My Handsome CEO: I Love You, sir
I'll Do It For You

Kalista had guessed that Papa must not have slept because he was waiting for him. It was clearly a coffee glass in the man's hand when Kalista entered while carrying a birthday gift.

"Baby, how long have you been? Where's julio? Papa wants her the same way you guys do!"

"Udah knew Papa would say that so I told Kak Julio to come home."

Kalista threw herself down on the sofa and Rahadyan caught up with her.

The man hugged Kalista as if Kalista had left on another continent, only to return home after many months. Rahadyan is always more, so Kalista is not surprised.

"Why is your hair wet, honey?" Rahadyan stroked his head.

"Because the cream was so I washed," Kalista lied, reluctant to make Rahadyan hysterical if she knew Kalista was doused with water by her fiance Sergio.

The only ones who know Kalista is often bullied by Astrid are Sergio and Bu Director. Kalista forced the Director to promise not to tell Rahadyan because his business would be very long and boring.

"Papa."

"Hm?" Rahadyan is now busy patting tissue into Kalista's hair so that the water is absorbed.

"The past isn't something that can be changed, is it?"

"You mean?" Rahadyan was clearly astonished.

"Well, like Mama's mistress can't be changed at all. I also always think that people think of cheap Mama yaudah, because it's cheap Mama. I don't need anyone else to love Mama for me to love Mama. Mama yes Mama for me, even if Mama is a mistress for someone else."

Rahadyan held onto Kalista's face and blinked anxiously. He could immediately sensitize his son to the concubine's son again.

"What are you horrifying? Who said you're a mistress again? Tell me Papa."

"There's nothing you can do about it, Pa." Kalista should not be emotional and answer normally, but somehow he even screamed a little.

"Well, why do people say I'm a concubine or what? Yes, I am a mistress child, how do I want? Papa does want to wake up Mama keeps telling Mama to be Apple's CEO so let people call him I'm Apple's CEO's son?"

Rahadyan. "Someone is not really talking to you. Papa's coming to Julio's house now. If he's the one who's talking, he's not living tomorrow."

When Rahadyan moved with anger on her face, Kalista was angry at it.

"MAMA IS A MISTRESS!"

"That'S WHY everyone else has a right to say I'm a mistress' son, Papa!" yells Kalista fed up. "Can you just stop doing this? Trying to escape reality if I do this?"

"What?!"

"One world knows who I am, one world will call me a concubine! Because that is the fact! So Papa wants to kill everyone just because they're talking facts?!"

"WELL, I'LL DO IT FOR YOU!" Rahadyan shouted even louder. "You one world that says you're a concubine's son, ONE WORLD Papa kill! You think Papa cares?!"

"The problem is reality!"

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT THAT BULLSHIIT, KALISTA!"

Rahadyan came to her son, squeezing both arms she strongly wished she was conscious. He always does this. Always and always feel it is natural that others insult him.

"I'll do it for you. I'll do anything for you! I'll kill them for you! Anything, anything, ANYTHING just for you because you're the most important thing that I've ever had in this fuc-king world!"

The Kalista just stared at Rahadyan's teary eyes.

The girl lowered her head, not knowing why she was but able to stop her tears.

"I'm not saying I'm not sad" he whispered. "But I mean, why should care—"

"Papa cares because their words make you cry!"

Rahadyan was breathing as if she could die. His hand clasped Kalista's face, grimacing in pain as if his heart was now bleeding.

"You make Papa die every time Papa sees you cry, son. Papa tells me everything for you, let you smile, let you never be sad but like an outsider, a nobody, talk to you about it and make you cry?"

Rahadyan put her forehead on Kalista's forehead. Breathing with difficulty due to the purulent wounds in his heart.

"Why should your mom keep going? Why not Papa? Why should always be your mother who is looked at by others when Papa who bought you clothes, shoes, bags, and cars. All Papa but why doesn't anyone say you're Papa's son? Why is it always your mom?"

"Sorry." Calista ripped her hand against Rahadyan's neck, hugging her tightly. "I'm Papa's son. Forever Papa's son."

But Kalista is also forever Mama's child so maybe the nickname Gundik's son will forever exist.

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