Genius Child: Hunting Conglomerate Fathers
Unforgettably

The boy had fallen asleep, probably the effect of the drug the doctor injected on his needle."You go home, you get less sleep. Fabian too, had just had surgery. Let mom and Jesseline keep watch tonight."

"I'll stay..." The smiling one was still worried about his son.

"I'm not going to escape Zeyan! You better go home and sleep!" Mulyasari in the end.

The woman who breathed a rough sigh, kissed the forehead of her son who is still asleep until now. Walking left his son between willing and not.

"If there's anything, call me." The cecilian clenched his forehead still unsure of leaving.

"Yes! Asnee and Flo will let you know that we're taking Zeyan away!" Jesseline's joke laughs at Cecilia. Considering Asnee and Flo are indeed buying some other needs.

Beloved granddaughter? That's the term for Zeyan right now. A spoiled child, but not spoiled, a spoiled child pretending to be spoiled.

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There was no conversation between them, everything felt awkward. It feels more foreign. The car was still speeding, sighing many times, the young man started the conversation, pulled over his vehicle.

"I want to talk." he said.

There was no reply from the Caecilian, the woman just looked at him like she wanted to listen to what he was going to say.

"I'm sorry..." That's the only sentence Fabian thought. Confused what to say, the mistake on Secilia if stacked will probably be as high as the site of Mount Padang.

"You've apologized, and I've forgiven." The mistress said it full of smiles. But honestly, it's getting awkward.

"We can be as we used to be..em...I mean lovers... would-be wives?" Fabian clenched his forehead, trying to neutralize his heartbeat.

"I'm trying to seduce you into becoming a donor to Zeyan. It's honest!" A person who laughs without sin. Didn't he realize the young man's heart before him had been fractured in two?

"You're my first love!" Fabian's expression again.

"My first love was Triton." The woman smiled without sin. He is honestly his first love is his brother, like a daughter who makes his father as the first love. The role model for choosing a partner.

Men who bowed down, many say Derrick's nature is more similar to Triton. It's a heavy burden for him, already lost by one step.

"The second one?" tanyanya expectantly.

The caecilian was silent for a moment, a smile fading on his face."I had a chance to like Veron before he abused me."

The sword didn't look like it was stuck in Fabian's chest. It's insane! His mistakes were revealed one by one.

"But you love me as Zeyan's father right?" The last weapon, if this fails, he's dead.

"The four liked you so much. But after you ignored us, hanging us with unclear status. I'm trying to move on..." The honest words of the beautiful-looking woman, made the young man want to cry.

"But.. have saved Zeyan. thanks..." That was all Secilia said, hugging Fabian's body. The thing that made the young man glued."If there's no you, my son will die..."

Her hands were raised to wipe away those tears. However, the strange thing about Caecilia was touching her left chest. It was like feeling his rapid heartbeat.

"Just like me your heart rate is also irregular..." Sesilia chuckled softly, feeling Fabian's heartbeat using her palm.

Be friends for years under the name Veron. Do they miss those days?

"Close your eyes." Pinta Fabian, smile softly.

The woman closed her eyes, her fingers held by Fabian."In spring, there was a house with an oak tree in front of it. Green roses are like cabbage vegetables, plus some Chrysanthemum plants. That's where we roll out a small pedestal, sharing food and drinks. Looking towards the clouds, it was shaped like cotton candy. Listening to songs we like--" Fabian's sentence paused for a moment. That's what he used to say like a dream to a blind girl years ago.

The sentence that should have stopped now continues."Our son ran with his paintings. Every season we spent together until the autumn. Even if winter comes, we will warm ourselves before the fireplace. That's my dream---"

The body that approached naturally, kissed the lips of the woman who was closing her eyes. A kiss that feels deeper.

The crazy woman who forgave this man so many times. Is there anything as deep as her feelings?

A mad man who loves a blind woman, cannot take her eyes off her. Even when a lot of time has passed. Is there anything as deep as his love?

"Ki. we can be together..." Fabian chuckled, looking at the eyes of the Secilia yes began to open.

His hands touched that face. Rubbing his lips."I will not repeat my mistakes again. Wanting to have you, I misused you just to make sure you would only be mine. Therefore marry me."

The secilia fell silent for a moment, only smiling. He moved his lips back over Fabian's. Like this is a ready answer. The woman's waist was grabbed, not because of her true physique. But comfort when faithful the word that is on the lips speaks.

If this is considered more mature, this is the only way. Two people who have been separated repeatedly, a woman who has been repeatedly injured, along with an obsessive man who is chasing his tracks.

"Stop..." Pinta Fabian did not want to continue kissing. Secilia's eyes stared at him, as if wondering why?

"I want to do it again after we get married. I was wrong to have you without marrying you. I want to be better for you." Fabian continued.

The caecilian just smiled knot. Laugh small."Being a good wife, I promise. Please love us.." ask Sesilia.

Talkin? Something that may be better than physical touch. Two people who end up spending the night in the car. But not a car swaying like listening to a dangdut orchestra. This car doesn't shake at all.

Because both residents only listen to music and tell what they experience year after year. Without anything being exaggerated or reduced. Things get better, sometimes when the sun comes up. Fabian just looked at him realizing he could live happily now. Without lashing his father, or keeping the secret of his affair.

If this miracle does not come. It's possible that he died in a hotel or roadside, from an overdose. He was fed up with this life, but his dream was to have a small house, with a simple family? Beautiful dreams are manifested in apologies...

"The wedding will be in a few days. Zeyan is healthier. A simple wedding will not be many invitations present. So that our son is not exhausted." That was his advice when the morning sunlight had entered the car window.

"Are you sure I still love you?" joking of Caecilia.

"Of course, because I'm not forgotten..." The answer from Fabian was a short peek.