Not a Paid Woman
BPB: Seven Years

POV: RICHARD

Seven years ago, a very long time ago, when an innocent little angel was placed in front of my office, wrapped in swaddling clothes and placed in a box.

No crying and no moving at all. Closed tightly in a small cardboard box with a pile of HVS paper. The placenta isn't broken yet, he's my little son still covered in blood, sleeping quietly in the box with a piece of paper with a painful message from a girl I accidentally slept with while I was drunk that day.

He threw away this precious child, leaving it behind while I was still in the most broken state. After that incident, I was officially banished by my family.

Life is going on the streets with a baby boy who is adorable. I don't know, my heart has fallen on this child, whatever I will fight for to make her feel a decent life even without the figure of a mother who doesn't want it.

Seven years passed, it didn't take long after I was reunited with my son and expelled from the family company even my name was crossed off the family list, I managed to build my own business without anyone knowing because my business was named after my son.

The help of my friends kept me strong and enduring until I found my son's mother, I don't care what she's in right now I don't care if she's married or not , all I want is for her to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother.

Wherever the woman I'm going to find, I'm going to force her and I'm going to make her responsible for throwing away my precious son.

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The neat classic room with a masculine arrangement is inhabited by a handsome charismatic man, his cold face decorated with thin fur fur on the chin and jaw, looks charming and makes it more charismatic.

Stand in front of the mirror while wrestling with a blue tie filled with white stripes. Several times an angry curse was heard from the man's mouth when his tie was even more shattered.

Intentions want to look neat but even become messy, even though today is a precious day for a little boy who has been tired of watching his father struggling with a long tie.

" Papa Ndak need to wear a tie, it will be a long time!!" Knock the boy with an adorable voice. His face was upset that Richard had been standing in front of the mirror for half an hour, but it didn't work.

syuunngg....

The long object floated away after the owner heard the babbling sound from the little lips of his son who was paralyzed by the events of a year ago when the child almost died from being hit by a motorcycle while crossing without supervision Richard.

" Haha.... Yes sorry Gege... Papa would want to be neat so you are proud to have Papa as handsome as this!!?" Richard's taps while patting his son's head.

" A ready to go?" Ask Richard.

" Ready pa!!" George Nagara King is often called Gege.

Richard smiled sweetly, he raised his son's body which was clearly a photocopy of himself as their faces were very similar.

"Ahhhhh... Papa's son is great, we're leaving soon" Richard said as he put Gege in a wheelchair.

The father and son came out of their house which looked very spacious and filled with a play area that was not actually used by Gege at all.

" Good morning brother how are you!!!" The taps of a man with a thick fake moustache perched under his nose, fitted with a cowboy costume are perfect for the man with the sharp nose.

“Wow... cowboy.. good morning Sir.” exclaims Gege while saluting with his adorable dimples. The only physical characteristic that the boy's birth mother gave him.

“ Ready to go?” another man approached them with a chocolate bar.

“ Max, don't give him a lot of chocolate, his teeth can be broken because of that, how many times have I warned you, you fool, you son of a bitch, “ Richard chuckles annoyed at seeing his friend Max who always brings chocolates to the boy.

“ Nothing Papa, later Gege for friend Gege, “ said the boy while putting his chocolate in the bag.

“ Ck..

“ Okay let's go, your Papa is too stiff ge, don't be like papa ya, suck because hahahhaa...” chirps Daniel the cowboy while taking over Gege's wheelchair and pushing the boy while running for joy.

“hoooo....”.

“ Wohhoooo...” Both men of different generations were screaming in joy down the road leading to the outside of the mansion.

Richard could only massage his temple to see the behavior of the two humans,” This is the reason I was lazy to bring the Daniel, no fuss not playing,” Richard grumbled.

Pukkp…

“ You know that without Daniel, Gege might be constantly moody, just let them be together, anyway both have similar stories, you have to understand, quickly do not nag here, just let them be together, “ annoyed Max while walking ahead of Richard.

Richard sighed, he was already working on the best treatment for his son, he was looking for the best doctor who could heal both of his sons legs, but none of the therapies worked to get the child back to health as it once was. Run and play as much.

Gege was a child who was very happy to exercise, but after the incident he could not do anything and just sat in a wheelchair staring at his friend who could play freely.

Doctors say the cause of Gege's leg can not walk is also influenced by the child's psychic condition. Gege is too smart to hide his pain, too smart to hide his sadness, and always covers that he gets a lot of ridicule from friends at his school because only he has no mother.

Gege, not wanting to make his father sad, kept everything in his heart and tried to always smile in front of his father.

Today there is an art performance at their school, parents of students are asked to come to school and watch their children.

With gallant footsteps, the charismatic handsome man walked down the street in his home, following Daniel, Max and his son who were already waiting outside.

“ Max, the pervert where? Why haven't I heard from you these past few days? He also did not contact Gege,” asked Richard as he entered his red Ferrari.

“ As the name implies, he may be playing with the women, he is addicted, whether how big the stamina of the pervert, lest he get a disease that is not-no because of his habit, he said,” reply Max who chose to ride his Jeep.

“ Heh don't get me wrong first, you think the work of the rogue is only growing crops but not growing seeds? He was partying with his client in NYC, there was a big fish that he would catch to win the bridge construction project this time, he was crazy.” Daniel replied while turning on his electric bike.

“ahh... and you, want until when you just use the electric bike, how difficult is it to use the car again? You make yourself difficult,” taunted Richard.

“ heih is the same as the question ‘why do you like to hang out even though your son needs a mother figure, do you want to answer? Don't ask me to argue, you devil!!”

“ You are the devil,” reply Richard,” Satan electric bike..” he said again while passing the red iron pride with the son as a passenger.

"Woi satan wait!!!!"

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