Daddy My Son's
37. Want to Steady Yourself

"Who do you think is the best fit for us?" joe asked, when Virranda had just finished looking at the fourth file.

"It looks like the image in this third file, with a building area of 930 square meters with three floors, there is a swimming pool, a garden complete with fountains, there is a garden as well" said Virranda expressed his opinion.

Joe smiled at Virranda's opinion, "It turns out the same, I like that one too" Joe pointed to the file held by Virranda. The man had indeed ordered some designs from a property company architect to design his dream home that he would present to Virranda his idol.

"Hey," said a man who sat with Virranda and Joe at the same table with a smile.

"Hows it? Deal mister Joe? ask the man again to make sure.

"Deal. My wife likes it, that's all that matters, Mr. Mario." said Joe.

"Alright, we'll prepare the construction. And on demand, three more days will be laid the first stone." said Mr. Mario, an architect and marketing elite housing.

"Later will be attended by my wife and son, Mr. Mario." said Joe.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Joe. We'll do our best. Excuse me first, there is still an appointment to meet someone," the marketing immediately got up and shook hands with Joe, as well as Virranda.

"What if Mr. Mario had lunch with us first" Joe said.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Joe. I'm sorry, because now I'm waiting for a client. And that file I'm staying with Miss Virranda, the file is in our office. While the three of these I take back home," he said again politely.

"alright. Thank you very much, Mr. Mario."

"Sama-sama sir. Thank you again for trusting our company to design and build your dream home and family" after saying so, the man turned around, the smile continued to expand on his face because he managed to market an elite housing unit from the company where he worked.

Two waiters approached their dining table, neatly serving each menu on the table.

"Thank you" said Virranda, smiling at the two maids who were leaving their desks.

"Together Miss, Sir. Enjoy the lunch, "the two maids then withdrew politely.

"Joe," call Virranda before starting her lunch.

"Hum?" sahut Joe muttered as he picked up some menus on the table, put them on the plate and put them in front of Virranda.

"Are you sure you're building a house in Joe's elite housing estate?" ask Virranda carefully.

"Related. You reckon?" Joe asked back. He felt doubt from his wife's question.

"Housing in the area, the value is fantastic Joe. And who live there are also the elite according to the name of the region. But I'm sorry, you're not offended by what I just said. I'm talking like this, it's not that I'm looking down on you Joe, I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable being in that environment someday." Virranda tried to explain very carefully. Quite his father who had treated Joe not well, he did not want any other rich people who demeaned the man.

"Thank you, for worrying about me," Joe grabbed Virranda's hand from among the dishes on the table and held her tightly.

"At least, by building a house in that elite area, I can make you and Verrel live a more decent life like your old world before marrying me. Especially now that you're preparing your father to be his future successor,"

"Regarding the funds, I have prepared it well. During my five years of work, I was able to raise money for sixty percent of the total value of the price of our dream housing, beyond my monthly gift to you."

"There's forty percent more, I'll take it. Not surprisingly, a candidate directris have the home installment results?" said Joe trying to melt the atmosphere a little tense while laughing. Virranda who was moved to hear Joe's sincere intentions, along with a small laugh while playing one of Joe's fingers that was holding his hand.

"Thank you Joe. You did everything you could for me and Verrel. What should we repay him with," said Virranda still with a sense of his hilarity that mounts.

"Pay with love. Done." said Joe succinctly as he rolled his eyes.

"Love? You flirt." Virranda punched Joe in the hand, making the man pretend to grimace in pain, hoping that the woman would wipe or blow away his supposedly injured hand after receiving the blow.

Seeing Virranda who did not care, Joe finally had to stop the act of pretending, then pulled the hand that had since crossed the table to hold the hand of the idol. Patience Joe! Women are so, sometimes docile pigeons, dipepetin even ferocious again his mind.

"Let's eat, get cold later," Joe invited.

"Joe, last night Verrel asked you. He misses you" Virranda said on the sidelines of their lunch.

"So I went to Verrel's school to see him first before I saw you" Joe said, enjoying his lunch.

"Three o'clock this afternoon, I have to go back to the airport again, because six o'clock in the afternoon there's a flight back to London."

"Then you haven't had a break?" Virranda stopped eating for a moment, watching Joe who was still cool chewing his food.

"I arrived at the airport at about two in the morning, went straight to the apartment and went to bed and just woke up at eleven in the afternoon."

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to tell you before. My flight to Indonesia was also sudden, replacing a pilot who was unfortunate" he explained.

"Thank God" said Virranda, relieved. "I don't think you have time to rest" he added, smiling.

"If it breaks, I won't forget, because it's important. I don't want to take the passengers freefall with me to the forest, the sea, or the wilderness" Joe chuckled again followed Virranda.

"Because I want to return home safely, meet my son Verrel, and the wife I love with all my soul," continued Joe, staring fixedly at the face of Virranda who was blushing to hear his words.

"Come, continue eating. After this I want to take you somewhere," said Joe turned his eyes to his watch, "There's still enough time" he added, sipping a glass of water.

"Where?" ask Virranda curiously.

"Ra-ha-sia," said Joe again rolling his eyes.

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