My Uncle's Warm Bed
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The ringing sound on her phone distracts Kevin and Viona. Kevin let go of his embrace to the woman to see who contacted him, the man squinted his right eye at the foreign number on his brightly lit phone screen.

Curious who contacted him, Kevin received the call.

"Kevin, how are you? It's been a long time since we met,"

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Kevin when he heard the voice of the person who contacted him. The voice was very familiar and familiar to him, then his gaze rolled on Viona who was looking at him curiously. As if asking 'Uncle, who contacted you?' more or less that is what that look means.

Kevin ended their eye contact and focused on the person who contacted him. "Who are you really? And why did you call me?" ask Kevin without further ado.

"I'm sure you haven't forgotten me, you still remember me so well my great sister.but why do you pretend to forget me?" said the guy who called Kevin.

Kevin clenched his hand hearing what he said. Of course Kevin knows who contacted him, though he's not sure if it's really him.

His voice, the way he spoke, really resembled that person. But Kevin did not dare to assume, let alone guess whether he was really that person or not.

"Meet me in person if you really aren't a coward!!" kevin said defiantly.

"sorry, Kevin, but I don't think it's time to appear before you two, because I'm still waiting for the right time to give you a sweet surprise and him, hahaha." that person then ended his call just like that. And when Kevin tried to call him back, the number was no longer active.

And in the meantime, the confusion is clearly visible on Viona's face looking at Kevin's expression that suddenly turned serious. He was curious as to who contacted his Uncle, to the point of making Kevin look unhappy.

"Uncle, who called you?" ask Viona curiously.

Kevin turned his head, and returned Viona's gaze. Then he runs the head. "Nobody, just a prankster. Come on in, it's so cold in here, don't let you catch a cold because you've been exposed to the night wind for too long." He said and was nodding by Viona.

Suddenly the woman stopped her steps. Viona raised both her hands and stretched out to Kevin. Cueing for Kevin to carry her, the man sighed. Then Kevin approached Viona and lifted her bridal style and brought her inside.

"Uncle, if someday I find someone who truly loves me sincerely, will you give us your blessing?" viona asked, her eyes locked onto Kevin's right eye.

"Depending on it, he could take the exam from me or not. Otherwise, don't expect me to give you both my blessing." Said Kevin.

"What! Exams, what kind of test will you give her?" ask Viona curiously.

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. "Either, even Uncle himself does not know, because he has not thought about it" he replied.

Viona's question made Kevin's mood drop dramatically. Why should we talk about soul mate everything? Kevin is always sentimental when Viona has discussed about a soul mate, soul mate and soul mate. Like there is a feeling of unwillingness if he is owned by someone else. And that bothers him a lot.

"It's weird, '" said Viona sneering.

Viona resuscitated her head to the chest of Kevin's field hidden behind her black shirt. Both of her hands hugged the man's neck tightly, she always found comfort in Kevin's arms, and Viona was looking forward to hugging this uncle every day.

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After delivering Viona to her room. Kevin doesn't go to bed right away, he goes to his study to discuss something very important with Frans. And it had to do with someone who contacted him earlier.

"Sir, you called me?" frans said to him in front of Kevin.

"What's the big deal, sir? It's not usually that you look panicked like this" Frans asked. Of course Frans wondered because he had never seen Kevin that sweet, because Kevin was the calmest person he had ever known. "Did something happen?" ask Frans to make sure.

"Someone called me. I need you to track her current position, "Kevin handed Frans his cell phone, and he asked her to track down the person who called her earlier.

Actually Kevin can do it himself, but he doesn't have too much time to do it, which is why he asked Frans for help to track him down. Because Frans is the only Kevin who has the ability like him.

"Good, Sir. Sir, if I may know who contacted you?" ask Frans curiously.

Kevin shakes. "I can't confirm it, and I'm not too sure he's that person either. Maybe we can find a clue after the number has been traced. For that, just keep track of her whereabouts so we can be sure." Said Kevin and replied to a nod by Frans.

"Good, Sir."

Kevin clenched his hand. Sooner or later he could definitely find that person, Kevin really wanted to make sure that person was right for him or not.

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A young man is seen entering a luxury building that has two floors. His arrival was greeted by several servants, he arrogantly passed through the services without greeting them in the slightest, not even a smile.

The man's steps came to a halt in front of the whitewashed with a beautiful size. The man took a deep breath and blocked, steadily he opened the door in front of him.

"Pa, what did you call me here for? Is there something important you want to tell me?" it was in the middle-aged who was playing chess alone.

"Sit down first, Marco." The middle-aged pinta was without staring at his interlocutor. He turned to the chess piece in front of him. "Hows it? Did you find him?" then he lifted his head and looked at Marco.

Marco nodded. "Already, Pa. I met her once, and she was beautiful. At the first meeting I was immediately interested in him." said Marco.

"What a good Marco, you are indeed my Son. You should be able to get close to her and make her fall in love with you, can you?" ask the man to make sure.

Marco nodded. Of course you can, Pa. Whichever woman I can't conquer with the charm I have, will definitely bring her to my knees. So Mr. Take it easy you can count on me" said Marco confidently.

The man nodded. "Good good, it's an answer like this that I want. Do your job well and don't let Papa down, or you'll know for yourself the consequences" the man warned.

"I'll make it, Pa. And I will make Papa proud of me" Marco said.

"Good, you can go now." Pinta the man. Marco bowed then left his father's room and left him alone.

Marco clenched his hands, his eyes turning sharp and cold. He swore to himself, if Marco would make the Woman fall in love and bend to under his feet. Marco will ensnare him with his charm.

"Look at. I can definitely make you fall in love with me!!"

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