My Toni Is Mr. Anthony
Chapter 41 - Grandpa Is Number One

"Honey's... "

Feeling that the call was not for her, Toni did not take a headache and continued walking to the dining table.

'Oops! A cup of herbal tea will be good for Grandpa and Eliana.' Toni said in her heart.

(A cup of herbal tea would be good for Grandpa and Eliana.)

Suddenly he remembered that Eliana must have picked Grandpa up first and come down here with the old man. Toni changed direction, she carried her tray towards the pantry at the end of the dining room, and placed it on the kitchen counter. He intended to make herbal tea for his Grandpa and Eliana.

"Honey."

The sound of the approaching stiletto knock and the woman's voice did not disturb Toni's calmness in the least. He was focused and serious about preparing one pot of herbal tea.

While boiling the ginger, he cut the washed lemon. Then remove the honey from the storage area. Honey of the highest quality directly obtained from bee farmers.

"Honey."

This time the sweet, delicate voice was accompanied by a touch on Toni's arm.

Huh huh?

Tony jumped behind one step. He was shocked as if he had just been doused in hot water.

"Hi."

Instantly Toni was stunned on the spot. The beautiful woman before him smiled sweetly, from her body language she was like preparing to scatter towards Toni.

Toni took another step back. He looked at the woman whose arrival was unwanted.

"Who are you?" Toni asked coldly. His hand trembled slightly suddenly just as emotions surrounded him.

"So it's true Papa said that you don't remember me? Memory loss?" Tiffany stepped gracefully towards Toni. His face looked disappointed, his steps slowing down to show his sadness as Toni forgot about him.

The closer Tiffany steps, Toni's chest rumbles, like it is about to explode with anger whose cause is unknown. Toni was astonished by herself, but this woman did nothing. His tone while speaking also sounded worried and sweet.

But, it still felt sick to Toni.

Thanks God, the aroma of ginger is out in the room sign that the ginger water is ready.

Without answering Tiffany's question, she immediately poured ginger water into the pot. Then deftly squeeze the lemon and add it into the ginger water. Lastly he prepared a jar filled with honey and placed it on a tray, next to the tea pot. The honey will be poured later after the lemon ginger water is not too hot.

"Please send one waiter to the pantry to help me bring drinks into the dining room" Toni ordered from the intercom. He spoke his back to Tiffany, as if there was no one here.

Hegh! An arm hugged him firmly from behind accompanied by the sound of heart-wrenching sobs.

"What's wrong with you, Honey? What was? Where have you been? What are you sick with?" tiffany said in between her tears.

Toni closed her eyes, her body shuddering. He tried to escape from Tiffany's embrace. But Tiffany's embrace was too strong and arrived - arriving, making it a little difficult to move and turn around.

"Get out of me." Sizzled Toni.

***

Eliana opened her eyes just as the sun was emerging from the eastern horizon, slowly her room was flooded with light because the curtains had been opened by Toni earlier.

WHOA!

Oh my God, the sky is clear outside. Eliana widened her eyes, panicking. What - what the hell is this? Never before had he woken up like this, let alone lived in someone else's house. Wait, what does Mr Peterson say? Don't let him get up before the nurse wakes up.

Danger. , danger....

Eliana threw away her blanket and immediately ran to the bathroom. Tooth brushing, face washing, bathing and changing clothes, all done in lightning and hurry.

Half-running, Eliana headed to the large room at the end of the hallway.

"Excuse me, Mister. I'm sorry.--"

The great master was well dressed and sitting sweetly in his wheelchair with John standing firmly behind him.

"Hurry and bring me down, I'm hungry!" Mr. Peterson flicked his hand. He gave John a code to get out of the way. As usual, if there is Eliana, John's whereabouts immediately eliminated. Mr. Peterson prefers to be with Eliana, just like his grandchildren.

"Ehm... , sorry I'm bad luck sir." said Eliana grimacing, really feeling bad.

"Next time close your balcony door well - good so that no intruders come in. So you don't have bad luck." said Mr. Peterson.

The dieng!

There's a gong pounding in Eliana's heart, it looks like Mr. Peterson got a report of an 'intruder' in his room last night. His eyes glanced suspiciously at John who was standing upright beside Mr. Peterson, who glimmered unmoved. The alleged perpetrator of the reporting simply stood tall without any expression.

Seeing Eliana unmoving, Mr. Peterson again made a sound. "Don't wait - no one is younger and handsome than me, you immediately abandoned this old man, huh?!" Mr. Peterson's tone of voice sounded riled up, but his eyes did not look angry.

Eliana was relieved, her master was not angry.

"I don't dare, Sir. You stay number one." Pants Eliana while smacking a smile. They got into the elevator and went down to the first floor.

"I need proof not promise, Eliana." retorted Mr. Peterson, he pretended to lash.

"alright. After breakfast we'll be on date time, sir. Wherever you want, I'll be ready to accompany." Eliana's smile grew wider. John smiled, and he was happy. Since there was Eliana, her great master seemed more relaxed and almost never angry.

"And you, John. Listen to me!" Mr. Peterson's voice sounded serious.

"Ready, Sir."

TING!

The loud sound of the elevator indicates they have reached the first floor. Eliana pushed Mr. Peterson's wheelchair into the kitchen.

"I order you to focus on taking care of me while we're dating. This old man will not be able to fight two young people who are jealous blind. Haha... "

Mr. Peterson laughed, the mood this morning was so good. John couldn't help but laugh. Not wanting to be considered impolite, he walked ahead of Eliana and Mr. Peterson to the kitchen. Means to open the glass door of the dining room and multipurpose room.

SRETT!

DUK!

"Oops, sorry John. You stopped suddenly, I accidentally bumped into you." lamented Eliana, her face showing regret for bumping into John in a wheelchair.

John looked over, his expression awkward. The view inside didn't really want to show Eliana. He didn't want Eliana to be hurt, no matter how the atmosphere of this house came back to life because of the woman. His brain is spinning fast.

AHHH!

"Miss, let me drive you to breakfast. Could you help get me a walking frame --"

"Hey, just tell the waiter to take it. Why Eliana?" mr. Peterson's Protest. He directly pressed the navigation lever, impatiently breaking through John who was blocking him.

OHO! Waw!

Mr. Peterson swallowed his salivation, trying as fast as lightning to move his finger across the navigational lever, intending to rotate his position to face Eliana. Ah, his hand just shook erratically. Age makes motor weak.

"Grandpa."

Connect yes...

NOTE :

1. Walking Frame \= walker that has two handles as a handle and four legs as a lever.

2. Pantry \= if in Indo the name is a clean kitchen to prepare food/drinks without having to cook big. If in the UK usually to store food or drinks or simple cooking equipment.

3. Stiletto \= types of high heel shoes, usually famous for their extra height compared to other high heels. The base of the heels is usually made of iron or a mixture of iron while the trunk of the heels is made of iron or rubber.