Red Hair Woman and MR. MAFIA
REDHEADS

Just one word, but for Fressia it was more than enough. Aiden is a man who has wealth that he may not be able to compare with. Fressia was only a nanny for her son, but the man dared to say sorry.

To Fressia, it moved her heart. He was hurt by Aiden's words, but he also knew that maybe Aiden was in a bad mood so he unconsciously uttered a bad word.

Fressia kept the clothes, then came out of her bedroom. He believes Aiden is currently in his study. He knocked on Aiden's office door.

"Come in" Aiden's voice came from inside.

Fressia walked into the study and Aiden was sitting and checking some documents. Aiden immediately stood up when he saw Fressia enter his study.

"Fre, I ..."

"Thank you for the clothes you gave me, sir. The clothes are beautiful" said Fressia.

"Fre, I'm sorry," when she heard the apology directly from her employer's lips, Fressia smiled in her heart.

"I have forgiven you, Sir. Forgive me too if perhaps I look remiss in guarding Tristan. I'll make sure it never happens again."

Aiden smile. He felt relieved that Fressia had forgiven him, as if the burden that had clogged his heart had now slipped away.

"Thank you" said Aiden.

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The day went by, second by second, minute by minute hour by hour, not feeling like it had been two weeks since the football league celebrations at Tristan school. Today Fressia gets permission to get out of the house to visit her family.

At first, Tristan disapproves of Dad Aiden's decision, but his father explains that his nanny also has a family of her own. Since Fressia worked as her son's nanny, she never asked for permission to leave and Aiden did not let her go because she did not want her son to be alone. So it never hurts to let Fressia out once in a while.

"Wouldn't Aunty take me?" ask Tristan.

Fressia aligned her height with Tristan. He stroked her hair and smiled at her, "Next time Aunty will take you, but today Aunty has to meet with Aunty's family and friends."

"Aunty promise?" tristan asked, raising his little finger.

"Aunty promise," Fressia replied as she greeted Little Tristan with her pinky.

Not far from them, Aiden saw the interaction. Once again he felt so close a connection between Fressia and her son. He also walked closer.

"Honey, let Aunty Fressia go first. He would have wanted to meet his family" Aiden said, "Dad will be with you."

Hearing that her father would accompany her while her nanny was away, Tristan smiled.

"Go, Aunty. I'll be with Daddy. Have a good time!" tristan said with a smile.

Fressia left in an online taxi she had booked. He waved at Tristan and Aiden stood right behind him. Fressia seemed to leave her husband and child to go arisan with the mother socialite mother. He chuckles to himself when he imagines it.

Thirty minutes drive from Aiden House to Mommy Roxane's residence. He can't wait to meet Karen Moxie, Mommy Roxane's only daughter who has become his brother and best friend.

The taxi stopped in front of a two-story house with some sort of flowers in the front yard. Fressia is one of the names of flowers grown by Mommy Roxane.

"Fre!!" karen shouted at the arrival of Fressia. He had been waiting since then, until he sat down on the chair on the porch because he could not wait to meet Fressia.

Karen opened a small turnstile, with a walkway connecting her to the terrace. Fressia immediately hugged Karen and vented her longing.

"Where's Mommy?" ask Fressia.

"Mommy is inside. Come on!!" Karen invited Fressia to come in.

"Fre, hello dear! Mommy's glad you're home," Roxane kissed the right and left cheeks of her adopted daughter. Fressia's smile made her heart always smile.

"I'm also happy to see Mommy."

"Is working there troublesome?" ask Roxane.

"No, Mommy. Mr. Aiden is a little assertive, but he's kind. Tristan was very cute and adorable" replied Fressia.

"We ate together, Fre. Mommy's been cooking your favorite food" said Mommy Roxane.

Fressia again smiled broadly at how Mommy Roxane was so bothered to prepare food to welcome her arrival.

They had lunch together and talked and joked. They finished eating and sat together in the living room. The house occupied by Mommy Roxane is not too big, but it is very comfortable.

Karen held her phone and several times she pressed the screen of her phone. His forehead shriveled as if he was thinking. Several times Karen looked towards Fressia, making Fressia realize that Karen's gaze was very suspicious.

"Why do you keep looking at me and stealing glances like that? Don't tell me you like me" said Fressia teasing Karen.

Karen immediately threw the seat cushion towards the laughing Fressia. Mom Roxane smiled when she saw the interaction between her two daughters.

If only you were really my daughter, it would certainly be very happy - inner Roxane.

"Fre, accompany me yes," asked Karen.

"Friend you?" ask Fressia.

"You've been on leave all day, right? So it's okay if you go home a little night" Karen said.

"But ..."

"Today, Fre. Accompany me yes," asked Karen while clenching her palms in front of Fressia.

Not wanting to disappoint Karen who had been so kind to him, he finally nodded his head. Karen immediately smiled and typed something again on her phone.

"Then we go to the salon first. We have to look beautiful" Karen said.

"Just give it up to you" said Fressia, who did not want to dispute Karen's words.

Fressia and Karen set off for the salon in an online taxi. Karen brought two dress stels that they will use at the party later. Karen seemed very ready to go to the party, whose party.

They arrived at their salon. Before Fressia worked, Karen always asked for company to the salon. He is lazy to be alone because there are no friends to talk to and no one can be asked for advice.

"Karen! Fressia!" greet Donny. He is the owner of the salon and knows both.

"It's been a long time that you guys didn't come here. Don't don't you go to another salon and forget about me" Donny said in a slightly waving style.

"Of course not, Don. It's just we just had time."

"Then, what kind of service do you want right now?" ask Donny.

"Tidy up a little and dye my hair," said Fressia first.

"You want to color it again, Fre? I actually like your red hair" Karen said.

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