Sharing Love: Mistress (Storage Woman)
M66: A SET OF SERIOUSNESS
NOTE: HAPPY READING 🔥
MARK TYPO 👋
M66 🥀 : SET OF SERIOUSNESS
For those of you who have been or are in a long distance relationship (LDR), have never felt a deep longing? Especially if the lover can not be contacted at all. Must have been bersesit mind ‘nekad’ to catch up with him, as far as the distance that stretches—if indeed the taste is not good already clutched in the heart. The thought also had a stop in the head of a beautiful man who was leaning his back on the back of the sofa. He had just returned home from work, having completed a series of important meetings involving contentious debates within it.
While resting his tired body, the handsome man reached into the mobile phone from inside the pocket of the suit. Issue it to contact a contact he has contacted hundreds of times in a few days. To date, no calls have been connected. He also switched directions—contact via video call. Hope there will be a miracle for the rest of this exhausting day.
And, surprise. And finally! Connected calls.
With a sumringah face, the handsome man stared at the screen of his cellphone. Looking forward to the resolution of the picture of a beautiful woman he longs for. However, instead of the beautiful face of the heart that looks, what appears is the face of a boy whose face almost meets most of the space on the monitor screen.
For a moment they just looked at each other. The man—Dean— seemed to examine the face of a boy who had a beautiful appearance even though he was still early age. Only two words came out of his mouth when he saw the boy.
“Finished once.”
Starting from hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, face shape, to the look of the eye. It's like that guy. However, Dean also found another resemblance on the boy's face. Physical may be similar, but for nature ….Dean hope he doesn't go down in the slightest. Too late in her daydream, she had not heard the boy's first call across.
“Hello. Mit wen spricht And (with whom And talk)?”
No, his voice sounds similar. Dean was no longer surprised. He actually already knew about this boy. Long before this day came, Dean already knew of his existence in the world. He knew the existence of the boy since he was still in the womb. If only he had not ‘nekad’ followed the idol years ago secretly, he might not have known if the idol had ever been two-bodied. From there Dean knew if Ev's reason for settling in Europe was not entirely because of the work—but to cover up her pregnancy. Dean is even willing to deploy and use all the network and money he has to find out.
It wasn't a day or two, or a month or two months that Dean investigated Ev's problems. The entire time he spent investigating was even more than 356 days. After successfully finding a bright spot, Dean began to compile the clues he got one by one. From there he knew if all this time the idol had taken a big decision and all the risks he had to bear in the future.
If anyone asks how Dean felt when he first learned of Dan's whereabouts? Then he will answer clearly if he had a prolonged disappointment. Just imagine, how disappointed Dean when he found out the woman he fought desperately turned out to have given birth to a descendant of his toxic marriage with the rival. He felt like he had failed and was far behind. He felt he no longer had a chance.
However, Dean never thought of backing down. It took him a long time to accept the reality. However, Ev's condition did not necessarily make Dean retreat. He becomes determined to separate Ev from the source of his suffering. Especially now that Ev has an US card that he is very guarded. An ace named Palacidio Daniel Adhitama X can have 2 functions. First, as a force. Second, as a weakness.
Dean knows how much Ev loves Dan. It could be used as a weakness by some parties if the existence of Dan is known. On the other hand, Dan can be a force for Ev to fight back. Neither against the husband, nor those who have been arbitrary to him.
“Mein name is Dean,” replied Dean in fluent German.
“Dean? Wer ist meine Mere (Dean? Who's my mom)?” asked the boy across with his innocent look.
Dean responded with a friendly smile. “Freunde (friend). Ist deine mutter da (does your mother exist)?”
The boy who called himself by the name of ‘Dan’ who appeared to be wearing sleeping pajamas nodded. “Ja. Meine mutter ist im badezimmer (yes. My mom is in the bathroom).”
The conversation didn't last long. After it was over, a heavy gasp sounded from the nostril of the handsome man. Actually he did not expect to meet the boy face to face today, but his initial goal was to see the face of the idol. However, at least Dean knows if the idol is okay out there. Especially now that he was with the people he cared about so much.
Dean knew that Ev would be able to treat his wound there. Therefore he let go of Ev with a chesty. Dean wants Ev to have time for self-healing without being bothered by anyone, including himself. Dean was waiting too. Waiting for Ev to be honest with him about Dan. About his baby with Darren who he has been covering very neatly.
“Mommy's child why? I look at the cell phone to the next. Until the smile itself,” said a middle-aged woman who came with a maid carrying a tray.
“Udah no longer in trouble? Ev can you be contacted?”
Dean nodded in response. “Numbered, mam. Ev still can't receive calls.”
The mother of the beautiful man smiled faintly while taking a sitting position beside the son. “Ya. Now mama's son drink this first, let his heart calm down.”
“What is it? Tea?”
“Iya. This is cheonil red tea to calm the heart,” replied Dessy Wijaya. “Cobain, so you can be calmer. Mama knows you lately often get nervous because Ev has no news.”
Dean nodded, then grabbed a white ceramic cup with golden veils as the sweetener. Maybe true said his mother, he needed this tea to calm the heart.
“Hm, mam.”
“Iya. What's up, baby?”
Dean smiled clumsyly as he scrambled his modern mullet—-style hair because he had not shaved. “Mama, if you are given a grandchild like this?” suddenly tanyanya. To the point of confusing the mother.
“You ...hamilin Ev?” chirps the mother.
“Astagfirullah, mom. Dean's not that bad, yeah!”
“Kok suddenly discussed grandson? Mama, right, so negative thinking.” Dessy Wijaya, self-defense.
Dean cleared his throat a little. “That is like gini,” Dean said while showing a photo stored in his gallery. In silence the man awaited the reaction of the mother.
“Whose child is this? Really cute! Mama asks to be a grandson, can't you?”
Dean smiled at hearing that. “Bby.”
“Whose son is he, D? mama kok kayak slightly caught the resemblance of someone on the child's face.”
“Hah?! What do you mean, D?”
“Mama will know later,” said Dean, mysterious pretender. He returned his cell phone to his pocket. A smile still lingers on his lips.
“Don't tell me that you've given up on Ev, and are now falling in love with single mom?” guess the mother.
Dean laughed at it. “The mama's answer has a point, it hurts too.”
“You mean?”
Dean did not reply, but instead chose to continue his cheonil red tea sip casually. In a soft voice he muttered. “In the meantime, he'll be my mom's favorite grandson. Dean promise.”
🥀🥀
“The date in the USG photo was taken two months after we officially got married. What does that mean? Does that mean she was cheating long before we got married? Or maybe he married me to cover this disgrace?” cerocos men who come up with only wear after pajamas lined by long blazers are quite thick.
“You should investigate—“ immediately
“Hoam..
The voice of the person who yawned managed to cut off the speech of the man surnamed Xander.
“Yaaaang!”
“I’am here, Itaa. No need to scream, this is not a forest.”
The woman who had just emerged from the doorway of a room walked over while stomping her feet. Her reddish lips pursed as a—because she woke up without her husband by her side.
“Ngapain this curse boss is in our house? At home—I mean I'm at Ev's house, no what time? to the extent that he dared to come to our house at this hour?!” the cecar bumil.
“Itaa, don't be. Better you go back to sleep, later I follow,” said the husband, divorce.
“Old ah. I can't sleep because there's no you.”
“I'll be soon. You just go in.”
The bumil was clucking. Before moving away with a stomped step, he had a glance at the husband's superior through the tail of his eyes. Which wife is not upset if the rest time alone, her husband must be disturbed by his superiors. Starting from dozens of misscalls, phones, even spam short messages. Now, her husband's boss even comes in person for what else besides discussing work issues.
“Your wife should be told about karmic order,” reprimands the boss.”
“He's my wife, sir. My responsibility. Whatever he does, I will be responsible if his actions harm others. What did my wife say just hurt you?”
The uninvited guest cleared his throat. “We better discuss the USG photo problem I found in Ev—“ room
“Can't it be delayed until tomorrow, sir?”
“No!” answer Darren lightly.
“Means you are completely inhuman.”
“A-pa?” shocked Darren.
“Because every human needs enough rest to wake up tomorrow with a fit and fit body condition. If you demand me to keep working until the early hours, isn't that inhumane?”
“….”
“Now I'm not just your secretary, sir. Except for a father-to-be husband. Our wife and future love fruit is my main periority if it is outside working hours.”
“I understand,” response Darren. “But I could not rest in peace before revealing the facts behind the USG photos I found this. My head felt like breaking just because I guessed a lot about—“
“What if it's your flesh blood?”
“—pregnancy—What?!” Darren widened his eyes at the secretary's words.
“What if that ultrasound photo belongs to your baby? What will you do?”
🥀🥀
TB
HOPEFULLY LIKE 🥰
DON'T FORGET LIKE, VOTE, COMMENT, FOLLOW AUTHOR & SHARE & MORE
Sukabumi 13/04/22