*Bab eror, sedang direvisi.)
Lihat, suka, beli.
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"Why can't you understand Tara, Dad? I'm your son, right?" Tara stopped walking, her body turned to face her father.
"Yes son, you also have to understand the position of Father! It is impossible for father to pass the responsibility on to your brother!"
Tara shook her head. "Since Mother's gone, everything has changed!" he said. He raised his hand and rubbed his face, taking a deep breath. "Tara will think again, Dad. But now I need to be alone!"
Rafael sighed and then released his grip on his eldest son, letting Tara turn and walk away from the house they had been living in.
