Reversing the Ex
The Present of That Woman

The faint sound of someone's footsteps in front of the Fabian complex.

He was not wearing high heels or wedges. Except the old flip flops.

His legs looked chapped and dirty, like they were rarely touched by water. There was even a little dirt on each end of his nails.

The person's skin color is very white when he cleanses himself.

Her hair is very loose. While his clothes are quite worn out.

That person is more appropriate when referred to as a scavenger.

His footsteps continued, until he was in front of the door of Fabian's flat.

He would knock at the door, but there was doubt in his heart. Afraid he might be thought to be a beggar or a lunatic, given his appearance.

The person's heart started twitching incoherently. Between wanting to continue the desire from home, or even undo the intention. His heart longed.

He couldn't stand it anymore, until he decided to knock on the door three times.

On the first beat there was no answer, and on the second beat he began to hesitate to go back to the plan.

Until finally came Fabian's neighbors to him. "Are you a thief?" tanyanya while staring in full search.

That guy was scared too. As he expected, other than being suspected of being a beggar, he would definitely be accused of being a thief. And look at what is happening right now, the male neighbor calls him a rights taker.

"No, I'm not a thief." With a stammering voice, the man replied.

"Then what are you doing on Mr. Fabian's doorstep? It's not wrong, you want to steal, is it?" the neighbor's circus.

"So his name is Mr. Fabian," the shabby man's inner self.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm not a thief, I'm just-" That guy doesn't dare to mention his identity. Because doubt is not to be trusted.

"What only? Just want to take someone else's rights? You thief! Get out of here before I report you to the police and put you in jail." What a pity the fate of that man, has fallen down the stairs anyway.

He used to believe in the sweet mouth of a man, to be willing to offer his honor because of the lure of love.

However, in fact he was left married with a rich woman. She is a poor woman without parents.

He grew up on the beach. While the real family never came looking for him after being thrown away in the garbage cans of the orphanage.

As if repeating a similar story, he threw away his son an hour after giving birth.

The difference is, he accidentally put his red baby in front of Fabian's house after a few days following him.

Yes, before deciding to leave the baby in front of Fabian's flat, the man finds out the man, to ensure the future of his son.

Who would have thought, if Fabian was really the right person. The handsome man took care of his son with great affection.

Now he is growing up and healthy. Miraculously, Fabian actually gave his name to the boy as a form of affection.

After a few days of leaving the baby, the man monitored Fabian from a distance to make sure that he was not wrong to trust people.

As the person who gave birth to the baby, of course his heart was sliced, the bones felt crumpled. Not to mention when remembering the pain during childbirth.

However, all seemed to be replaced with kindness and love Fabian towards her baby who is now eight years old.

"What's this about? Why fuss?" And finally what was expected came. Fabian with Yumi, and Kenzo.

The shabby woman turned to them with a sense of haru.

He saw that his son had grown up healthy and handsome. Unknowingly her tears fell dripping down her thin cheeks.

"Is that him?" his murmur was very soft.

Surprisingly, the eight-year-old boy did not feel uncomfortable or push his body. He seemed to enjoy the embrace of the stranger.

Slowly Kenzo felt like there was an inner bond between them. He also returned his embrace.

"My son," she said, still hugging Kenzo's body.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing? Release my Son from your office!" Suddenly Fabian forcibly separated them.

It sounds harsh to Fabian. But that's not the point. But he was afraid that what he feared would happen, where Kenzo's biological mother suddenly appeared.

Fabian's heart rate is moving fast. He was really scared. Fear of losing the most precious person in her life besides Yumi.

For eight years he lived with Kenzo. I love being together without many knowing.

Fabian raised the boy lovingly, though knowing that he was not his flesh.

Even Fabian willingly referred to as a single-child widower by the people for the sake of looking after the child.

"Sir, is he your Son?" asked the woman in a trembling voice.

"Of course he's my son!" fabian exclaims full of decisiveness. In my heart, I have started to be vigilant. For what is feared is truly coming.

"Can I see behind him?" This time Fabian brought Kenzo to the back of his body. Not allowing the woman to touch her beloved Son.

While the ten burly fingers were clenched. Fabian was both angry and scared.

"You must not touch my Son! You beggar!" Fabian's words were getting rough. He has exceeded his limits.

this isn't the real Fabian. Although he looked arrogant in the eyes of people, but he never treated others as rudely as he was today.

Moreover, against women, of course Fabian has a lot of respect for him.

That attitude he showed so that the woman no longer disturbed their lives.

"Fabian, what are you doing? Why are you so rude?" This time Yumi spoke.

Since last night the woman was at Fabian's house, accompanying Kenzo who had just celebrated his victory after a meticulous intelligent race.

However, who would have thought if in the morning blind had to watch an unexpected drama.

There was a shabby-looking stranger standing in front of their flat.

"Security! The security!" Fabian called for a security guard.

"What's up, sir? did something happen?" ask security man.

"Bring this guy from here! He's stealing from my house!" To throw the woman out.

Unfortunately for the fate of the woman, her presence was considered a thief.

It was wrong, but couldn't he be given a chance?

For eight years he endured a great longing for the Son. Upon meeting, he was never thought to exist.

It is not Fabian's fault that he had to be thrown out of that place. In addition to his appearance that was exactly like a tramp, his arrival was sudden.

But what is power. Again he only missed his beloved son.

"Please don't throw me out of here. I'm not a thief." The woman refused to leave. What else is said to be a thief.

"No! I can't leave here before I can confirm something" the woman's inner self.

"Follow me! You really stink woman!" Eventually, the security took him away.