Daddy My Son's
18. Sayonara Indonesia's

"Dear hello, Daddy will join Daddy's friends first. Mommy will accompany you here. And in two hours, we'll be flying together" Joe kissed the cheeks of six-month-old Verrel tenderly and affectionately.

Although he did not understand what Joe said to him, the little baby still moved his mouth, issuing a smooth and adorable voice while swinging his hands in the air, touching Joe's face with his fingers still flushed.

After being satisfied to play for a while, Joe stood up from his squat, looking at Virranda who had been watching her and Verrel's baby.

"Virranda, do you know how to get on a plane?" seductive Joe turned to look at Virranda.

Hearing Joe's words to her, Virranda immediately chuckled. "You underestimated me, heum? Even if I haven't been on a plane for a long time, I won't forget. To this day my passport is still active" he said, choking his lips.

"Oh yeah, thank goodness then. So you don't need my help for the next check-in" she said, laughing lightly.

"of course. I also do not want to humiliate you in front of all your friends, if you have a clumsy wife," said Virranda offset Joe's guyonan.

"Heum, wife? I love hearing it." Joe smiled meaningfully. "Because today I'm the pilot, the flight captain who took you with hundreds of other lives, please give me a kiss here as my encouragement," Joe shamelessly brought his right cheek to Virranda's face.

"Conscious Joe, this is a public place. We can be ashamed" Virranda warned.

"It doesn't matter mommy Verrel, it's even better. You don't know that those pretty flight attendants tease me and race for my kiss" Verrel said of heating up.

"really? Heum, no problem. You still belong to many other women" Virranda said. She was not surprised to hear Joe's words, considering that her husband was indeed a man who was often bought by lonely rich women.

"Hurry up mommy Verrel. I'm not leaving here until I get your first kiss on my cheek. Or you want this flight to be hampered because the pilot is waiting for a kiss from his wife," said Joe changed his initial strategy that did not heat up the woman who was his wife.

"Well, since this is my first flight with you, I will grant your request Joe. I just don't want us not to get to the destination country, because there's Verrel coming with us" he said.

Joe develops his smile, as Virranda's lips for the first time land on his cheeks. His feelings seemed to drift, beyond the happiness of the first time when he was trusted to fly iron birds, bringing hundreds of lives to their destination.

"It's Joe, get going. Later you're late," said Virranda, who still saw Joe not move from his original position when he received his kiss.

"It's over, huh?" tanyanya looked at Virranda.

"Yes, aren't you aware" Virranda looked at the man who was still unwilling to move from his position.

"On the left again. Responsibility," Joe said with a pleading look, still not satisfied to get one kiss.

"Joeee...." Virranda pressed down on her voice, showing her dislike because the man did not hold her initial words that only asked for one kiss from her.

"alright. Don't be mad at me, I won't force you. What's wrong with me trying, who knows you'd be generous to give one more kiss" she said in her innocent style.

"I'll go first. Thanks for the kiss. I certainly wouldn't be sleepy, because always imagine your first kiss on my cheek," Joe put his hat on, then left in his stride leaving Virranda staring at him.

"Joe, it turns out you're pretty good looking too while wearing your uniform," muttered Virranda smiling to herself, staring at Joe's increasingly distant steps.

In the corner of his heart, Virranda begins to acknowledge the existence of Joe who has colored his days. The man behaves as he is, often making him smile and laugh loosely, forgetting his problems for a while.

And not infrequently also pissed him off half to death when it must be faced with middle-aged women who behave arbitrarily and invite him to clash of mouth when visiting Joe's apartment when the man was not in place.

From far away, Virranda could still see Joe and several other flight attendants entering the lounge-like room, the Crew Center, the room where the crew met, met each other and did briefings in it.

"Virranda, is this you?" a man with an oriental face, a sharp nose and a dimple on both sides of his cheek, stared fixedly at Virranda who was still staring where Joe had disappeared behind the glass door.

Virranda immediately turned her head, looking at the face of the man who was talking to her from a distance close enough to her.

"Nickholas!?" a look of surprise emanated from Virranda's face. A few seconds later, he then reviewed his smile while extending his hand to the man.

"How are you? You disappeared for a long time" said Virranda kindly with a big smile.

"I? Ah, yes. I did deliberately eliminate myself, he.." said Virranda again laughing, and looked a little awkward. He tried to release his hand which was still held tightly by Nickholas.

"This handsome baby? Is he your son?" nickolas asked, as his gaze caught the presence of a baby in the carriage beside Virranda. He squatted down a bit and looked at the little baby's face.

"Yes, he's my son" said Virranda still laughing awkwardly, he regretted why he had to meet Nickholas in this airport.

"It's hard to believe. A woman who doesn't seem interested in any man can have a son this handsome. Your husband must be very special, so in an instant you can have a child from him" Nickolas muttered slightly insinuating, considering Virranda always had reason to reject some men who approached him including himself.

"Ah, you could have been Nick. My husband, he's a regular guy, just like you, likes to joke around" Virranada said.

"Do I know him?" ask Nickholas curiously.

"No. You must not know him, he is not of us" said Virranda.

"Where's your wife?" virranda, trying to divert the conversation.

"Yet. I waited for you. Ever since that Viennese Thanksgiving night, I've been looking for you. And Vienna also claimed not to know of your existence as if swallowed by the earth. Said you weren't working with your Papi anymore, which is why he didn't know when I asked him about you anymore" he said, trying to dig up information.

"That's it Nick, don't tease me. My husband is very jealous, you can get beat up later," joked Virranda. Although he actually knew, Nickholas who became his friend since high school, had long put his heart on him.

Virranda replied to Joe's hand, when she saw her husband was out of the crew center with all the other cabin crew.

Nickholas also set his sights on the man in the pilot's uniform who was waving at Virranda.

"Is the man in the pilot's uniform your husband?" ask Nickholas to make sure.

"Yes, you're right." Virranda was still staring at Joe who was walking hand in hand with all his crew on the plane.

"Nick, sorry. Excuse me first, take a nursing seat," said Virranda, as Verrel began to look agitatedly thirsty.

"Well, before we go our separate ways, may I ask for your phone number to call?" nickolas said he hoped.

"Of course," Virranda then mentions a series of numbers to Nickholas, and the man deftly keeps them in his personal phone.

"Okay, thank you so much Virranda. It's great to see you here again, hopefully next time we'll see you again" Nickolas said with a smile from Virranda.

"Me too, nice to meet you Nick," after saying so, Virranda pushed her pram, towards the nursing room not far from there.

Nickholas was still disturbed where he stood, looking at the back of Virranda who had gone away with her baby carriage. At the same time, Virranda's husband is a cafe singer, that's why Virranda deliberately closed himself off from his family, friends and family acquaintances, that's what he heard from Vienna, his friend and Virranda.

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The seats in Business Class are ergonomically designed and can be bent to a flat like a bed, which is where Virranda and her baby are now.

Verrel's baby fell asleep so fast after the fullness of his mother's breast. While Virranda looked through the window of the plane beside her.

"Sayonara Indonesia," muttered Virranda alone, her tears just fell down her cheeks, when she saw the residents' housing getting smaller down there, until finally only the color green and blue, visible, then it was covered in white clouds.

"Mommy, Papi... I must have missed you guys. I'll be back in a few years, hoping we can all forget the bitterness that's been going on between us" Virranda wiped her tears, remembering she'd be away from her parents she loved.

He lay down, closing his eyes, as a flight attendant informed him that the plane they were flying on was thirty-six thousand feet above the earth. Virranda tries to be as comfortable as possible to enjoy a trip that takes eight hours to the destination country.

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