My Poor Secretary's
Part 4's
“I know, Mom. You've reminded me almost five times in one day,” Danzel replied that she was still driving.
“I won't be tired of finding you a mate until you get married, what are the criteria you want? All the children of beautiful mommy friends, still you dump them,” complained Mommy Megan.
“That must definitely be well-behaved and fast to be my companion.”
“Almost everything mommy introduced is nothing good?”
“Ada.”
“Then, why is there no one you want to make a wife?”
“Because no one deserves to be my side.”
Mommy Megan could be heard sighing harshly. It's hard to find a replacement for Diora in her son's heart, but Danzel's ex-lover isn't as perfect as an angel.
“Open my message, it's a photo of Alcie Glee. Don't forget to Ravintola,” Mommy Megan said after sending a chat to her son.
“Why should Ravintola? I don't want to be there, just move the location,” Danzel protest.
“Then, where do you want to meet?”
“Kappeli.”
“Oke, I'll send you Alcie's number. You just exchanged messages with him directly.”
“No, mommy only. Who wants to find me with her is mommy, not at my own will.”
“OK, I'll update it. It's a long time ago, and don't let you make a woman this time cry like always,” ask Mommy Megan.
“I didn't promise.”
Danzel was about to press the red button on the screen to turn off the phone call. For a long time hot ears listen to his mommy who already wants him to have a companion.
The sound of a squeak between the tire that was brake suddenly with the asphalt of the road also sounded very loud.
“Did I bump into people?” danzel's mumbling is very soft.
His eyes that lack focus on the road make him unconscious if there is a traffic light sign that is showing red. And he braked when surprised that a little boy was about to cross.
Danzel got out of her car to check if there really was anyone she hit or not. It turned out that the boy who had been captured by his sense of sight was now crouching while holding his ear.
“Hi, I'm sorry for driving out of focus. Are you hurt?” Danzel approached the boy to confirm his condition. He saw the distance of his front car with the location of the child, it was not too close and he could breathe a sigh of relief because it did not hit people.
The boy raised his head when he heard a voice. “A—aku is fine, Sir,” he explained stammering because honestly he was afraid if hit by a car.
Danzel can breathe a sigh of relief. “Come, I'll take you to the hospital to check your condition,” take him while leading the boy to stand.
“No need, Sir. I have to sell this chocolate to help my mom pay rent,” reject the boy while pointing to a basket filled with sweet foods.
“How much is all the chocolate worth?”
“One hundred euros.”
“I bought everything, but you have to go to the hospital.” Danzel took out her purse and gave her a piece of chocolate-worth money that the boy had sold. He took over the basket from a still-little hand. “Sign in to my car, soon the lights will be green. Before other riders protest if we make a traffic jam on the road,” invite him while opening the door beside the wheel.
Danzel also entered the four-wheeled vehicle. “What's your name?” ask him so that later when in the hospital he can tell the identity of the boy.
“Selena Eisten.”
“How old are you?”
“Ten years.”