Daddy My Son's
43. My Blood My Body

Mr. Loenhard swept his gaze across the conglomerate's residential area. His main purpose is to go there only to see the location Virranda intended as an excuse for him to get rid of Joe from his daughter's life.

From a considerable distance, he noticed the first stone laying ceremony performed by Virranda, Verrel, his wife Lirasa, and some of the servants and artisans of the elite residential property company. When he sees the layout, the housing that Joe will build for Virranda and Verrel is located in a special area within the residential area.

Beyond his expectations, it turns out that the daughter-in-law he did not admit had the ability to build the area. At one time, only certain people had the opportunity to build a special area in the elite housing area.

"Let's Pi, our hunt for the airport, Mami's worried we're late" Lirasa approached her husband standing next to Virranda's parked sports car. But the gray man was still at home pensive in his place standing staring at the neighborhood of the vast residential area, not aware that the first stone laying event was over.

"So don't we go to London today Pi?" asked Lirasa again, breaking the reverie of her husband who had not moved from position.

"It's over?" ask Mr. Loenhard who is still not fully focused.

"Already, Papi is daydreaming what? Heum?" Lirasa.looked at him questioningly.

"Nothing" said Mr. Loenhard briefly. "Come, we'll be late" he added again as he entered the rear cabin of the car.

"Pi, behind Mami and Verrel's seat. Papi will sit in front with Virranda. How did you forget Pi?" lirasa said to the husband who looked senile that morning.

Mr. Loenhard did not answer, he got into the front of the car, sat next to Virranda who had turned on his engine and was preparing to leave.

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Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!" virranda's preoccupied command checks some of the files that are piled up on the table, all of which must be ready once her father returns from London in a few days.

Virranda sniffs the scent of a man's perfume that suddenly disturbs his sense of smell. The aroma reminded him of the events of several years ago, when he woke up in a hotel room, getting when his crown had been snatched.

The aroma, yes the aroma was attached to the bed linen, blankets, pillows, even his clothes were scattered on the floor at that time.

Virranda looked up at her face with fear, as if she was returning to a past that was still fresh in her memory. All this time he has been trying to forget the misfortune that had made him down, treating his trauma by trying not to blame himself continuously and make peace with himself.

"Mister Ferdinand? Why are you here?" Virranda tries to control herself so that her shock is unknown to the man.

"Aren't you the one who let me in? Did you forget?" Ferdinand moved from where he stood, slowly and surely he approached Virranda who was sitting behind his desk.

"Stop! Don't come any closer! You must be looking for Papi, Papi's not in the office" Virranda stood up from his seat and stepped back. Ferdinand's horror approach made him feel threatened and afraid.

"I know, your dad's going to London. I'm here to see you in person, Miss Virranda. Only you. There are important things that we need to talk about" he continued to move forward.

"Stop! Don't go forward anymore!" Virranda kept retreating until her back hit the closet of important files behind her. As soon as Virranda looked back to see what was stopping his retreat, Ferdinand swiftly locked him there with both hands propped up on the cupboard behind Virranda.

"Keep doing it, I will never scold you for doing this to me," Ferdinand muttered half in a whisper, leaving Virranda goosebumps to hear it.

"You must be crazy!" strangling Virranda again, he hit back many times with all his might, hoping that the man would immediately move away from his body. But the man was still unmoved, not caring about the blow that Virranda kept hitting him.

"Maybe you're right. I've gone mad. It's crazy to think of you day and night." said Ferdinand, repressed by the demanding spotlight.

"Cinting!" Virranda cursed, then pushed rough Ferdinand's chest, but the man's power was too strong for him. Ferdinand's body didn't even move the slightest bit from his standing position. "How can Papi work with someone like you. I'm a married woman! Joe's husband!" cry Virranda at the end of her sentence.

"I don't care. You're my woman, you're mine, only mine. It's not Joe's, it's not the cafe singer, or whoever it's called!" ferdinand growled, his heart inflamed and so hot when he heard the name, especially when Virranda and Verrel called his name.

"Leave that comfort man, he doesn't deserve you. Besides he's a lowly cafe singer, he's also a disgusting man, selling himself to lonely, rich women" he said.

Plaque!

Ferdinand's face turned. Virranda's slap hit the man's left cheek.

"It's none of your business!" squealing Virranda with a flushed face held back the anger. Ferdinand smiled smirkily, rubbing his red cheeks that felt hot and sore.

"Now out! Get out of this room!" drive Virranda out of Ferdinand's confinement.

"I'm not done yet" said Ferdinand flatly. He approached Virranda again and grabbed her by the wrist as quickly as possible and forced her into her office and locked her back there.

"You are indeed breng*ek!" as Virranda was angry. "Dikantor Papi, you dare to do this to me!" the upset.

Ferdinand did not pierce, he even brought his face closer to the woman's face, making Virranda hold her breath, her heart pounding even more, but he tried to calm himself and find a way how to escape this situation.

On the eighth floor, there was no one but him and Ferdinand, because the floor was designed specifically for the room of the director and his assistant.

"What do you want?" virranda asked, trying to stay calm, not wanting her fear to be seen by the lady.

"Leave Joe, and be my wife" he said. "We'll be happy living together. Me, you, and Verrel" he added, staring fixedly at Virranda's face.

"Your ambition is unfounded sir. That's impossible." said Virranda throwing his gaze in another direction.

"That's very likely, because your son Verrel is my flesh and blood" Ferdinand said, pointing Virranda's face at him.

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