Bismillah
I go to Khalti. I knock and go home.
Me: Tata it's me.
Khalti: WELD EL KELB GET OUT OF HOME
I rush into the living room and see an elderly man who must be 43 years old, truck like that and Khalti, Tata, Yas' and Ani' pissed off. By tic, I frown.
Yas': WHO ALLOWS YOU TO COME HERE LIKE A FLOWER WHEN YOU ABANDONED US BEFORE OUR BIRTH. GET OUT WE DON'T WANT YOU HERE. YOU'RE NOBODY CLEAR.
There, I understood who this person was. I got angry right away. Even though I don't know him, but he has done too much harm to this family.
I return normal but upset, hiding it.
Me: Who is Khalti?
Khalti: The biological father of my children.
Sir: It's mine too.
Me: No I don't allow you to say that. A father would not leave his eldest son and his wife pregnant with twins. And leav
