Papa's Substitute for Altaf
Chapter 15 - Substitute

In the silence of Altaf sleeping on Ratih's lap. That afternoon after the first meeting with the editor turned out to be a man who looked like Jimin. Foano escorted Ratih back home.

There was no meaningful conversation between them. There was no debate like the first time we met. Maybe because of the effect of the excitement of Sorang Jimin attached to Foano.

Now, Rati feels ordinary. Only shame is left.

"May I ask?"

"Please."

"Why didn't you say anything when I called you Ma'am?" The thing that most made Ratih curious from the beginning was that.

Foano cheered a small smile.

"I just want to make you comfortable. Name and gender are not important, as long as you are comfortable communicating with me. No problem with the name you use. From the beginning, my only goal was to get your writing up on the platform."

Ratih was silent in his mind.

"I just want to help. That's all."

'really, he just wants to help. Don't think too much about Ratih.' thought Ratih.

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["No message from you."]

Ratih stared at the screen. He breathed long.

["Are you having no trouble today?"]

Two messages from Foa, keeping him glued. Honestly, after knowing Foa a man made Ratih feel reluctant to just send weightless messages like before.

Not because I feel lied to. Because basically it is Ratih who has misunderstood. It is he who keeps thinking that Foa is a woman, without asking first. It felt very awkward and uncomfortable.

Ratih is also afraid, if later he falls in love and only in play. She still remembers how Indra treated her ex-husband. There are still scars there.

'He with all his advantages. I'm afraid I'll get caught up in his charms even if he doesn't intend to. It is better to keep your distance.' thought Ratih is still quite self-aware and wants to enjoy the solitude more.

Shortly because Ratih did not also send a reply when Ratih had read a message from Foano. The phone vibrated, a sign of a call coming in. Surprised, Foano now makes a video call. Things he never did before.

Train confused between ignoring it or lifting it there.

"If I don't pick up later he thinks things up, if I pick up, I feel uncomfortable too." Gumam Ratih worried about weighing.

"Mother.... That's how the phone sounds?" Altaf asked who suddenly entered the room and looked at his mother.

Ratih's son approached and saw the hape screen in Ratih's hand.

"Oohh, papa!" He exclaimed in excitement, immediately pressed accept and took over hp from his mother's hands.

"Father! Papa!" Altaf exclaimed with the hand he waved on the screen. There, Foano greeted with a wave of his hand and a smile on his handsome face.

("Hay... Altaf!") Jimin, uh, Foano, who is similar to Jimin, is said to have a cheerful voice following Altaf.

"Papa, when are you gonna have Altaf play again?" Babe Altaf sat next to his mother.

("Later on, if Altaf had eaten the same meal.")

"Altaf has eaten."

("Oohh, have you? That Bobo?")

Altaf shook his coconut, not forgetting the sweet lips to the front make anyone anxious to see it.

("Yes, Altaf bobok first, papa later play with me if Altaf was awake. Where's mom?")

"What is pa? Wake up later Altaf in ajakin play."

("Yes, which mother?")

Altaf thrusting a hape at his mother. And still waiting. Ratih cleared his throat, in order to neutralize his unwavering chest and make sure the voice is not discordant. 'Eeehh, why also I must kek gini.'batin Ratih wonder himself.

"Yes?"

("Kok Altaf picked up the phone?") Foano's face looks full of the phone screen.

"Ma.mmm..."

("Babies?")

"Yes. Look at the hape keep on dumb."

"Iiihh, you're Altaf. I'm not bengong. Just diem just now." Elak Ratih but instead admitted, aware of it his face immediately warmed.

Foano.

"Why call? Ordinary also chat." said Ratih to divert the conversation.

("My chat policy is not in reply, but online.") Jimin kw spoke while scratching his eyebrows with his index finger. In the distance there was a woman's voice.

("Papa, where's Cika's brush?")

Foano turned and shouted from his place.

("In a normal place dear.")

("Nothing!")

("Search!") Foano is seen standing with his hp. From the camera that highlights from under his chin, looks the face of Jimin kawe dazzling.

("Other workers.")

"If you're busy connect another time." Said Ratih felt he had a chance to end the phone call.

("No. It's just Cika again getting a brush.")

"Who is pa?" Altaf Kimpal

"Shhh, don't go to Altaf. I'm closed, yeah." Ratih whispered but was still heard by Foa, who was smiling.

("When papa's son, Altaf. Brother Cika.")

("Say Hay used to be Cika's sister.")

From there seemed a girl in her 10s waving with a smile on her pretty face. From the camera seen in front of Foa.

("Hay!")

"Hay Cika's sister." Altaf's voice returned a hand to the camera.

("Who pa?") The girl's slow voice looked up at Foa.

("Other father's son.") Reply Foa in a slow tone.

"Udah yes pa, Altaf wants to bob." Altaf's voice followed his mother's whisper.

("Yes Altaf bobo's a good one.")

Kututut...

"Not even in matiin anyway?" Foano muttered to see the screen hp has changed."have not been chatting as well."

"Who's hayoo? He said work? How about being another papa's son?" Toda Cika mentowel the arms of the papa with the tip of the brush accompanied by a seductive grin.

"Yes work Ms, this is the author papa, the adopted child." Obviously Foano ruffled her daughter's hair.

"What true? since when did you take care of a direct writer?"

Foano smiled at his son's clearly doubtful speech.

"so why did he call me papa?"

"MMM... Altaf's father and mother were separated, and Altaf never saw his father again. Papa pity him Miss."

Cika.

"So papa's a niihh replacement...."

Foano widened the corners of her lips upwards hearing the tearing from her daughter.

"You want a surrogate mama?"

Seriate....