think he's stressed too. Next time we'll find him."]

["Sorry again."]

["Train to go home first."]

Message sent. Practice breathing relief. While the man next to him reached into his jacket pocket and took his phone. He smiled amusedly as he looked at the flat object.

'No, it is clear he is if not stress yes impostor.' Inner Ratih begidig, hurry up from his seat.

"Altaf let's go home." Excited Ratih swinging his legs about to step. However, his hand was held back by the man. Ratih immediately turned his head to pull his hand, so scared.

"I've come here since, but you ran away." Said the man while showing him his phone, "You think I'm a stressed person who wants to modusin you huh?"

Ratih's mouth was gawking perfectly, looking at the flat screen that revealed the chat he had just sent.

'Pure... Dead lice....'

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