My Blacklist Man's
She's Like Mom

After coming from the room of his adopted son, Gustav intended to meet the woman. With a slow step, he entered the room. Looking at it, the tray containing food seemed to be splattered on the floor, a girl appeared to stand facing the large glass with her hands propping up the infusion pole.

He deliberately cleared his throat loudly to attract the attention of the girl.

''Who are you?" fania asked with a frowned look at the presence of the middle-aged man.

Gustav stepped over swinging the staff supporting his old body closer to the girl.

''Can I come in?"

''Ten-tu, Sir. Please."

Although I feel confused. However, Fania continued to invite with great politeness.

''How are you doing?" Gustav started the conversation after a moment of silence.

''It's lightening, sir."

''I heard you were pregnant, why did you throw away the food. Are pregnant women hungry?" He asked a trick question.

The girl had no intention of answering, her eyes looking teary looking straight ahead.

''What do you feel now? Are you unhappy here?" ask Gustav again.

Only a weak gel was obtained which made Gustav exhale slowly.

''Why ''Why?"

Patiently, the middle-aged man looked forward to the voice of the girl beside him.

''I want to get out of here," Fania replied softly with a voice holding back tears. He tried to keep the tears in his eyes from falling.

''I—" Fania seemed hesitant to reveal all the burdens that shackled her heart.

''Say, what do you want to say! I'll listen. The burden must be revealed so as not to become a disease. Say it! I won't be angry, even if you say bad things about him."

''Every time I saw his face, the emotions within me were always peaking. All the memories of all the bitterness I experienced flashed like a broken cassette. I don't want to be here. I want to live as quietly as I used to before I knew him."

''Quickly, what have you experienced so deeply that you hate it?"

Fania began to tell the outline of her problem from beginning to end, not a single event that was not revealed. Hoping by telling that all these middle-aged men would report to his master. Seeing his spirit introgasi himself, Fania was sure if the man was the man's man.

''It hurts, Sir. When separated from a family that clearly still exists, it hurts more than having to separate because of destiny.'' Fania ended the story with a bitter cry.

''If it wasn't for him and this fetus, my life wouldn't be like this" she said.

Slowly, Gustav began to understand the problems that befell the girl. He just needed support, the spate of events that happened made him mentally quite depressed.

''What if she's in charge of your pregnancy?"

''I am not accepting. He's the man who entered in the black record of my life," he replied holding back indignation.

''If he can bring back your family and good name, would you accept it?''

Instantly, Fania shifted her gaze, then stared fixedly at the old man. His tongue was too faint to answer.

Fania stared fixedly at the man's back until it disappeared behind the door. His heart became a gamang after hearing his words.

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''Why don't you go?" Fania stared fixedly at the middle-aged woman who had just delivered her lunch.

''Master asked me to stay here until you finish this meal, Miss," he replied politely.

Fania exhaled heavily, inevitably she ate the food. Although he actually felt hungry hungry, but his body was not too weak because he got the help of energy from intravenous fluids.

When you have just fed food, as usual the nausea is back present. The waiter who saw the gurgle of his prospective employer who was about to spit out his food, swiftly prepared a container. So that the young lady in front of him did not have to bother to run to the bathroom.

''Are you all right, Miss?"

Fania simply nodded while trying to get all of her entrails out. The waiter thrust out a tissue that Fania immediately received.

''Thank you, ma'am," he said sincerely.

''Call me aunty, after all you are my future employer, Miss."

Fania looked at the middle-aged woman with teary eyes. Patently, he cleaned up all the mess he had caused, without even complaining. His patience and gentleness were very similar to his mother's, and suddenly the intense longing for the mother slipped in the recesses of his heart.

His memory still records clearly the sorrow of Asih when he saw himself being treated unfairly, only he always defended when everyone hurled insults and insults at him.

''Mom, Fania miss ... May she be well, "' she lamented in her heart.

''Why are you, Miss? Why are you crying? Is anyone sick? I'm calling you sir?"

The girl immediately held the servant's arm. ''Uh, no-no, ma'am. When I saw my mother, I suddenly remembered my mother" Fania said, shrinking her tears.

The middle-aged woman stared at the young girl in front of her.

''Does the lady want anything?"

''No, Ma. Thank ye. Please, tell the man, don't force me to eat again, all the food is wasted."

''Fine, my Miss will deliver it soon, excuse me," he said.

''Ma'am," called Fania again before the maid disappeared behind the door.

''Yes, Miss. Do you need anything?"

''Can I think of my mother as my mother?" asked Fania hesitating.

The middle-aged woman replied with her gentle smile.

''Can, Miss. Please."

''But don't call me Miss. Just call Fania."

''Alright."