
Anna had just stepped down from her room when she was shocked when she saw the bustle in the garden behind her house. Curious he immediately stepped his foot there to see what was going on. In the back garden Anna could see some workers cleaning the place. Anna recognized most of the workers except one. And Anna slightly frowned as she observed the person. The man looked a little different because of his less than perfect body shape. Even so the person seemed to be moving quite nimble despite his limited circumstances.
Anna was a little surprised when her mother came and distracted her.
"What is it, baby?" ask lady Sarah.
Instead of answering her mother's question Anna asked back out of curiosity.
"What are they doing?" point Anna at the workers in front of her.
"Oh.. Papa you want to make a mini playground for the Sultan.." explained mistress Sarah with a smile.
Anna smiled at the attention and affection of her father to her son.
"But isn't it excessive ma?"
"Of course it's not a pity, because it's possible that Adit will soon get married and have children." said Sarah's mistress lightly who surprised Anna.
"Indeed Adit already have a candidate ma?" asked Anna who did not expect that her little sister already had a partner.
"Not yet, but who knows..maybe suddenly your bad brother came home with his future wife.." said mistress Sarah while chuckling.
Yes, Anna's young marriage made her and Mr. Bram would not mind if their only son was to marry young. Most importantly Adit is ready mentally and financially to get married. Because all they want is the happiness of all their daughters' sons.
"Mama... make me surprised. I think Adit is still too young ma..."
"Ck.. You yourself are also married young darling.and the proof is that you are happy to find the right partner..."
Anna remained silent. It is true that his mother said, even though he married young but he felt happy with the King. If it were not for fate perhaps until this time he would still feel that happiness completely due to the presence of the Sultan. Lady Sarah who saw Anna was silent breathed out softly. He gave himself up for reminding his daughter of the King.
"I'm sorry dear mama." he said softly while stroking Anna's arm slowly.
Anna smiled to show her mother that even her condition was fine.
"Oh yes ma... Who is that guy? it seemed like a new person." asked Anna to switch the conversation while pointing at someone who was working nimbly despite having flaws.
"That's the Grace he just worked a week ago.pity him..just because his physique is less than perfect many who do not want to hire him" bright lady Sarah.
Anna understood. He looked back at Mercy. Somehow he felt familiar with that person despite his different physique. Yes Rahmat has a rather hunchback body. Either because of the shape of his spine is problematic or there is a certain disease that makes the man's back look a little bent.
What's more, the man's legs are also seen walking a little limping. If only the man could stand normally then it was certain that his height would be the same as the King. Ah... why did Anna even equate the man with her husband's King? Anna shook her head vigorously to shake off her thoughts earlier.
Anna then exhaled slowly. Maybe he should immediately establish his mentality in order to immediately go to the King's tomb. So that she would no longer imagine her husband to another man. Indeed, since she returned from England with her son she has not been to the tomb of her husband because again she is not ready to be faced with the reality if the King is dead. Although the Sultan had started whining to meet his father Anna still made excuses so as not to bring the toddler to the tomb of his father.
At lunch there was only Anna and Lady Sarah and the Sultan who now began to be able to sit alone in a chair. Although Anna still occasionally feeds the toddler but not infrequently he also let his son eat alone. While Adit was taking Mr. Bram to the office of calculating learning to recognize the company before he graduated from college and worked in the company. Ara has not yet returned from school.
The next day...
This morning Anna had just posted her cover letter online at several hospitals. He was planning to work on utilizing the knowledge he had weighed. Even so Anna is not too hasty to get a job because she also still wants to spend time with her family, especially her son Sultan. Anna smiled as she looked at her son approaching the workers in the back garden. Lady Sarah seemed to have overcome the behavior of her very active grandson.
"Ma.. let the Sultan with Anna first ma... mama rest first." said Anna when approaching the lady Sarah.
"You're right, baby. Mama wants to rest in the room first..."
Anna agreed too. Then he approached his son who was disturbing one of the workers by taking the man's equipment and playing it.
"Don't love. Uncle still wears it.." forbid Anna to her son.
Anna was a little stunned. The voice felt familiar to her. Anna looked at the man in front of her. Then he shook his head slowly.
"Maybe it's just like her voice." - Anna's mind.
"Let's go, baby.we go inside. auntie must have made your favorite pudding.." persuaded Anna so that the Sultan no longer bothers the workers.
Hearing the word pudding the toddler was immediately tempted and turned his attention to Anna and spread his hands a sign he wanted to be carried. Anna was happy to hold her son and put her feet into the house. Meanwhile, after the departure of Anna, the worker named Grace looked to be staring nanar towards the two. Verily, he longed for his wife and son. But what power he could not reveal was his identity before all his problems were resolved.
"I miss you." whispered the King with a sad face.
That afternoon after lunch Anna brought her son into the room to take a nap. And maybe because of fatigue after running around early in the morning and disturbing the workers in the back garden, the toddler immediately fell asleep. After making sure her son was asleep, Anna went down to the kitchen. I don't know why at this time she really wants to make her husband King's favorite snack, namely fried bananas. Fortunately at his house there is still a banana stock to be processed. And Anna also made in a pretty much portion. He intended to share it with the workers in the back garden.
Unbeknownst to him, someone had entered his room and looked at the sleeping Sultan's face. A longing gaze emanated from his two eyes which were now starting to fog. The corner of his eyes began to fall. With a trembling hand he gently touched the head of his son. For several days he could not touch his son and could only look from afar. The toddler looked a little distracted with a touch of the King even though the man tried as gently as possible not to disturb the Sultan's sleep.
Slowly the two small eyelids began to open. The Sultan opened his eyes for a moment. The toddler was as if he was getting his eyes used to the surroundings. When he found someone he did not know the toddler was immediately squeaked in surprise.
"Sorry boy. papa woke you up.." said the King trying to calm his son.
The Sultan pulled his body back and hit the head of the bed. The toddler looked frightened to see a stranger in front of him.
"You don't recognize papa, do you?" ask the King while chuckling.
Slowly he opened his disguise by removing his mustache and fake beard in front of his son. The king also lifted up his body. Seeing the real face of his father, the toddler immediately exclaimed happily and hugged the King.
"Father!" he said in the king's arms.
"I miss you so much boy." whispered the King to his son while tightly hugging the Sultan's body.
Sultan seemed enthusiastic when he found out that his father was a man who worked in his opanya house.
"Papa.. mama cini ya.." said the Sultan who wanted to bring his parents together.
"Don't boy... you know.. mama is equally papa playing hide-and-seek... and it's papa's turn to hide... So don't tell mama or the others if this is papa........ okay?" said the King was trying to get his son to keep his secret.
"Oh... okay.. but when do you play?" ask the Sultan plain.
"Later until you can find papa." explained the King as he rubbed his son's head gently.
The Sultan just nodded his head in understanding. The two also played together for a while to complete their longing because some days cannot be together. Understandably while at Oxford the two always spend time together when Anna in the hospital.
It was late in the afternoon when the Sultan was exhausted and went back to sleep. The king put his son on the bed and covered him. Then he came out of Anna's room through the balcony. Arriving below he immediately went to the house prepared for the servants at the house of Sarah's mistress. Although for a while, he was relieved to be back playing with his son.
While in an apartment, Julio is receiving a report from his errand boy who is assigned to watch over Anna. The man was looking for an opening to get close to the woman and her son. When he arrived in Indo for the first time he only found out that Anna was not an ordinary woman. She is the daughter of one of the most respected businessmen. Likewise with his uncle who is not less powerful.
This time he must act subtly so that his actions will not be smelled by the authorities. Because he knows he's now an Interpol fugitive. That means his data is already on the Indo police until if all is revealed then he will be extradited and must return to the US to serve his sentence.
"Hows it? is there any progress?"
"Not once did the woman and her son leave the house..."
Julio looked annoyed. He was impatient to carry out his plans that he had been compiling since he was in Indo. And to this day he has not been able to carry out his plan because the target has not been out of the house. It is not that he does not want to directly patronize the woman's house, but the guard there is fairly tight. And again it will open his disguise because the Interpol will certainly immediately realize its existence.
With a huff, the man immediately closed his phone. I don't know in what way he's going to lure the woman out with his son. Until he sat himself on the sofa and closed his eyes trying to think.