
"Dad.." excited Misca when she reached the entrance of her father's shop.
Athar raised his head, hearing a voice he knew so well, a voice he longed for so much.
"Honey" Athar said spontaneously, when his daughter was very close to him.
"Dad, Misca kangen Daddy"
The father and son then hugged releasing a passionate longing, although never revealed in fact before going to bed Athar always remembered his daughter in the lonely nights.
"Dad is also dear" said Athar, the river that begat finally broke as well, Athar could not express how happy he was.
"Where is Mother, Misca who is here ?" athar asked, because from his vision he did not see Shirleen.
"Sama Bi Ipah" Misca replied pointing to the maid who was not far from him.
"I Pah Tuan.." said Ipah.
"Ah yes, I am Athar his father Misca, did his mother not bring him here ?" ask Athar again.
"No sir" replied Ipah.
"Why ?"
"I can't give you an answer to that ?" answer the pag again.
"Can I ask you something ?"
"Please Mr"
"How's Shirleen doing, is she okay ?"
"I can't give an answer outside of my job"
"Heehh" sighed heavily "Actually who are you, just the nanny right, why is it formal, anyways just tell me what the reason, good bad is all I'm going to just ask" upset Athar, actually he just wanted to ask why Shirleen did not take Misca, and how her ex-wife was doing, nothing more and it felt like the maid did not need to behave as if working for a noble family.
"Dad, Mommy is taking care of the baby's sister at home, so can't come here" said Misca, lucky that such a small child is smart to read the situation.
"Well, just tell me what is difficult" Athar told Ipah.
"What do you want to eat ? Let me make this special for my dear father" Athar asked Misca.
"Eemm want a grilled sausage, Misca want it ?"
"Ready in five minutes princess"
Misca sat on the chair with Ipah, her eyes not off looking at her father, a sadness clearly visible on her face.
"What's up Non" asked Ipah.
"Bi, it seems true what Mother said, Daddy seems very busy working" said Misca.
"It is important that Non has met Non's father" replied Ipah soothingly.
"Yes Bi"
"You've dared to play games with me Roy ?" jason asked when Roy was in his room, Roy had just come to the office this morning, he was immediately asked to see his Young Master who said there were things to ask.
"No Young Master"
What else is this, didn't I do nothing wrong, even I had to go home at seven o'clock last night to replace it with a meeting with colleagues.
"What are you daydreaming about ? Dreaming of your mistakes ?"
"Yes, Young Master"
"Let me tell you, your fault is marrying the fox" Jason said.
"I mean Young Master Shakira" said Roy, he had not even told her about his marriage yet but her Young Master already knew first.
"Had admitted it" Jason said.
Roy is flabbergasted he has just indirectly admitted his marriage to Shakira.
"That cunning fox has been fiddling with your phone, you know" Roy explained.
"What ?" confused Roy.
"Where did Roy go that knew everything ?"
Fucking wife laknat...
"I'm sorry Young Master"
"Heh, sorry you said"
Yes sorry, then what should I do Young Master ?
"You don't like working with me anymore, Roy ?"
"No young master"
"No ???"
"Like Young Master, I still want to work with Young Master"
"It's..." Jason threw a brown envelope right in Roy's face, and Roy had to catch it quickly, making Roy's guts instantly shrivel, not knowing what would happen to him this time.
Spinning back the footage as Young Master Jason questioned him in the basement that time, the Boss also threw a file right in his face.
"Is this Young Master ?" Roy asked spontaneously.
"A Roy would never ask even if it contained a knife that would kill him" haughty Jason.
Slowly Roy opened the brown envelope, his eyes rounded when he found the results.
"Ma, Papa is really sorry, Jason does not even want to see papa anymore" said Mr. Adrian, currently he is complaining about his fate to his wife.
Since the incident at Jason's house at that time, Jason never even wanted to see him again even though it was for a working relationship though.
"Come on, Jason said he just needed time" said Mama Mila to calm her husband.
"Yes but when is Ma ?"
"Pa... If Papa can not wait to deal with it, then everything will be useless, papa's apology or regret for what ? Papa realized that this all happened because Papa, Papa who has made Jason change" upset Mama Mila, her husband was impatient when he thought everything that happened was his fault.
"Ma, how to say it again" protested Mr. Adrian.
"Keep Mama has to say what ? Pa Jason is already difficult in form since Papa took his childhood, do not think he became obedient he can not attack papa after the big, have been saying since long time ago do not be too hard, he's our son" said Mama Mila again.
"But Papa always says, don't spoil her too much, I just do what I can, she's my son ten years of waiting for us" said Mama Mila, although she loved her son very much but unfortunately since long ago she could not fight the will of her husband.
"All has happened Ma" said Mr. Adrian.
"Yes everything has happened, Papa knows, Mr. Fred even almost died for Jason, papa thinks the boy can be controlled easily, now what ?"
Mr. Adrian was astonished, how could Mr. Fred also give up facing his son.
"Let him do all he wants, counsel him well, if he wants to change then as hard as the human heart is still a soft and weak heart, it will not be a stone"
Mama Mila then left her husband alone in the room, she was always sad if reminded of her son.
My son is an adult, has been able to take his own steps, even though it feels like these eyes have just seen how he fell when learning to walk.
This hand seemed to have just yesterday accompanied his small steps.
Now he is an adult, as if most know where his life will be taken.
The one I always look forward to, I can't seem to stand it if he stays away like this, strengthen me God...
The way he talked, the way he said hello was no longer as warm as before, everything we did seemed to hurt him a lot.
How can, how can this self stop crying, my son, I held him first, I was the first to hug him, kiss him affectionately, give him love, my Jason is grown.
Jason, if you can forgive us, although there is still pain can you go back to how you used to, this hand misses rubbing your shoulder slowly, miss hugging you.
If you can, your mother is really not pushy, only if you can son, you know how sick you feel, you understand.
He pondered to himself in Jason's room, crying in silence, which mother's heart would not hurt to see the change in attitude towards his son, he could say hello to Jason talking ordinary even at a glance nothing changed from Jason who used to, but he knew that warmth was only deliberately made by his son was not really sincere from the heart, but he knew that the warmth was only deliberately made by his son was not really sincere, just to make the distance that is already far no longer getting away.
Seriate...
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