ANGEL DUST got married and became a father to a son who is an exact copy of him, but a little different. BLOOSEAN is a Daddy's boy A playful boy who is good at gambling. Everyone loves him. But doesn't support anything related to personal freedom that supports human rights in any way. Not racist but a bit conservative, loves adventure But his illness sometimes prevents him from many activities Because He suffers from diabetes. One ordinary day, the school called Angel Dust. To tell him that his son had suddenly fainted during class. It was only a few minutes until Angel Dust arrived at the school looking for his son’s class. When he found it and entered, he went to his son and said to him while gently rubbing his back and very slowly made his son’s back align with the back of the chair

ANGEL DUST: Bloosean sweetie?... Can you hear me baby?

Bloosean answered with great hesitation, his voice showing that he felt heavy and dizzy and could not even lift his head.

BLOOSEAN: mmmghm

Angel dust gently took out a small box of wet tissues from his pocket and wiped his son's face with a tissue. As soon as he finished, he knelt on one foot and took out from his other pocket a small bag containing a diabetes injection , a small bottle of insulin, a glucometer, and cotton. He put the bag on the table and took out the blood sugar meter and measured the level and found that it was very low. After finishing, he took the injection and opened the insulin bottle. Before he inserted the needle into his son’s skin, he carefully held his son’s arm and lifted his arm sleeve and sprayed the area with an alcohol solution and wiped it with a piece of cotton Then he gently inserted the needle and injected the insulin into his son Which made his son groan a little. After finishing and after about ten minutes had passed, Bloosean opened his eyes and looked around a little around his father, the ceiling , the teacher and the students, then he returned to his father and said to him in a tired voice

BLOOSEAN:..... Dad.... what are you doing here?... Wait....don't say I fainted again...

Angel dust gently started rubbing his son's cheek and nodded yes while his other hand was holding his son's hand.

BLOOSEAN:.... Oh dang it.... Not again... I hated it

Meanwhile, Angel Dust sat next to his son and said to him,

ANGEL DUST: but hey... I brought you some Delicious snacks. And guess what?

BLOOSEAN: I have permission to leave school and go home. I know, I know. I memorized that. There is nothing new or exciting about it anymore.

Angel Dust chuckled with pain and fatherly emotion as he hugged his son and kissed his forehead and said to him

ANGEL DUST: Well you are very smart, aren't you? But no.... In fact, you can invite one of his friends to stay with you tonight.

After he understood what his father said to him, his eyes widened and he smiled and said to him

BLOOSEAN: really?... I can?

ANGEL DUST: sure why not.... But only one because I'm not ready for a tribe to trample and break my house over my head.

Upon hearing that, Bloosean laughed lightly and nodded in agreement and said to his father,

BLOOSEAN: Lucky for you, I can't stand crowded meetings as well.

At home, everything was prepared, including decorations, cakes, and sweets. At that moment, Bloosean sat next to his father and said to him

BLOOSEAN: can i tell you who i want to Invite him to stay with me tonight?

Angel Dust turned to his son as he rearranged the diabetes medications in one of the drawer on the lamp table that's near his son's bed. While saying

ANGEL DUST: uh huh?... Who