Hot Mommy's Passion Trap
Detective Arsenio

"Later, yeah, honey. Mommy saved up first. Honey, use your money. Take it easy Mommy will definitely try her best so that you can quickly meet Daddy," said Shanum, once again he had to lie.

Arsenio nodded in agreement. All of those newly discovered gaffes were enough to make him understand that his Mommy was currently lying. In order to avoid suspicion, Arsenio could only nod according to what Shanum told her. If he asked all the questions that he considered to be awkward, then it would be difficult for him to find out because surely his Mommy would be more careful again.

"Alright, Mom, I hope Mommy can quickly occupy your words," said Arsenio, staring at her Mommy face which exuded an aura of fatigue. The great hope that Arsenio put on her face instantly subsided as she accidentally saw there was a cut on her Mommy's forehead.

The white-looking gauze was intentionally covered with Shanum's children's thick hair. Arsenio, who had initially leaned her back against the wall, straightened her body.

"What's up, honey? You feel uncomfortable? shanum asked, watching his son's movements getting closer to his face.

"should, though,. Arsen asked Mommy. Mommy why? What happened, why is there a scar on Mommy's forehead?" arsenio asked, looking fixedly at Shanum's face, not turning away in the slightest. As if not giving space for Shanum to lie, or even assemble another reason again.

Shanum laughed discordantly, he threw his face the other way.

"Mommy's okay, honey. Don't worry too much" said Shanum, allowing his hair to cover his wounds even more.

"Mom, did Mommy forget the honesty values that Mommy always taught me? Mommy says Arsen should always be honest with anyone and under any circumstances. Why is Mommy lying now? Mommy didn't intend to show me that wound?" rengek Arsenio, cupping Shanum's face. Forced her mother to look at her.

Shanum smiled, he indeed could not hide anything from his son. It was as much as possible to hide the wound, still visible to the observant Arsenio. So, it has reached the stage of being discovered and forced to confess so, where maybe Shanum is still trying to cover up the wound.

"It's just a small wound, honey. You don't have to worry. After all, it was also treated by Mommy's office friends," said Shanum. "Are you sure you want to see?" shanum asked once again he made sure.

Arsenio shook her head. "Arsen didn't say he wanted to see the wound, Mom. Arsen just wanted to hear the cause of the injury. That's it," said Arsenio.

"Continue eating, yeah. Mommy wants to clean up first," said Shanum, patting slowly Arsenio's shoulder then passed to the back.

"Yes, Mom." Arsenio hurriedly finished her meal. After this, there was something big he had to do. And it should be resolved as soon as possible. One or two pieces of evidence were in his hands, which made it easier for Arsenio to reach out to all the other pieces of evidence, and to expand on the information he would get.

However, everything that Arsenio did had to be counted over and over again. Can't get her Mommy's suspicions. It should be normal, but it should be quick.

After finishing his meal, Arsenio began fiddling with his gadget. He opened the photo that was sent earlier. Look again at the photo of Arthur that is very similar with his face.

"Indeed very similar to my face," muttered Arsenio, paying attention again in a completely clear manner.

Arsenio began writing Arthur's name in a small search column. He noticed many different faces. The whole owner of Arthur's name is starting to come out. Arsenio smiled as she saw some of Arthur's faces. Later, there are many new columns that write the name Arthur Harisson.

A lot of information about Arthur's parents, information about the man's company, even to the ideal type of girl that Arthur likes.

Arsenio began to click on all the seeds of information he got. He smiled because his Daddy's face was so handsome. The more Arsenio searched and saw more, the more photos appeared. Arsenio likened her face to Arthur, completely like a generation of different twins.

"Is he really my Daddy? Or, Mommy just choose someone who looks like me to be my Daddy so I don't sulk anymore?" arsenio's murmur began to guess.

Arsenio traced similar images, giving rise to people who were likely to have faces similar to Arthur Harisson. It was there that he could judge whether there were still others whose faces were closer to his resemblance than Arthur Harisson's or not. If anything, then Arthur will be made a second possibility. The second goal if after Arsen investigated the more similar man but did not produce satisfactory results for him.

In fact, of the many photos of people who are almost similar to Arthur, only Arthur Harisson whose face is very similar to Arsenio Thafta Mahira.

Arsenio smiled. He begins to have a bright spot as to who his Daddy is, where the man is. And why did Mommy admit that Arthur was dead. In fact, when viewed from the information that is widely circulated, the man looks still fresh fit and fine.

"If I look at all the background photos, it seems he's a very rich man. The picture is overseas, the coolest golf area, in the snow, even in an elite company called Arthur Group" Arsenio murmured.

"Is my Daddy also a cleaning service, just like Mommy?" muttered Arsenio again. But, it's impossible. Back he saw clearly, all the background was not fake.

"Cannot be. If judging from his appearance alone, there's no way he's a cleaning service." Arsenio spoke with a voice that was so lyrical. Afraid that her Mommy eavesdropped or peeked, she suddenly found out what the little guy was looking for.

Arsenio sculpted, she patted her own eel. Then, smile wryly.

"Basic fool. How could I possibly forget such a big fact" he said, chuckling softly.

"Arthur Group? My Daddy's name is Arthur Harisson. Then, is it more likely that my Daddy is the owner of that company? Really so?" Arsenio's smile grew. The facts he had just met made him happy.

"But, if it's just a misunderstanding, it seems to have been my duty as a child to right that wrong. Trying to bring the two closer together again" Arsenio muttered again. His mind was like an adult who intended to match his own parents.

"Mommy and Daddy are in the same office. They often meet and interact. I have to figure it all out" Arsenio promised himself.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door outside his room interfered with Arsenio's focus on finding information. Arsenio was lazy to care about people outside, because she already knew who was coming to her room at night.

Feeling ignored, not opening the door, the little woman who was still knocking on the door got even more upset. He was very sure, it was Arsenio who would not open the door for him.

"Mommy Shanum's! Brother Arsenio! Open the door for me! I've been waiting outside!" shouted the little girl while knocking on the door loudly. "senior brother let's play. Why do you feel at home in there?!" he shouted again without reducing the intonation of his voice.

Inside, Shanum who also heard the sound of repeated knocking of the door, saw Arsenio who was still focused on her gadget. He's approaching Arsenio.

"Arsen, why are you still here? Someone's knocking on the door and asking you to play, baby!" shanum said, sitting next to his son.

Arsenio who heard her Mommy voice was shocked. He immediately hid his gadget behind his body. He sat down, looking at his Mommy who was staring in wonder at him.

"Arsen doesn't want to play with him, Mom. He's a real bitch." Arsenio pursed her lips while scaping.

"InfFECT? Wh why? Is there something wrong Cleo?" ask Shanum.

"There's nothing wrong. But, he does not have a point" said Arsenio.

His son's words invited Shanum's laughter. However, despite feeling funny, Shanum did not justify such a genius attitude.

"Darling, you can't. His grandmother was very good with us, you know. You don't remember?" Shanum tried to advise his son

"So, does Arsen have to play with her because it remembers Grandma's kindness?" asked Arsen again, his sour face illustrating Arsenio's disapproval of his Mommy remarks.

"It's not like that." Shanum gently rubbed his son's head. "If you're not friends with Cleo, Grandma would be sad. Now you feel she's not fun. But, after you played, surely your view of Cleo instantly changed.

"Cleo is a good girl, jolly, beautiful" Shanum said.

"But he's stupid, Mom! If Arsen talked to her, she would definitely answer with, ha? ha? ha? That's so!"

Again and again Shanum tried to hold back his laughter. The words of young children are very honest, although sometimes it sounds painful and ugly. But, the honest assessment is a child.

It's been two weeks that Mother's granddaughter has come here to play. After seeing Arsenio, the little girl named Geo did not want to go home. In fact, if Arsenio was at home, every minute she would look at Shanum's place. Arsenio's good looks are beyond doubt. The offspring of his very handsome Daddy was also authoritatively carried over to Arsenio.

"can't behave like that, honey. Neighbors, we should always be nice to them. If something happens, they are the first to help us. If we are arrogant, they will hate. Then, who's gonna help us later?" Shanum tried to give his son some understanding.

Arsenio was silent, as if she was digesting every word she said from her Mommy.

"Come on!" Shanum was about to move out. However, his hand was pulled by Arsenio who had not yet moved out of place.

"Why, Honey?" ask Shanum.

"Mom, may I ask you something?" arsenio's voice was so soft. As the heart settled on her face while nodding, Arsenio threw her face in the other direction.

"Whatis that? Just ask!"

"Mommy, if Arsen accidentally kissed a girl my age, would she get pregnant? Is Arsen responsible for marrying her? Arsen .. would not marry that stupid girl, Mommy!" Arsen squeezed his own fingers. That's what Shanum passed down to Arsenio. If he is nervous or scared, he will squeeze his finger.

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