Preview : My son went to heaven when he was six years old.
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Arga imagines the baby will be born without a father. The baby will play only with Reza alone. There is no family and they will live with all the limitations. Arga sighed softly.
The man then looked down and rubbed his face roughly. Arga closed his eyes for a moment imagining the face of his mother who had been sobbing because she knew the problem he was currently experiencing.
His mother knows very well how a mother feels, so Arga's mother wants Arga to take responsibility. Arga is very difficult to accept and carry out the decisions that Rukmono's parents and also want. Arga can't. Even the image of Jani crying was now replaying in his mind again. Arga grabbed his hair and also cursed.
"Damn it!" cursed Arga.
