Papa's Substitute for Altaf
Chapter 29's

Indra intercepted one of the residents dressed in batik who had just come out of the house of Bu Rohmah. Out of curiosity he asked.

"Sorry, that's Miss Rohmah's house, what's the matter?" Ask Indra curiously.

"Oohh, that? There's another show."

"Master?" Indra was astonished.

"Yes, Rohmah's daughter, Ratih..."

The deg! The heart of the senses seems to stop beating. Strange, even though he already has no relationship with Ratih, but knowing Ratih is being applied does not seem to accept. There is a sense of loss in Indra's heart.

At the end of the alley seemed to be a motorcade approaching, Indra's spring pulled over in a rather dark spot. He wanted to see who the man who had proposed to Ratih was.

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"Lad..."

Foano turned his head to his girl who was staring with seductive eyes while on the way to Ratih's house.

"Why nervous?"

"Shut up!" Foano answered his clothes. The handsome man who looks like Jimin, wearing a batik dress in a tosca pattern in line with the clothes that Ratih wears tonight.

It was true, Foano was nervous at the time. But he continued to neutralize his feelings and nervousness along with the distance that was getting closer to Ratih's house.

The group that Foano brought, only five of his relatives of course did not include Cika. Since Foano's father and mother were gone, Foano only invited his uncle and aunt. With two of his co-workers.

The motorcade of Foano vehicles arrived in front of Ratih's house. Dashingly Foano walked with the group with some of their luggage. A warm welcome from the host slightly reduces Foano's nervousness.

The event was started, a little stale and guyonan that was thrown by the RT chairman sir melted the atmosphere. Foano's nervousness disappeared. Funny, this isn't the first time he's proposed to a woman. Aahh, indeed, this is the first time she has proposed to a widow.

Altaf was not calm, busy walking here and there. And lastly sat on the lap of his papa, Foano. After Cika had attracted and adored the four-year-old.

"Eehh, where is this the bride-to-be? Who's in the room hasn't even been seen?" It's always the wrong neighbor, Ms. Rohmah.

Soon Ratih came out from the inside of the house. With a smile that expands adds a beautiful face that is covered in makeup. Wearing polararu and subordinates that are in line with the one Foano wears.

The handsome man who looked like Jimin smiled, his eyes could not be separated staring at the woman he was talking about. After the two exchanged chirps. And the show was over, Foano and the party.

Outside the house a little hidden, Indra looked at the handsome man holding Altaf. The child that suddenly made him miss very much. Though all this time he never cared about it, even just visiting and seeing it was not. Indra's son is now growing up without her. Indra's tears are dripping.

The woman he had been in vain was now smiling happily with the man who was holding Altaf. The woman he used to despise now looked beautiful and graceful. The woman who once left is now paired with the man who raised his woman.

Indra's eyes began to blur and dew. Staring at Altaf who was smiling widely with his sister-to-be.

"I'm sorry, son, I abandoned you. Forgive Altaf's father..." Lirih Indra sobbed in the darkest corner where she hid from the happy family.

Indra walked into Tiara's house with gontai.

"Assynoltom..."

"From my mother's house." Answer Indra.

He looked at Tiara. Remembering the time he was still with Ratih, his ex-wife always helped him take off his shoes every time he came home from work . Help her take off her work clothes and prepare warm water for her bath. Ratih used to be very attentive to her. Very different from his wife now.

"Mas want a drink? Let Tia make it. Ehh, but mas kan abis from the mother's house, must have been the meaning of ma drink ya." Tiara looked back for a moment and then looked back at Tivi. Indra could only sigh patiently.

The day passed, Indra suddenly felt a very longing for Altaf. Want Indra to meet his only son. That day was Sunday, Indra was off work and intended to visit the house of Ratih to invite Altaf to play.

"Where are you going?"

"To mother's house first. Wanna come?"

"Mam's house? Don't want ah, then ask for more money with Tia." Answer Tia lazily.

"Yes already." Intentionally Indra said she wanted to go to her mother's house, so that Tiara would not come. Usually berabe if his wife knows he went to Ratih's house to meet with Altaf.

"Mas go first."

"Yes, don't be long."

After saying goodbye, Indra immediately pulled the gas lever of his motorbike towards Ratih's house with great joy. Although Ratih has been proposed and will soon be married. Indra is Altaf's father. There was no way that Ratih would forbid him from meeting Altaf. The shadow of Altaf who was happy to see his arrival made Indra's smile expand along the way.

Indra stopped at the red light intersection, waiting for him to look around. On the left side of the street is a toy store. Indra smiled, remember he never once bought Altaf a toy. He felt sad and very sorry. He turned his bike to the toy store. Choose a car for 35k.

"Altaf must love this." Indra Gumam.

Indra motorbike stopped in front of Ratih's house. There were two cars parked there. One he believes belongs to Ratih, while the other, Indra does not know.

There was laughter coming from inside the house. Then came Ratih and Cika. His ex-wife was stunned to see Indra on the porch of the house.

"Mas Indra?"

"Right train..." Indra's voice was a little awkward. Seeing Ratih now look more beautiful than before. In addition, the woman was wearing a bergo hijab with a pink dress. Making the woman more beautiful, Indra's heart continues to be racing fast.

"What's up here, man?"

"Altafs... I miss Altaf tih...."

Ratih laughed scornfully, where have you been all this time? How are you going now?"

"Sorry..."

"Udah forgot Altaf's cake as you did." Continue to Train again, with a tone of dislike.

"Happy... Altaf is handsome yet?" Babe Altaf from inside the house ran forward and showed himself to the mother."Altaf wears the same clothes and papa." Continue to chatter more and more make Indra feel pain. Someone else has become his father.

"Altrust..."