Make Me His Substitute
Always Fascinating
Amara stared in amazement at the figure of the man who was currently saying the word on stage at the company's birthday celebration event that he was currently leading. The figure of the dashing and carrying man he was currently staring at was Aga. The man who has been for almost five years has filled his heart and mind.
"Sir Aga, you've always been charming." Amara muttered while staring at the figure of Aga who was currently descending the stage after saying the word welcome.
Amara continued to stare at the figure of Aga without blinking until finally the man again sat in the chair next to his best friend named Agatha.
"Anty, Zel wants to sit with Om Aga first, yes." Said a niece named Zeline. Since then he has been eager to approach the table Aga and his family.
"alright. But don't make a fuss there." Amara's Message.
"So you like to make noise, Zel tuh." Zeline answered with pursed lips because she did not like to hear Amara's words.
Amara just smiled looking at the adorable expression of her nephew at this moment. "Go away. Not that Zel wants to go to Om Aga's table." Amara.
Little Zeline nodded then stepped away towards the table Aga and her family were at.
Seeing the arrival of Zeline to their table certainly made Aga and his family very happy. Especially Papa Andrew who loves Zeline very much and considers Zeline as his own biological grandson.
From a distance that was not too far away, Amara continued to stare at the interaction of Zeline and the Aga family. It was clearly visible in Amara's eyes behind Aga's cold attitude stored immense affection on Zeline who was his nephew.
Satisfied with Zeline's interaction with the family of Zeline's biological father, Amara returned to focus on the event that was being held. If he had sat down with Zeline, Amara would have sat alone.
Agatha who had stolen a glance at Amara said goodbye to Papa Andrew to approach her best friend.
Aga's hand stretched out rubbing his nephew's head. "Zel here alone is the same Om and Grandpa." Her speech was gentle and was embraced by Zeline in response.
Agatha who was now sitting in the chair that Zeline had occupied seemed to nudge Amara's arm. He smiled intently at Amara who was staring back at him.
"What the hell, Agatha." Amara.
Agatha brought her lips closer to Amara's ears. "I know you've been watching my brother, haven't you?"
"Eh." Both of Amara's eyelids were wide open. How Agatha could know his movements while since then she felt Agatha was only focused on staring at the stage.
"How do you know, uh I mean why do you say that." Amara so excited herself with the answer.
"Because I've been watching your movements since. I also saw when you smiled while holding both your cheeks seeing my brother standing on stage." Agatha whispered back. Intending to tease Amara.
A red hue appeared on Amara's face after listening to Agatha's words. "You don't talk recklessly Agatha." Still trying to evade even though he knew Agatha would not just believe it.
"Mara, it's been five years since you harbored feelings for my sister. Do you currently have no intention of saying love or pursuing my brother's love. It's possible that if you want to move my brother can see you as a woman." Agatha opened up the thought of Amara who had always only loved Aga in silence.
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