Red Hair Woman and MR. MAFIA

Red Hair Woman and MR. MAFIA
WILL ACCEPT?


Aiden continued to look at Fressia who was sitting on the sofa peeling apples. The Greys who were usually there, were not even visible at all.


"You mad?" asked Aiden who saw Fressia was silent since then.


"You think?"


"Sorry ... I just don't want you to worry about me" Aiden said.


"It is precisely your absence that worries us even more. Don't you know how Tristan continues to grieve over noticing?"


Aiden was silent, "I can't walk. Didn't I become useless to you? I'll just be a hassle."


Fressia who had finished peeling the apple and cut it into small pieces got up. He sat down next to Aiden and began to feed the man who used to be his master.


"Eat first" said Fressia.


Fressia felt a little awkward as Aiden kept staring at her.


"Don't look at me anymore" said Fressia shyly.


Aiden grabbed Fressia's hand and then grabbed it. Fressia who was holding a bowl filled with apples so misbehaved.


"Wait, fall later" said Fressia.


"Just let it fall, the important thing is that you don't," Fressia's face immediately flushed red upon hearing Aiden's flurry.


"Are you willing to marry me? With my situation like this ... I'm gonna be a real hassle for you. I'm ...."


Aiden was shocked as Fressia linked their lips together. But when such a moment could not be wasted by Aiden, he held Fressia's nape and deepened their kiss..


"I'm ready" said Fressia between their kisses.


Aiden's smile was etched beautifully on his face, making Fressia's heartbeat uncontrollable.


"I'll have Grey prepare for our wedding. A luxurious wedding. After that, I'll have therapy from home."


"I don't need a fancy wedding, how about we get married simply, which is only attended by family," pinta Fressia.


"You sure?"


"Hm ... I don't have anyone else, except Tristan and my sisters, Mom Roxane and Karen."


"I'll give you a simple, but very beautiful wedding. We will remember it and make it the happiest day of your life" Aiden said.


*****


"Dad!" tristan shouted as he saw Aiden's arrival. However, his steps came to a halt when he saw Aiden who was in a wheelchair.


"Hello, Tris."


"Daddy's sick? What happened to Daddy?" tristan asked worriedly as he walked over and immediately hugged Aiden.


"Daddy's tired of working, baby. Therefore Daddy has to rest a lot" replied Fressia who did not want to make Tristan worried.


Aiden's heart warms. Seeing Tristan so considerate of her and Fressia who accepted her as she was, made her unceasing gratitude in her heart.


"Family is the best place. You'll recover soon" Tobias said, patting Aiden on the shoulder.


"Thank you."


Day after day, week after week passed. With Fressia and Tristan, Aiden feels more alive than when he was alone in the hospital with Grey. Tobias has returned to his own apartment. Tobias had planned a wedding with Karen. He doesn't want to wait long and let Karen meet another man.


"We went to therapy together today" said Fressia.


"Can't the doctor come? Why should we go?" ask Aiden.


They feel more comfortable if the therapy is done at home. He did not want to come out with such a condition.


"You don't want to go out? We're going to walk down the street at the Mall after therapy" Fressia said.


"Aren't you ashamed to walk with me?" ask Aiden.


"What am I ashamed of, you don't wear clothes?" fressia Goda.


Aiden knitted his eyebrows together and then turned to tease Fressia, "You're ashamed that I'm not wearing clothes? You were not ashamed ..."


"Ai, stop! Don't remind me of that," Fressia's face flushed red in memory of their hot night.


Aiden pulled Fressia until the woman fell on her lap, "When do you want to marry me? I can't wait to make a sister for Tristan."


Fressia's face turned red at Aiden's unfiltered speech, trying to get up from Aiden's lap, but Aiden held him back.


"Don't go where, I want you here."


"When will Adeline give birth?" ask Fressia. Aiden has told Fressia about his family, especially about Adeline's story. However, Aiden has not told his family about Fressia and Tristan.


"Mommy said around next week."


"How about a month after your sister gives birth. So he can attend our wedding" said Fressia.


"All right, but before that ... I'm gonna go see them. I have to tell them the truth I kept for years" Aiden said.


Fressia smiled and held Aiden's hand, "Are they going to accept me?"


"Both of my parents were good parents. They never impose their will because what they want is my happiness. After all, they must have known both your parents, were they not present at my sister's wedding" said Aiden.


"Yes, you're right. I can only hope my parents don't have any problems with your parents" Fressia said.


Fressia hair has begun to look red, especially at the end near the base of the hair. He no longer dyed his hair, as requested by Tristan and Aiden.


"You know, you're so hot with your red hair. I can't wait to marry you."


"God ... You are his mind. Let's go to therapy first."


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