The Successor of the Family
So then?

"How, Alan? Do you want to come back to the house? All decisions are in your hands. Mother will also come if you are," asked Andre.

Andre has repeatedly asked and persuaded Alan to come home. But from then on Alan just kept quiet and let Andre babble. Though Andre was waiting for an answer from Alan so that he could immediately re-assemble with the others.

"I never asked you to stay with Alan. If you really want to come home, please go ahead. Anyway here Alan just wants to find peace. The house in question is a place to live warm, safe, and full of comfort," said Alan with a straight look forward.

"Was the house there? It was Alan rich stranger who just hitchhiked living there," he said with a chuckle.

Hearing Alan's words made Andre immediately speechless. Though there are brothers and grandmothers and grandfathers, but it seems like Alan is still uncomfortable. He believes that Alan actually only needs a father figure who is able to hear and protect him.

"That's Alan's house, where you're hitchhiking. Alan, you know that this papa is not a good father or head of the family. Don't take papa's example, son. Come back to us, help papa so as not to be emotional and can share the same affection with all of you" said Andre with his own gaze trying to persuade Alan.

Alan looked into Andre's eyes which looked solemn in them. But there was a speck of frustration there that made Alan sigh a little.

Grepp...

Andre just hugged Alan who was still staring at him. Alan gasped in shock at Andre's treatment. It was rare for this Andre to hug her like this. Even this hand he hardly ever felt. Alan closed his eyes enjoying the strange rumble that had penetrated his heart.

"I'm sorry... Excuse me... Papa's face is already bonyok. You want to make papa rich again so I can forgive papa?" whispered Andre in a hoarse voice as it held back the cry.

"Alan sorryin papa," said Alan Lirih then returned Andre's embrace.

Alan was crying in Andre's arms as well as the grown man. The two of them expressed feelings that had been hidden. Even Alan hit Andre's back to release any sense of tightness in his chest.

"Alan is also papa's son. Why are you choosing love? Why are you more concerned with the others? Alan also wanted to be asked how the school was? What's going on today? Papa also rarely hugged Alan," said Alan complaining about the attitude of his father.

"Papa never wanted to hear Alan's explanation before acting. Alan didn't mean to say anything about Arnold's brother. If possible, Alan was the one who got hit from his brother protecting his sister." he continued crying.

Andre who heard that felt guilty about what he did. He thought Alan was an adult and didn't want to be hugged like Arnold. It turns out Alan is still a child who needs more hugs and attention.

"I'm sorry, papa. Please reprimand papa if you start neglecting to give love to you. Just hit your papa's head to wake up as soon as possible. If you play with your hands again, beat up papa." pinta Andre to his son.

"Later Alan became a bad boy if papa continued to argue," said Alan who was still crying a lot in his papa's arms.

"Now dong. This is papa asking. Some of you who are evil are like you. Sorry papa, son. Let's start again from the beginning and papa will try to be closer to the other children as well. Kaya papa is too busy working too to forget everything," said Andre who then let go of his embrace.

Andre and Alan stared at each other with eyes that were already flooded with tears. Even Andre instantly wiped away the tears that still flowed on both of Alan's cheeks. This child is very funny especially his face reddened because after crying.

"duh... His face is funny, red. Rich newborn," said Andre, chuckling softly.

"Alan was cute, funny, and handsome from birth. Nothing can beat Alan's good looks" Alan said with confidence.

Alan chuckled softly at the joking papa. There was a strange feeling in his heart as he looked at the other side of Andre. Nadia who had seen the interaction of the two, her eyes were already glazed. He did not expect after the jotos shootout even they are now better.

"Thank you, God. Hopefully there are no more severe problems that can destroy our family life" muttered Nadia.

Nadia immediately approached the two and hugged Andre and Alan tightly. Andre and Alan were shocked by a hug they suddenly felt. Both of them looked directly at the person who was hugging him.

"Good and get along with both of you. Mother dear to you both," said Nadia.

"Alan also loved mother," said Alan who immediately returned the embrace of the mother.

"Papa's darling, right?" ask Andre.

"Yes, dear papa who is disobedient with his son" said Alan.

Andre was not angry at all to hear the words from Alan. Instead Andre immediately hugged his wife and youngest child. Andre is very happy because he can now hug two people who he loves very much.

"Less grandmother, grandfather, Brother Arnold, Brother Nara, and Brother Bel this" said Andre.

"Less Uncle Frank, Grandma Hulim, and Fikri as well" Alan added.

"Opal and Rivan as well" Andre said.

Hearing that, Alan let go of his embrace. He looked at Andre who was smiling meaningfully. Alan knew what the papa meant.

"Opal did Rivan's brother come home from a far country?" alan asked with a curious look.

"Yes. They're coming home, waiting to see you. But unfortunately now Rivan's a bitch. Yesterday papa was picked up on an ontel bike," said Andre complained about Rivan's behavior.

"Ontel bike? How come?" ask Nadia.

"No idea about the child. Pick up people can use a motorbike or a car, uh this is on an ontel bike. It's weird, it's like Alan." Andre said, shaking his head.

Alan who heard that immediately smiled enthusiastically. In his brain he had thought of doing something with Rivan and Naufal. He is sure that the combination of the three will make a noise at home. He can't wait to meet them.

"So you guys want to go home with papa?" andre suddenly switched the conversation.

"How's Alan? Mother goes how Alan is. You are not likely to be far from Alan," said Nadia staring at her son who was still silent.