[Two] Strategies to Seize People's Wives
Ozan's First Smile

The always cold and flat face now seemed radiant. The owner of the face smiled broadly displaying a row of white teeth. Dimples on his face add to the impression of sweet and handsome. No one expected that they would see the master who was usually like a monster and polar ice now smiled widely, sometimes also laughing.

"Wahh .. The helicopter is flying!" Ozan is monologuing himself. He was reluctant to go downstairs to play with Marcel. However, somehow the urge to go down was there.

Marcel asked his father to play. At first Ozan refused coldly, but he was still devastated when he saw the toy helicopter being flown by his wife's child.

The attempt to fly the plane failed. However, when the second experiment still failed, then the fourth experiment then the helicopter was flown properly by Ozan.

That's how Ozan, had a very dark childhood. Playtime alone does not have, sleep hours are controlled by his parents. Only four hours sleep, the rest study and study.

Can't play. If there is a toy in Ozan's room it will be destroyed by his parents.

"You must be our heir. Your life is different from the life of a child. Can't play much. Or else papa won't punish you."

The punishment given by his parents was truly terrible. Ozan is afraid of rebutting and can only obediently be a puppet of both his parents.

"Haha ... I can finally fly this helicopter" Ozan said in his laughter.

The senior servants who have served Ozan for decades are now moved. Unknowingly they shed tears, seeing that their master could smile as well.

Ozan's smile this time had no heavy burden. The stiff face now looked sweet.

"Finally ..The young master we took care of first can smile as well."

"If I die now I'm sincere. At least I can see the sweet smile of the boy I used to foster."

Different from the senior waiter. The waiter who had only been working for a few years was surprised.

"What's your head hit? Tumben today you smile and laugh?"

"Looks like you've had a beautiful dream so you can smile sweetly like that."

"Uwaa .. I did not expect that you have dimples so rarely smile."

"Now I know why you're always cold and stiff, because if you smile, sugar will be embarrassed because your smile is sweeter than it."

Many of them praised Ozan's good looks. Not a few who do not think that Ozan can smile. One of them took pictures of a smiling Ozan.

Gentle again on Marcel and Angel. The two humans were of different types and ages were stunned to see Ozan's smile. Angel gulped his saliva violently as his heart thumped. For a moment he forgot that his master was a monster that if angry could make someone's face destroyed.

"That's a human or a god? Why so handsome?" ask in the heart. The young girl held her chest that was pounding. He did not expect that Ozan could smile sweetly.

There is a sense of happiness in the heart, because it sees a man who was sick and silent in the room. Now he turned into a smiley gentleman.

Marcel was smiling. His eyes were teary, he was happy to see his father smiling. If only Ozan could smile every day. It is certain that his mother also lived peacefully without fear of the father.

Freya has always avoided Ozan, because when dealing with her husband. The woman must have had a heart injury or physical injury.

"If you were here, you would be surprised to see your dad smile" he murmured.

For a moment the world stopped revolving around Ozan. The sweet smile embedded in the man's face attracted attention around.

"If I used to have toys, I would have been able to fly this helicopter first without having to be taught by a child," Ozan said in his own memonolog.

"Why are you trying to play with my toy car?" marcel's bargain made Ozan turn his head towards him.

Then the man saw Marcel's expensive toy car walking like a car in a Western cartoon.

Inner child Ozan thrashed. Without a second thought he nodded his head quickly. He also wants to play with the car.

Counting down today she satisfied her inner child. I hope both of his parents don't know this.

"I hope they don't come today" Ozan murmured praying that his parents wouldn't come.

"Can. How to play?" Ozan asked after stopping flying the toy helicopter.

Angel immediately took it from Ozan's hands, because the man wanted to play a toy car.

"This is the on off button. This upward arrow to advance the car. Down arrow to rewind, right and left arrow to turn right and left."

Marcel told his father about his car. Reversed right? Ozan should have taught Marcel.

But what can I do? Ozan's life is not as colorful as Marcel's. The man is like black. Dark and dark.

"OKAY. It seems easier" Ozan replied and followed Marcel's direction.

"Waw ... his car was advancing faster than I expected," he murmured softly still heard by Angel and Marcel.

They both look at each other. Angel approached the foster child, then whispered softly.

"You really don't know how to play?" ask Angel quietly in Marcel's ear.

Marcel replied with a soft voice that only Angel could hear.

"I just found out, too, brother. If you don't know how to play. Don't adults know more about children's toys than children themselves?"

Marcel whispered softly. Angel nodded her head quickly. He agreed with Marcel.

Ozan is too mysterious for all of them. The man was like a trap box that when opened inside there was a box again and again. So that they can not easily know the contents in it.

"Waw .. Who bought this toy?" ozan's asking Marcel made the boy stunned.

"Father," answered Marcel briefly.

Ozan raised his eyebrows next door. He pointed at himself. Very confused, because he never bought Marcel a toy.

"I? When?" the question no longer knows.

"Papa once gave me a black card to buy all the toys I like."

Marcel answered honestly to make Ozan remember the incident a few weeks ago. Where his hand first hit Marcel hard.

Tucked the guilt in his heart. However, he tried to dismiss it because it was like the teachings of his parents. If guilty, they must be punished.

Marcel was disturbing himself who had just come home from work and tired of being slapped by his father.

Ozan's unstable emotions put the man out of control and hit Marcel.

Still his conscience revolted saying that Ozan should not beat a child.

The man chose to whistle to cover up his guilt, then said.

"Next time don't bother me!"

Marcel nodded his head obediently making Ozan smile faintly.

"Alright, change your clothes. Today you make me happy, so I have to give you a gift." Ozan gives Marcel orders making the boy smile brightly.

"Where are we going, Pa?"

"Whatever you want" Ozan replied, making Marcel embrace his waist.

"Thank you, Papa." Then the boy ran to his room leaving Ozan, who was struck with a red face.

"Father fever? How's her face red?" angel asked innocently to make Ozan cluck.

"You change clothes too! We'll go together!" tell Ozan to re-install ferocious mode.

"Good, sir."

Angel was immediately scared and ran to her room.

Ozan breathed a heavy sigh.

"I need to be able to control my emotions so as not to hurt her again" Ozan mumbled slowly remembering Marcel.

He didn't want the boy to feel the same. Ozan was unaware that someone had secretly called someone else to tell him what happened today.

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