Brother, I Love You
200. Foster child

Up on the floor of the company's top brass, Jean took her foot toward the Director's door. Jean sighed deeply, before knocking on the door in front of her.

Tok tok !

"Lock !" sahut from within.

Jean pushed the door in front of him as she stepped in.

"Please sit down !" Darren invites Jean to sit in the chair in front of him.

Without answering Jean sat down on his body." What's the matter, sir ?" ask Jean.

"I'm sorry about that !" darren said, watching Jean's slightly lowered face.

"I've forgiven him sir !" answer Jean.

Darren was silent, he did not know what to say to the woman in front of him. So that makes the atmosphere become quiet and awkward.

"May I say something to you ?" asked Darren after thinking for a minute.

Sontak Jean turned her head for a while towards Darren, and again lowered her gaze again.

"I'm.." Darren shut up for a second," I actually used to like you !. Ever slipped you into my prayer" he continued.

Jean raised her head, looking at the face of Darren who was also looking at her.

"At that time I didn't deserve to like a grown woman like you !. I admired you at that time, admired your resilience in living life as a great Mother" Darren said.

"Is it you who gave me help, sent me to school and paid for my life with my child ?" ask Jean.

Darren frowned, Does he not know ? who sent him to another city, and gave him a student duty up to the bachelor?, Inner Darren.

"Not !" darren replied smiling.

Jean was silent thinking, if not the man in front of him, then who?, he thought.

"Jean ! I'm serious ! after all this time I never saw you again. I still like you, when I saw you the first time I was in the cafeteria. I love you Jean !. I once promised myself that if I ever met you, I would get you married!."

The dug dug dug dug dug.....!

Suddenly Jean's heart was beating very fast, when he heard the confession of love from the handsome young boss. Jean did not believe the cute boy who used to buy his ice.

"Sorry sir!, I already have another husband !" lying Jean.

Jean did not want to be lulled by the expression of her boss's feelings. Jean was self-aware that she did not deserve such a handsome and rich man. Who was she?, who was only a single-born widow, from among the common people. And neither did Jean know who the man who confessed his love to her was.

Darren was silent, his gaze was shady, dashed was his hope to be able to have the woman he had missed so far.

"Sorry Sir ! if there's no need, I'm sorry sir !." Jean stood up from her seat walking towards the door.

Jean turned her back before she really walked out of the room." Thank you for often buying my ice sales, and often overstate the money. I always pray that the windfall of the Father will add more, I can not repay it. I don't deserve you!, find a woman who is worthy and worthy of you, not me" said Jean, then stepped her foot out, walking towards the elevator.

Inside the elevator, Jean held onto her chest which still did not stop pounding from earlier. The new boss really made him shock !. Jean could not believe that the handsome and cute boy who often bought her ice, actually liked her, said he loved her, slipped her in his prayers. Ah ! what dream did Jean have last night.

Darren who was in his room was silent and pensive. Pity to see the condition of the woman first, yes ! of course Darren pity. Who has no pity to see people in distress ?. But Darren doesn't just pity, Darren's heart beats every time he sees that woman first. And every one remembered it all along. Darren is convinced that he loves her, not just pity.

Darren rubbed his face roughly with both palms. Remembering the words of Papa Arya.

'What if the woman rejects your love ?. And why are you so sure that the woman accepted your love ?. You don't think it hurts her love to refuse !'

"It turns out true said Papa, it hurts if his love is rejected" murmured Darren.

Darren's heart wasn't excited to work today. He also took his HP from the table, choosing to play games on his advanced phone.

Although both fingers of his thumb are busy playing on his phone screen. But her brain thought, it's not so easy to believe that she's married again.

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In the afternoon, Derren came out of his room, because it was time to go home from work. Since he is still working for Reyhan's company, Darren doesn't have much work. He's still learning it.

Darren moved his foot out of the elevator. Darren turned his gaze briefly towards the HRD room as it flashed in front of him. Darren sees Jean still inside tidying up his desk.

Exiting the company building, Darren went straight into his car which was still parked in front of the entrance. Derren didn't immediately launch him, as he would wait for Jean to come out.

Shortly thereafter Jean and Nadia exit the company building. Darren instantly directed his gaze towards the two women.

"Yes Je ! greetings to Khanza, later if there is time I will visit your house !" reply Nadia. He then moved his foot towards his motorcycle.

"Yes ! I'll tell you, my daughter has missed you so much!" said Jean.

"Tomorrow I'll try to come to your house !. Surely your son just misses my food !" reply Nadia again.

Jean smiles and drives out of the company parking lot, followed by Diana from behind.

And Darren drives his car, trailing Jean from behind. Darren wants to know where the woman lives now. Darren wanted to see if it was true that the woman was married or not.

Jean sighed, watching the new boss' car follow her from behind. It seemed like that kind-hearted, grown-up boy, was a little bit stubborn. Jean chooses to ignore him, and pokus rides his bike.

"He still lives in this area ?" murmured Darren, when he saw Jean turning his motorbike to a residential area not far from SD HARAPAN.

Slowly Darren turned his car, following where the bike in front of him went. Until the motor stopped in front of the simple house. Darren stopped the car and got out of the car.

Darren doesn't follow Jean straight into his house. Instead of approaching a neighbor Jean's mother.

"Mom ! did the woman who just entered the house smell again ?" darren asked, pointing towards the simple house that Jean had entered.

"His father is Khanza!, not yet !" answer the mother.

Darren immediately commented on his smile, his face sparkling like getting a breath of fresh air.

"Mom ! excuse me for visiting the woman's house ?. There is important business that we have to finish" Darren said. Not wanting to create a slander for Jean because she had received a male guest, especially Jean a widow. It will ruin his image very much later.

"But don't take long!, and don't close the door" said the mother.

"Yes, Mom ! thank you Ma'am !" reply Darren, then go towards Jean's house.

"Assalamu aleikum !" said Darren in front of Jean's door, which was still open.

"Greetings hallow ! please come in Mr Darren !" reply Jean, who had already changed her clothes to a house dress. Jean can't deny the boss's presence at her house. After all, Jean should still cherish him as a big boss.

"Please sit down Sir !. Sorry ! the state of his house is like this !" said Jean.

"What a hell !" balas Darren sat his body on a simple sofa, and was small in size.

"Ma ! who's coming?, Mama bring a friend ?."

Darren immediately directed his gaze towards the girl who had just walked out from inside the room. The little girl was still in Jean's arms. Now the little girl is big.

"Hi little girl ! my name is Om Darren !. What is your name beautiful ?" greet Darren friendly.

Khanza turned his eyes to Jean's still standing face. Jean rubbed Khanza's head with a smile, hinting that her daughter could answer.

"Khanza Om Darren !" answer Khanza.

"Here sit by Om !" Darren patted the couch beside him.

Khanza turned to Jean. Jean rubbed Khanza's head again with a smile and nodded her head slightly.

Khanza smiled, he stepped his foot towards Darren and sat down beside Darren.

Darren directly rubbed the little girl's head. His eyes immediately glazed over, considering that the little girl used to be cold in Jean's arms because of the rain. Darren's heart aches to see it, but at that time he has no power to embrace it.

"So someone sent us to XX city. Our lives are better. I don't know who that guy is ?. He financed our lives, and gave a student duty to me to continue my education" Jean said, then sat her body on the sofa opposite Darren and Khanza.

"Now you don't have to take pity on seeing us again. Because our lives can be said to be worthy" said Jean again.

"I want to keep my promise to myself, to get you married if I meet you. But if you refuse, I won't force it. But don't misunderstand me !. Because I really love you without you knowing, not just pitying you" Darren resignedly replied.

"If you don't mind, may I raise your daughter as my son !. I don't intend to take it from you. That was my promise to me too. I'd be a good father to him if I met you guys" Darren added.

Jean fell silent, and turned her gaze to Darren's face. Admire the kindness of his boss. I don't know what his boss' heart is made of.

"All right ! for your second wish I will accept it. But still, you have limits to my daughter. What else Khanza has grown up later" replied Jean.

Darren nodded his head." I have a sister Khanza's age. Later every time I would invite him to play, I would bring my sister and my nephew niece !" darren smiled.

Jean also gave a little smile. Perhaps in such a way, he could grant Khanza's request to have a father. Although not a real father.

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