Papa's Substitute for Altaf
Chapter 14 - Beyond suspicion

Foanoita Room.

White-skinned, narrow-eyed handsome man is very suitable to be a Korean opa, far different from Ratih who is more inclined to unnie canned. Haha.. Othor joking.

Ratih sat unsettled, because, all this time he thought Foa was a woman, when viewed from his name, Foanoita Zai, should be a woman. But, why before him is a man, perfect sharp from the visual side, making Ratih inferior to the form of himself that has not been transformed perfectly. Very inversely proportional to the man sitting next to him now.

"Sorry, if I want you." Said Mbak Foa, ah, salah mas Foa,

Ratih just kept quiet, he glanced at the man who was restoring his hair back. Behind his white jacket, he's wearing a green t-shirt. According to the mentioned features. Ratih closed his eyes patting his own eel. The behavior of the coach actually made Foa review an amused smile.

"Why with you?"

"No." Said Ratih while standing up.

'Geez, I'm so uncomfortable being around her, how is this? I can't go with reason that there's business. Because I've already confirmed that my time is very free. Haaahh, yes aampuunn... Why should he be male.' Inner Ratih lamented his misunderstanding.

How could he just think if Foa a woman without asking first. He even told her a lot about personal things with him even the size of underwear he had talked to Foa. The shame is that he remembers that now.

"Oh my God, I'd love to drown myself at the bottom of the lake." Mumbled Train quietly to himself. Banging his head on the side support wall he sat down.

As he banged his head there he sensed there was a softer barrier. Ratih glanced towards that thing, there was a hand there. He then turned his head in the opposite direction, where Foa was.

"Didn't your head hurt you benturine like that?"

Ratih's face warmed up, too,

"I just, don't want my head writer to be whiffy about it." Throw it out while pulling back his hand.

"Haha.... I've been whipping around a long time." Laughter very frowned.

Foa smiled very sweetly, as a normal woman, of course Ratih was pounding. Maybe because of the handsome guy sitting next to her. Until it gets more wrong.

Foa's hand moved pointing at his chest.

"Here, just clash here. More cushioned, but sturdy, and more comfortable."

The face of the coach is getting warmer. Maybe it's already very red.

'Why is this guy even joking around who makes a baper. Basic, handsome guy, really gosting pathetic woman like me.' Ratih stood up straight from his seat, he called out to Altaf.

"Altaf? You want a drink, son?"

Ratih rushed over to Altaf, of course that was just the reason. It was awkward and uncomfortable to be next to that handsome guy with a face like Jimin. His heart would continue to be pumped without him being able to control it. Just make it limp.

'This is very much the same saucy person.' Inner Ratih complained to himself. Shame, wrong behavior, and feeling inferior. That's how he feels.

After giving Altaf a drink, Ratih did not return to his seat, he was still standing staring at his son, Altaf who was still busy playing. Train tried to neutralize his racing heart and body that gave a different response. Unexpectedly, Foa actually approached and stood nearby with his hands folded in the chest.

"Yaa ammpunn.. Why this guy? If it's nearby I feel like a mop surrounded by Prada and cenel." Ratih muttered trying to step away. But his arm was held by Foa.

Ratih looked down, it was very afraid to see the handsome face of the man who became his editor. Fear is more fascinated while increasing the level of sensitivity.

"Sit yuk, stand tired right?" Invite Foa to pull Ratih's body and take him to sit on the bench not far from Altaf play.

"A nimble altaf huh?"

"He also looks happy."

"Of course, his name is also children, playing with other children is certainly happy."

Foa smiled slightly, he walked over to Altaf, at first the boy hesitated a little, but Foa was so good at taking the boys' hearts that he mingled and played together. Train just looked at them.

'Well, people with physical advantages are easier to accept than those who don't.' thought Ratih still kept staring at his son Altaf who was struggling on Foa.

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"Father!"

Ratih's eyes widened to hear Altaf calling the man next to him now called papa.

"Papa, will you stay with us?"

Foa glanced at Ratih with a smile on his face, making Ratih's face warm up. Shame is also Altaf carelessly mention Foa Papa, later even thought he was too loud. Ratih's mind feels uncomfortable. Still vividly remembered in his memory, Zaki's reaction would be when Altaf called him Dad. And the guy doesn't like it.

"Altaf, why carelessly call om Foa papa. No! Can't." Protests with prohibition.

How can Altaf call the man he just met not even a day it's called papa. Altaf pursed his lips.

"Leave it. His name is also children. Is it Al?"

Altaf nodded approvingly still with his pouting face.

"Can't! It will become a habit." Said Ratih quickly, afraid that he would be misunderstood by his editor."Don't just say papa the same as om Foa. okay?"

"Altaf wants to play with dad. But Altaf's father doesn't exist." Altaf replied sadly with plain round eyes. "Nobody wants to be Altaf's father."

Ratih feels sorry for Altaf, who may not know if his father and mother have separated. And Indra doesn't even care about Altaf anymore.

"Ayah Indra does not care about Altaf anymore. Never played with Altaf." The small Altaf speech that made Ratih pause for a moment and bit her lips.

In divorce, the child is always the victim. But sticking to toxic relationships and inhumane treatment from her ex-husband's family is not easy and will certainly have a bad impact on her child.

"Altaf still has a mother." Said Ratih with a forced smile stroking Altaf's head.

"Altaf wants to have papa?" Asked Foa suddenly, Altaf nodded slowly.

"Call papa." Foa pointed to himself.

The reflex made Ratih stare at her.

"Papa." Altaf voice girang.

"Altaf!" exclaim Ratih with a tone of objection.there is a bad taste to Foa.

"May ya buk." Pinta Altaf looked at her mother's face with a pity.

"Leave it, I also have a daughter. I understand how Altaf feels losing papa. Don't burden him with prohibition. I don't mind, Altaf's still a kid." Reveal Foa with a smile that makes Ratih more uncomfortable.

Seriate...