Dear Mr. Luke
Abnormal Gurgling

Luke sat on the edge of the bed and placed two glasses of chocolate milk and strawberry milk on the nightstand, then looked at Dew to ask, "What do you prefer?"

"I like the taste of fruit, sir. I like the sour taste. There is a story about why I like to feel sour. Would you like to hear it?"

"Yes. I want to hear it" Luke said with a serious flat face.

Dew smiled and said, "Thank you Sir would like to hear my story. Emm, That's 'cause since childhood, the next door neighbor used to love mangoes. There were some mangoes still raw and I often gave mangoes that were raw the same as my grandmother. So, I get used to the sour taste and over time I like the sour taste"

"Why are you raw?"

"Because, that's ripe for my Big Brother, Grandpa and grandmother"

Luke involuntarily gnashed his molars back. Then, he took out a glass filled with pink liquid. He was focused on thinking about his son who needed milk He scooped the strawberry-flavored milk while saying, "If so you immediately try a strawberry-flavored. I'm sure you won't vomit again. Aaaaay!"

Dew punched his nose and opened his mouth.

"Aman, right? You're not throwing up, yesss! Luke squealed happily. Then he said, "Ah! My son is concerned about you. He's keeping you from vomiting again" Luke spontaneously rubbed Dew's stomach while saying, "Smart kid, finish the milk, huh?! Let you grow up healthy and tall like Papa"

Dew lowered his head to see Luke's hand moving to the right and to the left on his stomach that still looked flat. Suddenly his heart started racing abnormally.

Luke pulled his hand from the belly of his queen Dew, then scooped up some strawberry-flavored milk and said, "Aaaaaaaaa!"

Dew grabbed the spoon and glass from Luke's hand and said, "Sa, I'll drink myself, sir"

"OK" Luke releases the spoon and glass into Dew's hand.

Dew stuffed the spoon into the glass and looked at Luke as he asked, "Why are you still sitting here?"

"I'll wait for you to drink milk. My son if you eat or drink without me waiting will get angry and make you nauseous and vomit, right? Then you'll wait for you to drink milk. Let's go drink the milk! Must be finished!"

Why should we wait? I want to throw this milk in the bathroom. I did not vomit drinking strawberry-flavored milk, but I still vomited a lot earlier. Inner Dew.

"Why is he silent? Let's go drink! The ice will run out and the milk will be bad" Luke smiled at the Dew.

The deg! Dew's heart became more and more careless when he saw Luke reviewing a smile. The smile that Dew had never seen before and that smile made Luke seem a thousand times more handsome than usual.

"Lho, how come you're still daydreaming? Let's spout the milk"

Dew immediately squeezed his nose and drank the strawberry-flavored milk until it ran out.

Luke again stroked the stomach of Dew without permission as he said, "Smart child. You have the same taste as your mother. You like the fruit, huh? From now on Papa will buy you a lot of strawberry flavored milk and ........."

Pluck up! Luke gasped in shock as he felt something heavy hit his shoulder.

Luke looked over and smiled. Luke slowly took off the Dew glasses and placed them on the nightstand after that, for a long time, Luke just stared at Dew's face.

Then, he slowly placed the head of the Dew on his thigh. The straight Dew hair fell beautifully over Luke's thigh. Without Luke knowing it, he stroked that hair.

Luke was happy to observe the expression of the Dew that looked calm and peaceful.

As he watched every inch of the Dew's face, Luke realized that the delicate and soft Dew's skin looked pale, his lashes that turned out to be lentic and long left shadows on both cheeks, and his slightly opened lips made Luke's heart beat rapidly, his heart rippled warmly and his stomach again felt millions of butterfly wings.

Luke was unable to remove the hand from Dew's cheek as his hand turned to stroke her cheek Dew. The warmth and tenderness of the cheeks, as well as the smoothness of his hair, made Luke feel tormented.

Luke then muttered softly, "I'm glad he can sleep peacefully and comfortably near me. I'm glad he's not afraid of me anymore. From now on, I'll never hurt him and I'll repay everyone who hurt him" Luke then gently slid the Dew on the pillow. Then, he kissed her stomach Dew and whispered there, "Smart son, take good care of your Mother, huh?! Papa will work first"

Luke muttered again as he gently rubbed his thumb over his lips Dewun, "Chika's lips are less attractive than these lips"

Luke involuntarily continued to advance his face towards Dew's face and as his lips almost grabbed Dew's lips, he straightened his face while cursing, "Sial! What was I thinking just now? I wouldn't touch her without her permission" At once her face was hot, her heart was beating so fast and her heart was bloated. Luke immediately stood up and downed the chocolate milk ice that was still intact to relieve the heat that was all over his body. Then, the handsome man raised two empty glasses and ran out of the room with his chest still going up and down.

Luke handed two empty glasses to his masterpiece and said, "Bring out this glass and let no one in here! I want to calm down first"

"Well, sir" said the woman.

The woman came out of Luke's study and, holding up two empty glasses, muttered confusedly, "Who is this young woman in your study? Why is she milked? And why does Mister seem to love him so much? Is he his nephew, sir?"

Luke sat down in his chair and leaned back his head while repeatedly breathing deeply.

"Sir, do you need to call a doctor?"

Luke straightened his body while shrieking in shock, "Good heavens! Why are you here?"

"I've been here ever since you took the Nape of the Young Madam on the toilet, and then you carried Young Madam into the room, and then you brought chocolate milk and strawberries into the room, and now you end up here with asphyxiation. You sick? Should I call a doctor, sir?"

Luke immediately opened the file and said, "I'm not papa"

"You sure? Your face is red and you are panting. That's early-stage heart disease, sir. Don't be taken lightly and......"

"I said I'm not papa!" Luke swerved into Rendy and Rendy locked her mouth.

"How was the meeting?" Luke looked at Rendy with a serious face.

"Everything is done. We started filming. The model I chose was also very professional and cooperative. He also agreed with the honor we offered. But, you have to come to the set because it's the premiere shoot, sir"

"But, the Dew is in the room. I don't want to leave him here alone. He's never been here. She'll be scared and confused if I'm not here when she wakes up"

"I'll leave a message for the young Madam" Rendy immediately opened her notebook and wrote a message for her young mistress there.

"I'm going to go to the room to get this message" Luke rushed to the room.

Luke overlapping the paper with the message, I have to review the set. Wait for me to come home. I'm going home fast, with a paper bag containing a new cell phone he bought for Dewun.

Luke looked back at Dew's face and he was determined to land a kiss on Dew's forehead.

A few minutes later, Luke was already on the first floor in room 01. The space is specifically intended for the purpose of filming its products. Luke sat down on the chair and several times he glanced at the watch and turned to Rendy to ask, "How long will it take? It's almost afternoon. Dew needs an afternoon meal and I have to feed my son a meal"

"Patience, Sir. Fifteen minutes left"

"I've asked four times and why do you keep getting the same answer? Fifteen minutes left? But, why hasn't it been around until now?"

"Patience, Sir. This time it's really fifteen minutes away" Rendy began to be overwhelmed to face her boss who began to fuss.

Dew comes out of Luke's study after reading the paper Luke left in the room. Dew decided to leave Luke's room, because he remembered Mentari working in the Donovan Group. Dewun wanted to find his study in Mentari to ask about his grandmother's diamond jewelry and a gold necklace with a green turtle-shaped jade pendant given by his father on his fifth birthday, before his father died.

The intelligent dew thought through as he muttered, "His elder brother must be not far from his study, Mr. Luke. Brother once said that he used to go to Mr. Luke"

Dew smiled happily, as he found his stepbrother entering a room. Half-running, Dew followed into the room.

The mentor gasped in shock and suddenly asked, "Why are you here?! Why do you know my workspace?!"