Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
36. Warmth

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"master lunch is ready" called a nervous aunt.

"sir"

"engh. ya bi" said Irfan from inside the room.

All the workers in the house were curious about what was going on. Starting from the arrival of Fajira and the appearance of a small man similar to Irfan. Aunt Yuri was so called, she had been working with the Aerospace family since Irfan was a child. Of course when looking at Fajri, remind Bi Yuri of Irfan when he was a child. So he speculated there was something going on between Irfan and the woman.

"god, may this not be a disaster" said the aunt stepping from the doorstep.

While in the room, Irfan still faithfully embraced the two angels he loved the most. Gently stroking the two heads that were leaning against his chest made the man warm up. Irfan held Fajira beside him with Fajri in their midst.

I have to marry you soon, baby.

The man was not constantly smiling and grateful for what he got today. Abundant possessions, a child and the woman he loved most were found, despite intense debate. But he is grateful that all this can be done very well.

"nigh... Mother hugged" whined Fajri in her sleep because she did not feel a warm and soft embrace from Fajira.

"mother" whined again.

"yes dear here" said Fajira half-conscious.

Fajri crawled with closed eyes into the most comfortable hold and went back to sleep. Irfan just chuckled with teary eyes at the sight.

How terrible it is that I have rejected the presence of this little angel. I'm sorry I refused Aji's presence.

Irfan rubbed Fajri's head again and kissed Fajira's head. He does not want a moment like this to end just like that, because it is very unlikely that Fajira still wants to if he embraced like this again. But hunger overcame all, until Irfan was forced to wake two people who were hugging comfortably.

"honey, wake up yuk" said Irfan stroking Fajira's head gently.

"honey, Fajira"

"hmm yes" said Fajira. He felt a warm embrace with the chest of the field that was holding it. Those beautiful round eyes glared when remembering who was holding them at the moment.

"why darling?" asked Irfan flirtatiously while twisting his eyes.

"you, you don't know shame! how dare you look for opportunities in narrowness" to Fajira but do not move his position because Fajri is still asleep.

"no dear, but you did not refuse my hand"

"ih" Fajira glared and changed Fajri's position so that he could wake up from that comfortable embrace.

Fajira does feel comfort in Irfan's embrace, so that makes him subconsciously want a little longer to be in that embrace, however, his ego and prestige are high enough to make him forced to end the comfort offered by Irfan.

"Fajri dear, wake up yuk nak. it's noon" as usual gentle strokes and a melodious voice caressed Fajri's cute and cute little body.

"hugs" said spoiled Fajri. make Irfan back to tear up to see the mother and child who love each other.

"yes but this is up yes"

"iya mother. Aji was still sleepy" He closed his eyes again in the lap of Fajira who was sitting on the bed.

"eat first yuk later bobbed again"

"iya mother" lazily Fajri woke up and sat on Fajira's lap, her eyes bulging at Irfan who was still leaning and smiling looking at her.

"has your son woken up?"

"dad already" his great-grandson softly with a blushing face.

"why is blushing that, baby? here hug Daddy first" asked Irfan chuckling.

"Aji's ashamed of Dad" his great-grandson softly but still crawled into Irfan's arms.

"huh dad must have really lost, because he did not watch the growth and development of Aji. But today I promise I'll always be there for Fajri. Always hugging Aji like this. Aji want a son?"

"want Dad, but the same Mother also yes" he said sparkling and smiling.

"yes, we'll be like this every day. That's also if Mommy wants" said Irfan sad and looked at Fajira as well as Fajri he looked at his mother expectantly.

"what? why?" fajira pretended not to listen.

"what's wrong" Irfan replied casually.

"Aji, Mommy wants to go home, Aji wants to be here first?"

"why come home, baby?" irfan asked Fajira to give a whimper because she heard the call coming from her mouth.

"Where's darling? Aji want to come with mom?"

"huh... Yes already. But we eat first yes" said Fajira relented.

"can Mommy?"

"yes, let's go down"

"yes, let's get our dad down"

"dear Iya" Irfan held Fajri by walking out of the room and left Fajira alone, while the woman only glared annoyedly at the sight of the dog*an man who was holding her child.

"Dad, Mommy is still inside" said Fajri to see Fajira who was still standing in the room

"eh yes father forgot.here Mother, Daddy is fond of not falling" said Irfan chuckling.

"no need" go to Fajira and walk first.

The father and son chuckled at the forgotten Fajira.

"honey don't sulk dong" Fajri's seductive.

"yes, if the snack later is not beautiful anymore" added Irfan. It was a success that made Fajira stop and turn to face them.

"hehe Mother is beautiful, Aji and Dad's angel. Don't get mad at me" said Fajri a little afraid to see Fajira but still tease her by throwing a kiss bye at the woman.

"huh" delicates Fajira and goes back down.

"hahaha" Irfan's and Fajri's successful rant upset Fajira.

They immediately walked towards the living room. Fajira was quite awkward looking at the gazes of everyone who was in the house, he just smiled clumsyly at them. Irfan who saw it immediately took the policy to gather all the workers in his house.

"everything please gather for a while" said Irfan firmly and loudly.

"Well, what's the fuck you want?" ask Fajri.

"Dad wants to introduce Aji and mother son"

"Consider everything, Maybe some of the mothers and fathers all wondered who the woman who was next to me and the little boy I was carrying.

Introduce this to Fajira and she will be the mistress of this house. And this is my son Fajri, my biological son. So please treat them as the rightful mistress and young master of this house. Understood?" irfan said firmly and managed to make Fajira blush and a little touched by the treatment of the man, not to forget Irfan also grasped Fajira's hand gently.

"understand master" said all the workers in the house.

"please get back to work"

"well sir, our lady, excuse me first"

"dear, we eat" asked Irfan while holding the hand of Fajira who was still gawking because he heard Irfan's speech earlier.

"Honey sitting here" the man behaved sweetly by preparing a chair for Fajira and serving them well.

"Unfortunately, what do you want to eat, son?"

"hmm Let Mommy take the father" Aji's great-grandson was embarrassed.

"is Aji ashamed, dear? It's Aji lo's house father's house, Mother's house too. So don't be shy, nak haha" Irfan chuckled at his worried son.

"Father let me take Fajri for a meal. Aji want a bribe?"

"Mau mother's... But can Aji be bribed by Dad?" he said expectantly.

"may be very dear. Precisely father is very much looking forward to it" said Irfan directly with eyes that returned glazed.

Irfan slowly feeds Fajri carefully, making sure his son doesn't choke on bones or anything like that. Sometimes he also offers Fajira for a bribe but the woman refuses while looking upset.

The warmth and tenderness that Irfan gave off, slowly made Fajira get to know the squirrel man.

He's a warm-hearted man, I'm grateful he can accept Fajri, one thing I have to make sure that Irfan won't take Fajri and take him away from me.

The lunch became a very memorable lunch for Irfan, because for the first time he felt what it was like to eat together with his son and his future wife.

Irfan's tears slowly trickled down as he felt the warmth he longed for. But not wanting to disturb the atmosphere, Irfan immediately wiped his tears so as not to be a question by Fajri later. And it was not separated from the view of Fajira who slowly began to open his heart to Irfan.

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TO BE CONTINUE

They have been together gais, yuk see how the Irfan project takes Fajira's heart.