
The day of the football league has arrived. Tristan's face looks very happy, especially when he finds out from Fressia that his father will attend the event. His heart was never this happy. There will be no more mocking him because he will come along with Dad Aiden and Fressia as his Mommy.
"Are you ready, Tris?" fressia asked while wearing sports clothes to Tristan.
"Ready!!" tristan replied with a smile on his face.
Since he woke up this morning, he has been very excited. He even cleansed himself without Fressia's help. After she finished getting dressed, Fressia accompanied Tristan out. They went down each ladder together.
Aiden who was already waiting in the living room, saw their presence. Aiden was silent for a moment when he saw Fressia's beautiful and fresh appearance. He was wearing a white collar shirt with jeans. Her hair is ponytailed.
Why is she so beautiful? - inner Aiden.
But he quickly shook his head, dismissing all those thoughts because of the current importance of only one goal, which is to find Tristan's biological mother.
Grey is ready behind the wheel, while Aiden, Tristan, and Fressia sit in the back seat. They really do look like a family, which makes it a little different just Tristan's hair is different from the two.
The road is not too crowded because it is still morning and today is the end of the week. Many people are still at home and enjoying their rest.
"We're here, sir," said Grey. He went down and opened the door for his boss.
Their arrival came to the attention of some parents of students who were not far from there. Tristan came down with a smile on his face because he was happy to shut the mouth of his friend who always mocked him not having a mother.
Tristan immediately took the hands of Aiden and Fressia, until he was in the middle of them. As he approached the central field where the football league would be held, Tristan took his hand off Aiden and Fressia, then pushed Fressia closer to his father.
"Aunty, act first, okay," Tristan whispered.
Aiden who also heard Tristan's request, immediately wrapped his hands around Fressia's waist, making Fressia surprised and turned to Aiden.
"By Tristan" whispered Aiden.
It made Fressia's body feel an unusual vibration, even she felt her nape bristling. He also could not refuse because this was all for Tristan's happiness. Fressia did not want to see the boy cry anymore.
"Hi friend!" greet Tristan to his classmates who have gathered in chairs in the middle field.
"This is my Daddy and Mommy" Tristan said, introducing the two. Aiden was silent and had a flat face, while Fressia smiled at Tristan's friend.
Tristan is very proud to introduce both of her parents. He looked at a friend who usually likes to mock himself, now just silent can not say a word.
Tristan prepares to be ready with his friend as he will also represent his class to play. He is very excited because his game will now be witnessed by his father and also his mother, even though his caregiver is only acting.
The game of football began, Tristan played so amazingly that it produced a kick right into the opponent's goal. He jumped up happily while looking towards the seat where Dad Aiden and Aunty Fressia were sitting. He even waved his hand. Tristan's friend also jumped because he was happy.
The football league was finally finished. The Tristan class won second place after fighting the other classes again. He ran towards Dad Aiden and Aunty Fressia stood up and displayed a charter necklace that now hangs around his neck.
Aiden knelt down a little to match Tristan's body, "you're great, baby. Dad's proud of you."
Aiden rubbed Tristan's hair and Tristan's smile widened upon hearing the praise from her father. Aiden stood up and immediately knitted his eyebrows together because he did not see Fressia who was nearby.
Where is he? - Inner Aiden.
"That's Mommy!" tristan shouted as he saw Fressia talking to a man, whom Tristan knew was the father of one of his friends.
Tristan immediately ran towards Fressia. Fressia held Tristan and Tristan immediately smiled at the man. Meanwhile, Aiden who saw him also clenched his hand. She doesn't like to see Fressia talking to other men.
With anger in his chest, Aiden walked over to Fressia. He immediately grabbed onto Fressia's shoulder and carried her away from there without a word to the man. That of course made Fressia confused and also afraid, because she saw anger on her employer's face.
Aiden immediately took her to the car. Grey who saw their presence immediately opened the door. Aiden did not say much, making Fressia continue to ask in her heart, what was her mistake?
"Are you happy talking to that guy, huh?! It was as if you were talking to someone else and leaving my son alone. You're just a babysitter, don't consider yourself to be her real mother! Do you want me to fire?!" aiden said, half whispering. He did not want Tristan who was already in the car to hear his words.
In the car, on the way home, no one made a sound. Even Tristan, who was away looking happy, was now silent because he saw a different look on his father.
Upon arriving at home, Fressia went straight into Tristan's bedroom and helped the foster child clean up and change clothes.
"Is Daddy mad?" tristan asked who was also aware of the change in the look on his father's face.
"No, Tris. Looks like Daddy's just exhausted. Now you rest first, Aunty will prepare the food, okay?" Tristan nodded his head.
Fressia came out of the room and intended to head straight to the kitchen to prepare lunch. But he saw Aiden standing looking at him sharply.
"T-mister?" said Fressia a little stammered.
"Follow me!" Aiden's orders.
Fressia stepped into Aiden's study. He walked right behind Aiden, having previously closed the door.
"Is there anything you want, sir?" ask Fressia.
Aiden looked towards Fressia with a sharp look. It was still very clear inside her head as Fressia conversed with the other man earlier. Aiden breathed a rough sigh.
"You remember my message, right?! Don't forget where you are. I also don't want Tristan to get hurt because you see your attitude is too cheap" said Aiden.
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