I Love You My Step Mother
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With mixed feelings of shock, wonder and curiosity Andrian decided to approach the table where his father, Reza, was chatting with a woman. He stepped slowly, approaching the table.

"Papa," said Andrian.

Reza who looked surprised and excited to see the arrival of Andrian, tried to smile awkwardly. "Andrian? Oh, I didn't know you'd be here."

Andrian then turned to the woman sitting next to Reza. The woman in the tight red dress also seemed to be shocked and a little uncomfortable with the situation. Andrian frowned in surprise because he did not recognize the woman.

"He who?"

Reza tried to remain calm, albeit in a troubled heart. He glanced at the woman. "Oh, this is Devi's mother, Papa's client." Reza looked at him nervously. "Dev, uh Mom. Meet my son, Andrian."

The flaming red-clothed girl nodded awkwardly, trying to smile even though the situation was a bit awkward. He extended a hand. "Hallo, I'm Devi, Mas client, uh Mr. Reza. It's nice to meet you."

Andrian is still a bit confused by the presence of Reza and Devi in this restaurant, but he tries to stay polite. He welcomed the woman's hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"You alone, Andrian?" ask Reza curiously.

Andrian shakes. "I'm with a friend, Pa. At the table there." Reza followed Andrian's gaze at the table where Secilia was sitting, the woman both looked at the two and gave a brief smile.

"If Papa is alone?"

"So, it's Andrian. Papa and Bu Devi are discussing Bu Devi's case. Papa's lawyer will be with him." Reza smiled stiffly, as did the woman.

"Oh." Andrian was bearded after hearing Reza's explanation.

After a short talk with Reza, Andrian decided to leave their table. Meanwhile, a curious Secilia asked, "Who are they?"

"That's my father and his client."

"Eh, really?" sesilia said unexpectedly. A second later, he got up from the chair, approached Reza's desk across the street not far from where he was with Andrian.

The caecilian greeted Reza kindly. "Hallo, Om."

Reza looked up, he smiled. "Hallo. Are you Andrian's friend?"

"Yes, Om. I'm also his co-worker in the office."

"Well, good dong." Reza smiled happily. The three shake hands with each other.

"Good acquaintance, Om."

"Om too. Go to the house often" Reza said, sipping a glass of mineral water in front of him. While the woman was busy glazing, while applying lipstick on her lips. At first glance, Sesilia watched the blonde woman.

"Yes maybe sometime. Excuse me, Om."

"All right."

After saying goodbye to Reza, Secilia returned to her desk to approach Andrian who had observed the interaction from afar.

"It's nice to know your father" said Sesilia as she downed her last drink. "By the way, what's your Papa doing?"

Andrian saw a rolex-branded watch coiled around his wrist. "Come home?" ask him at Sesilia.

"okay." Andrian stood up, he took out his wallet from his pants pocket. "Let me pay. I invite you" said Sesilia holding Andrian's hand when he was about to issue a note.

"Seriously?" Andrian looked at him badly.

"Yes. Next time you're my last." A misty mistress, with a big smile from Andrian.

The two move on, leaving the restaurant and Reza still engrossed in dinner with Devi inside.

After driving Secilia home, Andrian's mind was still disturbed by the presence of Reza and Devi in the restaurant. This made him wonder, wasn't the papa supposed to be out of town for a few days? Why is he in Jakarta now and even having dinner with a woman?

Andrian pondered in his car as he drove the black sedan home. Suspicions and questions began to approach. He felt the need to find out more about the situation, especially considering the complicated relationship between himself, Reza, and Alfira. But he also felt he had to be careful and not make assumptions before getting more information.

Arriving at home, Alfira with a bright face opened the door for Andrian. After entering, Andrian asked Alfira. "Has Papa been home before?"

Alfira frowned, he replied hesitantly, "No, Andrian. Your father hasn't come home. Why?"

Andrian just nodded and felt strange. However, he did not want to take a headache and think that kind of. He paid his respects to his stepmother, heading to the room leaving Alfira who was still unmoved by herself at the door.

In the room, when Andrian was about to change his clothes, he received a call from Caecilia. "Hallo?"

"Night," said a melodious Sailia at the other end.

"What's wrong?" Andrian curious. Just separated, now that Caecilia had contacted him. Is there anything important? thought.

"I just want to thank you for letting me dinner."

Andrian laughed a little. "Oh, what's wrong. I'm happy to have dinner with you too."

Momentary silence. "Okay, good night if that's it."

"You too, yeah. Get some sleep tomorrow at work."

Caecilia chuckles. "I'm going to dream about you because I'm missing again." The woman said slowly.

"Huh?" andrian asked with a cengo face. To see if he didn't hear wrong.

"Hmm, forget. Anyway, have a nice dream."

"You too. " The phone connection was cut off.

On her comfortable bed, Sesilia smiled shyly after hanging up the phone call with Andrian. It was then that he realized that his feelings for the man were deepening. He seems to have a crush and really like his co-worker.

With a happy smile on her face, Secilia pondered about their increasingly frequent encounters. I don't know why he wanted to be close to Andrian. Andrian's calm and sometimes quiet carrying, made him curious. But for now, he could only hide.

There was an inevitable happiness when that night he kept thinking about Andrian. "I think I like you more" he muttered with a blushing face.