Daddy My Son's
56. The Verrel School

"Hallo champ!" a greeting with a voice that is quite known makes Verrel lift his face from the comic book in his hand.

Ferdinand took off his sunglasses, then hung them on the neck of his shirt. That afternoon, the man dressed casually, wearing a tight t-shirt and jean's just to visit Verrel at his school. The boy was just sitting alone, because his friends had already been picked up by his parents.

"Uncle! Why here?" Verrel closed his book and looked at Ferdinand who was taking a sitting position beside him in the waiting room.

"You're meeting Verrel. And treat Verrel to ice cream" said Ferdinand, gently rubbing the boy's hair.

"Verrel wants Uncle!" said the boy was excited.

"But-" Verrel's spirit gradually faded.

"But why? Heum?" Ferdinand stared fixedly at Verrel's face.

"Aunty said, Verrel can't get out of the school area if it's not the house guy who picked up Verrel, Uncle." he explained in a voice that still sounded a little slurred.

"Oh so, smart kid. No problem coming home with Uncle, Uncle will drive home after we eat ice cream. Want huh?" persuade Ferdinand gently. He really missed that boy.

"Hum..." Verrel seemed to think for a moment. "Daddy's message, Verrel must be a child who obeys and obeys the rules that have been set, both at home and at school. So that if you have grown up to be a useful human being and not bother others," said Verrel considering the advice of Joe who wants to always obey.

"So, we should wait for Auntie to come, Uncle. If Auntie allows it, then Verrel can come with Uncle." he explained again.

Ferdinand glanced at his hand watch, it was time for his inner lunch.

"Did Verrel not feel hungry and thirsty? It's lunch time. Meningan Verrel join Uncle only first, Uncle will take home," persuaded Ferdinand again. His longing for the cute boy made him try to take him away.

"If Uncle is hungry and thirsty, Verrel still has a loaf of bread and a box of milk. Verrel wants to share with Uncle," said the boy innocently. He pulled the zipper of his bag, took from there the things he mentioned earlier.

"This is Uncle, this is meat loaf. Uncle," Verrel opened his food box and handed him a loaf of bread, which he brought from home when he left for school.

Ferdinand stared at the innocence of the five-year-old. Virranda and Joe must have educated his son very well in his mind, his eyeballs began to glaze over at the thought of it. To be honest, he was very unwilling to hear Verrel calling Joe Daddy, whereas to him, the boy instead called him Uncle.

To avert his feelings, Ferdinand immediately grabbed out with his mouth, the bread Verrel thrust out with a single bite. "Heumm, delicious. It's delicious!" praise Ferdinand for pleasing the boy.

Verrel immediately laughed happily, seeing Ferdinand so eagerly chewing on the bread he gave. "Spend Uncle!" said the boy was excited. Ferdinand said his heart warmed to see the joy on his son's innocent face.

"Uncle, doesn't that hurt?" point Verrel at some bruised wounds on Ferdinand's face that had not swollen, but still clearly visible, had seized Verrel's attention since then.

"This?" Ferdinand touched his face while looking at Verrel's face which noticed some bruises on his face.

"Hum..." Verrel nodded.

"Little bit. It's already starting to heal." Ferdinand lied.

"Is it because of my Daddy's punch last night?" verrel surprised Ferdinand.

"A-eemm...." Ferdinand looked puzzled to answer the unexpected question from the boy.

"Verrel saw Daddy and Uncle competing, like-" the boy's sentence stopped.

"Verrell!" With a voice a woman called. Verrel and Ferdinand both turned their heads toward the arrival of the voice.

"M-mmy! Daddy!" The boy immediately stood up with a happy look, he then rushed to hug his mother. While Ferdinand also rose from his seat, and stood fixed in his place, when he saw Virranda coming with Joe.

"Mommy's cured?" ask Verrel happy.

"Yes dear. Mommy's healed."so Virranda as she ruffled her son's straight and neat hair.

"Daddy," Verrel turned to look at Joe, the man immediately crouched down to grab Verrel's body and hold him.

"Yes, what's going on with Daddy?" tanyanya looked at the face of the child with a feeling of gales.

Joe and Virranda looked at each other. Virranda hurriedly nudged Joe's arm with her elbow, gesturing for her husband to answer her son's question.

"Sama-sama. It's Daddy's job, a real man's job." Joe said with a big smile, then landed a few kisses on Verrel's lips.

Ferdinand was still transfixed, watching the warm sight of one family that made him envious. It should be her who is in Joe's position now, not that man, her inner self.

"We're home now, Mommy's hungry" Virranda told the two men.

"Come on," said Joe.

"Wait for Mom, Dad," Verrel put up with her parents. The boy then turned his head towards Ferdinand who was still looking at them.

"Uncle! Let's have ice cream with Mommy and Daddy!" his yell. Virranda and Joe who had originally ignored Ferdinand's existence, pretended not to see only being able to look at each other.

Ferdinand was a little excited to hear Verrel calling out to him while waving his small hand. He hastily cleaned up Verrel's food box as well as a box of milk that the boy had not had time to return to his bag when he gave him a piece of bread.

With quick steps, he tore down Verrel's school bag and took it to three people who were looking at him in a different way from each other.

"Verrel, go with your Daddy first, okay? Mommy wants to talk to your Uncle first" said Virranda softly to her son.

"Yes Mom" said Verrel. The boy glanced back at Ferdinand who was looking at him. "Uncle, don't forget to follow Verrel, we eat ice cream together," said the boy innocently.

"Good whiz!" said Ferdinand with a smile, looking at his son who was taken away Joe with his tiny hands that continued to wave towards him until he moved away.

Virranda was grieving inwardly at the call Ferdinand had placed exactly the same as Joe's call to his son Verrel.

"I hope this is the last time you see my son Verrel, don't bother us anymore" Virranda said flatly.

"You can't talk like that Miss Virranda. Verrel, he's my son, I deserve my son, and I deserve you, my son's mother, too" Ferdinand pressed his face into Virranda's face.

"Who said?" virranda sela. "Verrel my husband's son!" with a look of hatred.

"I remember very well, the woman I slept with that night was you Miss." Virranda swallowed his saliva, his mind immediately remembered the results of Ferdinand's fingerprints on the piece of paper money.

"After what happened that night, I really fell in love with you. I tried to find you, but I didn't find you. Until finally, you came to my office and hit me there. That's why, without a second thought, I immediately accepted you to work as my assistant at that time." Ferdinand explained.

"Enough! I don't want to hear anymore, sir. You don't have enough evidence that Verrel is your son. I assure you, Verrel is Joe's son, the result of our marriage" Virranda lied, hoping that the man would accept his statement.

"The DNA test, between me and Verrel, shows that we are both father and son" Ferdinand said. Of course Virranda was shocked, her lips slightly opened, not believing what the man said.

"No way! You must be lying, sir. Didn't I turn down your request for a DNA test between you and Verrel? virranda.

"You're right, Miss. But you remind me, one day before, the three of us had lunch together. I had taken a sample of Verrel's hair when I picked him up at this school back then. Also the spoons, plates, glasses that Verrel was using had been set aside by the waiter at my request, for DNA testing purposes. Just in case, if you refuse my request." Ferdinand said making Virranda feel angry at him.

"Sliced! You're really sneaky." - furious Virranda.

"I'm sorry. Everything I do is because I love you, and Verrel is our son" Ferdinand said, trying to make Virranda understand his actions.

But Virranda who already hates Ferdinand, the man who had made his life chaotic in the past, to cover up his disgrace because of Ferdinand's actions, he must marry Joe who he just knew in the cafe, and drive from the house of his master.

"Give me the Verrel bag," Virranda extended her hand towards her son's bag still tote by Ferdinand. The man looked doubtful, but he still thrust it slowly.

"I warn! Don't bother us anymore!" After saying so, Virranda rushed away, carrying her son's bag out of the waiting room.

The two school officials only watched from afar what Ferdinand and Virranda were doing in the waiting room, without knowing what problems the two were discussing.

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