My Uncle's Warm Bed
Always Wanted to be Protected

The ringing sound on his phone distracts Kevin from his laptop, a foreign number stamped adorning his brightly lit phone screen.

Instead of taking the call, Kevin ignored it. He was not interested in accepting it at all. Then there was a knock on the door, a few moments later

Frans entered his room.

"What's up, Frans?" ask Kevin without saying anything.

"It's transaction money last night, and they really like our stuff. It is likely that in the near future they will take more in larger quantities" Frans said, he handed Kevin a suitcase full of money.

"Good job, Frans. You never let me down. It's a bonus for you guys" Kevin threw two wads of money at Frans , it's a bonus because he's been working well. Of course Frans is not alone because there are some of his men who helped him.

Frans bent. "Thank you, Young Master. Then excuse me first" he bowed to Kevin and left. Frans will split the money Kevin gave to his men who went with him last night, he will not take the money for himself.

Suddenly Kevin remembered Viona, is the woman asleep or not? He was seen rising from his chair and waltzing away from his study.

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Nothing special tonight, just like the nights before. The sky is always covered in black clouds make the moon and stars reluctant to show their shape and choose to hide behind the dark lumps, rain seems to soon fall.

The breeze of the night wind blew against his face, shaking his long mane slowly. And in the light of night. His irises remained firmly fixed on the pitch-black night sky, hoping for a miracle to come so that he could see the moon and stars

Slowly but surely, the black clouds drifted away, the moon again showing its rays that had disappeared due to darkness. Finally the one she was waiting for came as well, Viona smiled widely

"Why not sleep?" the question distracts Viona from the Moon and the night sky. The woman looked over and found Kevin approaching her

"Uncle," Viona exclaimed softly.

Kevin approached Viona taking a spot beside her right with her back against the guardrail. His position and Viona's opposite direction. Kevin looked at Viona who was also staring at him.

"I'm not sleepy yet. Then why isn't Uncle sleeping?" Luna placed her arms over the cold and hard guardrail with her eyes straight up.

"Hm, my job just got done. It's late at night, you better get back inside and get to bed." Pinta Kevin, rejected by Viona.

The woman nodded slowly. "In a moment, I'm still not sleepy" he replied.

The wind suddenly blew fiercely, making Viona shiver slightly. She was only wearing a thin nightgown that contrasted with the air tonight. Occasionally Viona rubbed her own arm, trying to shake off the cold.

"Uhh, cold," the woman muttered softly.

There was no rejection from Viona, she let Kevin hug her. A sense of warmth immediately spread throughout his body. "Do you still feel the cold?" kevin whispered to ask.

Viona. "It's much better" he whispered.

Somehow Viona felt something unusual when Kevin hugged her, but this was not the first time they had embraced like this. Back when they lived together, Kevin always did when Viona was cold.

The warm breath of Kevin that hit around his ears made the fine hairs all over Viona's body stand up. He felt a strange vibration and it felt like something was tickling his stomach.

Viona looked back, making those different-colored eyes meet each other. A red gush appeared on both cheeks Viona looked at Kevin's gaze at her. Suddenly Viona became nervous.

"Pa..Uncle, I'm not cold anymore. Can you let go of your embrace" he said softly.

"You sure?" ask Kevin to make sure.

Viona nodded her head. "Yes" and answered briefly. Then Kevin releases his embrace to Viona and moves to her right side. They're standing next to each other.

The atmosphere of silence immediately enveloped the togetherness of the two of them. There was no more chatter like that, both of them were silent in silence.

Sometimes Kevin turned his head and looked at the woman on his left, looking at him clearly from head to toe. There are so many changes to Viona, not only is she getting older, but she is getting more beautiful.

"It's late at night, you better hurry in and go to sleep. Do not let you fall ill just because of the cold air, do you forget to ever get a severe flu just because of standing too long on the balcony. And I don't want to hear a word later or any reason!!" kevin said.

Viona sighed. He was forced to nod his head. "Well," and he could only resign before Kevin spoke more and more. He reluctantly left the balcony and went into his room.

Kevin approached Viona then kissed her forehead gently. "Good night, my little girl." Kevin smiled softly then sauntered out of Viona's room. And what Kevin did just now was the thing he used to do when Viona was about to go to sleep.

Although she was married and now has the status of a Widow, but Dimata Kevin Viona is still her adorable little girl.

"Uncle, don't do that anymore, because I'm not a child anymore" Viona grumbled as she lowered her head. Kevin's steps stopped at the door. He turned his head towards Viona who was bowing her head and unraveled a thin smile.

"But in Uncle's eyes you're still the little girl I've always wanted to protect. Go to sleep," asked Kevin once more and walked away. Leaving Viona alone in the void and void.

Instantly the atmosphere became silent after the man's departure. And Viona felt a sense of emptiness after Kevin wasn't around, like there was a sense of unwillingness in her when she saw him leave her. Viona sighed softly. "What's really wrong with me? Never mind, I better get some sleep" Viona told herself.

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