Daddy My Son's
48. Mother of My Son

"Sorry sir, Miss is resting" Aunt Arin said. He had indeed received a message, if the mistress of his employer did not want to receive guests. Although he hesitates to say so with a man who has a close relationship with his employer's family, but as a domestic assistant he must obey the orders of his mistress.

"I just want to see Miss Virranda Bi, make sure she's okay. Today I heard he did not enter the office, so after work I immediately stopped by here," he explained begging.

"But sir, Miss is really asleep, as recommended by the doctor, Miss is required to rest a lot," said aunt Arin insisted.

"I understand Bi, people who are sick do have a lot of rest. I just want to see it, that's all. Aunt can watch over me. After that, I will go home. I beg Bi," pinta Ferdinand continued to beg, he is indeed not a person who gives up easily before his wish is achieved.

Aunt Arin seemed confused, since he had given a lot of reasons, but the guest still insisted.

"Alright sir," after thinking for a few seconds, Aunt Arin finally relented.

"Come, come with me, sir. As promised, you just see it," said aunt Arin asserted, staring fixedly at Ferdinand's face.

"Promise Bi" said Ferdinand, pointing two fingers in the air with a happy smile.

Ferdinand followed Arin's aunt behind him, climbing the steps to the top floor where Virranda's room was.

"Please wait a minute Sir, I'll make sure that Miss's blanket covers her whole body." Aunt Arin touched Virranda's door knob and turned it around. He pushed her slowly and went inside.

Ferdinand nodded. He looked around and obediently waited at the door. The atmosphere of Mr. Loenhard's residence was quiet, the assistants who usually passed by to clean the house were not seen. He glanced at the watch in his hand which now just showed at 20:05 p.m.

"Please sir," said Aunt Arin, who had reappeared before the door.

Ferdinand rushed over, tailing Arin's aunt behind him. A woman's distinctive fragrant aroma immediately poured out from inside the room. Ferdinand inhaled it deeply while circulating a sweeping glance across the corner of Virranda's neatly arranged room.

Ferdinand stopped his steps by the bedside, looking at the pale face of Virranda who was asleep. There was a sense of regret in his mind, given his confession that caused the woman lying weakly before him to be sick.

But he has to say everything. There was no way he could keep it as he had done before. Even though it was too late, he wanted to fix everything. He also wants to be like everyone else in general, have a family, where there are those who welcome him home after a lot of work all day.

Just imagine it, has made the man happy, his smile expands in his thin lips. It feels so sweet in his mind.

"Thank you Auntie, for letting me see Miss Virranda." said Ferdinand. "Just look at it, my heart is so happy" he added.

"Yes sir." said Aunt Arin. "Master should come home soon. I'm afraid Miss woke up and I'll be scolded for breaking her orders." gently push her out.

"Alright." said Ferdinand no longer refuted. Actually, he wanted to linger in that room, but he also did not want to make it difficult for the housekeeper who had helped him see the state of Virranda the last two days made him very worried after his claim to Virranda yesterday.

He looked back at the calm sleeping woman's face before leaving the room, "I'm saying goodbye to Bi," Ferdinand turned slowly towards the door.

Aunt Arin nodded, then followed Ferdinand from behind and walked out of the room.

Ferdinand's steps stopped for a moment. Right at the end of the second-floor staircase Joe stared coldly at him. A few seconds later, the two men stepped forward with certainty.

Aunt Arin who had just closed the door of Virranda's room tightly suddenly turned deathly pale. Guilt instantly assaulted him for allowing Ferdinand into his mistress' room and was caught off guard by Joe.

The middle-aged woman stood in front of the door. Hoping that something he feared would not happen to the two men who were now standing face to face.

If that happens, the person most worthy of blame is himself for having been presumptuous to give permission to other men into the room of the married woman.

Burgh!

Burgh!

Burghers!

I don't know who started the first time, now the two men give each other a punch. Aunt Arin's knees felt limp, which she feared would eventually happen as well. How foolish he was, when he knew Joe had told him that that night, his employer's husband would return home in connection with the news of the illness Virranda, the mistress of his employer.

"Back!"

"Back!"

Hearing the aunt's screams, two security guards and a few domestic assistants ran in from the front door and climbed to the second floor to separate two tough males who showed their abilities.

"Stop Gentlemen!" leerai those two security. One security ambushed Ferdinand and the other ambushed Joe.

Burghh!

Akhh!

Burgghhh!

Aakkhh!

Two raw bogeman nestled perfectly in the stomachs of each of the two security, making both of them bounce off the floor.

Joe and Ferdinand resumed their fight, having eliminated the two security bullies. Both are still excited and equally strong, even though their faces have been battered, red and blue here.

While aunt Arin and several other domestic assistants continued to shout rowdy, asking the two handsome men to stop their actions like in action movies.

Joe Dirgantara, the man was used to fighting with the delinquents who often harassed him when he came home in the early hours after accompanying the lonely women in the past. He does equip himself with martial arts skills, to protect himself who is often oppressed by delinquents who always want to seize the results of his hard work.🤣

Ferdinand Kwang is not a fighter like Joe. But the man was very diligent in continuously training his punch accompanied by dozens of samsaks who hung around and around attacking him.

"Stop!"

"Stoop!"

"You think this house is a boxing ring!"

Joe and Ferdinand stopped their actions. Direct their views on the source of the sound.

There, Virranda stood up, clinging tightly to the doorknob, staring at the two men who had just stopped their fight, whether fighting over what trophy.

"Mommy Verrell!"

"Miss Virranda!"

The two men both approached Virranda and elbowed each other.

"You stop there!" virranda's words in his weak voice, trying to look strong, persuaded Ferdinand with a gesture of his hand not to approach.

Ferdinand obediently, his swollen, blue face looked ugly and increasingly annoying in Virranda's eyes.

"How are you doing?" Joe who managed to get closer immediately carried his wife.

The sight excited Ferdinand, "That woman, the mother of my son Verrel," he said flatly. Of course the housekeepers, security, Joe, and Virranda were stunned to hear it, and looked at each other for a moment.

"You-" Virranda's voice stuck in her throat. Not to deny Ferdinand will deliberately open in front of the workers in his home, a secret that he kept so tight so far.

"I, I hate you! Go you!" squeal Virranda. His cries that he endured finally broke out, venting resentment, anger, resentment, disgust, hate, and much more. Two panicked security men saw the condition of the employer swiftly pulling Ferdinand's wrist.

"I'm sorry, sir. Please cooperate," said the two remain respectful, they do not dare to be rude because they know who the man is.

Unlike before, Ferdinand was now only resigned. Virranda's cry rendered her knees weak. Twice he saw the woman he was chasing was crying because of what he had to say, because the time was always not right.

A few meters from the incident, no one noticed the presence of a boy hugging his little roll, standing in front of the door of his room. Yeah, that kid is Verrel. He woke up from his sleep when he heard a very disturbing noise.

Confused🤔, of course. Children his age are often confused by adults who have a life that is sometimes deliberately made complicated.

Seriate...👉