The After One Night
[Fire]

Tonight the little family of Dhyrga Miller and Queen Kirana Rain get together. Cheryl, Axel, Alex are all in the same relaxing room. Their conversation is still about the new leadership Axel will start.

Ezra suddenly came up with a million expressions, behind him was Camila, the village girl in charge of being Ezra's nanny.

"Big mom, big Daddy, beautiful mom, Om Alex, Om Axel. Look, this ball is good isn't it?" Cheryl's son runs around carrying a black basketball with a golden motif line.

"Waw, great." Alex welcomed his nephew first. "We wanna play hmm?"

"No!" Ezra's ring fast.

"Then?" Axel.

"This ball wants Eza to love Papi." Said Ezra later.

"Body?" Dhyrga, Queen and Cheryl frown together.

"Yes Daddy, Mami is big, Mami is beautiful, you don't know if Papi has returned to Indonesia." Ezra then glanced and shut his mouth.

"Khaaa, ouch, Eza keceplosan, must papi want to make a surprise for Mami beautiful, right Om?" Whisper to Alex.

"Yes." Yeah." Alex nodded, though not so sure of the answer.

"Hehe." Ezra giggles like an innocent child. "Eza run away first." He ran out of the room.

Cheryl reprimanding. "Eza, don't run, honey." Her grunts.

Dhyrga opened her reading glasses, then looked seriously at her daughter. "Daddy need to come to the Storm? He's still your husband but for years he's never had any attempts to see you. At least divorce you!"

"But Daddy." Cheryl reprimanding.

"If Eza needs things, Daddy has a lot of money for him. There's no need to be afraid of Eza starving without the money from your husband!"

"Daddy." The queen this time rebuked.

Dhyrga turned to his wife. "What else, dear? It's as if the Storm did that, and stupidly, Cheryl Arsya we're silent!" Ketus.

"If men have no news. Even impressed not to care. Alex is sure he no longer needs you, brother." Connect Alex.

"This time Axel agrees with Alex." Axel's Imbuh.

Queen was silent. He can do anything but leave it all to Cheryl who lives it.

"We'll see." Cheryl got up from her seat, then walked away and passed from her family.

He also wanted to switch, although it was difficult for him to keep trying. Not infrequently Cheryl came to nightclubs just to glance at the lyrics of handsome young men who might be a sweet escape, and the effort always failed.

Every day he was like a fool, who kept sending text messages and just opened them without being countered by the Storm.

Despite never getting a reply, Cheryl continues to inform Ezra of the Storm.

Cheryl faithfully sent photos, a series of stories, and videos of her son's cuteness. After all, the storm deserves to know. Well, that's Cheryl Arsya's true stupidity.

For four days now, the phone number of the storm is no longer active. Maybe this is the reason, maybe because the storm returned to Indonesia and did not want to see him.

Cheryl slowly steps into her room, "Huaaa!" Once inside Cheryl let out a shout and an outburst of emotion that she never showed anyone.

"Take it to the root of the remnant of my folly God. Because it turns out that it hurts too long to sacrifice."

Had there been a request that could have been granted in an instant, it would have been like he had forgotten all the memories of Hurricane Admiral.

Sorrowful, painful, painful, Cheryl wants to make the switch, Cheryl wants to escape the pool of love that never made her happy.

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This afternoon Ezra and Camila were at Ell-elektro's headquarters. This electronic company is quite well known, quite competitive, its products are also very loved because they are considered safe in the bag but quality.

From her school, Ezra stopped by the company where her father worked. And people say today the inauguration of the office of Hurricane Admiral. It is fitting that this office is quite crowded, many media crews are jostling to cover.

"Young master." There are security guards who know Ezra, of course, know, almost everyone knows Ezra because it comes from a rich family and dabbled in the world of martyrdom. Not infrequently Ezra starred in films, advertisements, and others because there is a Queen behind the scenes.

"Meet?" The man in white uniform scratched his head, confused of course, how did he react?

Of course, the innocent child did not make promises and neither did his parents' permission. Ezra came here to persuade his father to return home to end his mother's grief.

"Yes meet. Cepetan point where Papi's room? Eza wants to see you." Force Ezra, not even Camila was able to stop the stubborn young master's will.

"But young Master, ..." Not finished the statement of the security guard, Ezra had already shouted at the gallant man who came out with a lot of media crew.

"Battle!" Ezra ran without excuse. Ezra knew very well how the face of a Hurricane Laksmana was. The handsome face is often seen in magazines, television, and other media.

"Battle!" The storm is very handsome with his office clothes. The black suit was perfectly attached to the body of its field.

Savira was shocked until he closed his mouth. "the Eza! Are you here, honey?"

"Yes Ma." Eza did not call his grandparents with the proper name, Eza used to call Dhyrga Daddy, Queen Mami big, then Savira Li Mama.

Savira raised her grandson with a pale clumsy smile. "Why didn't you say you were coming? Mama can pick it up."

"Surprise to Papi." Ezra slumped down from his grandmother's sling. Hugged his father. "Fire."

Storms wailed. I don't know, the Storm feels alien to the kid. Although Ezra's face is often seen from the videos and photos that Cheryl sends, she is clumsy to face directly.

"Papi, Eza finally met Papi. Let's go home. Mommy's waiting for Papi to come home."

"Make them turn off the camera." The storm stared at Jimmy and rushed to do his job.

At once, men in uniform dismissed the media crew so as not to interfere with the personal affairs of Hurricane Admiral.

"Storm, ..." Savira hopes that her son will not disappoint Ezra.

"Follow it." It did not take long, the Storm actually pulled his son's hand to follow his long steps.

The storm growled with his son's sudden fussy behavior. He should have attended the press conference, and fucked up after this kid came.

Ezra. "But, don't hurry. Look Papi's legs are longer than Eza's. Eza can't keep up."

The storm snorted in annoyance, then lifted the child's small body before descending the escalator. All the employees looked towards them.

Ezra was quite comfortable in his father's arms. "How does a man look like Eza? Bener dong people say, if Eza goes down Papi."

Gosh, the Storm started to boil over hearing his son's fussy chatter. He who is cold does not like to talk to the little boy. "Can you just shut up, hmm?"

"Can." Ezra nodded.

"Now tell Papi where is your mother?" The storm arrived on the ground floor, and Ezra would not answer his question. "Where's your Mommy?" Deuteronomy.

"Say Eza was told to shut up?" Resist Ezra.

"But answer me in question."

"Mommy again arisan." Eza said back.

The storm breathed. He forgot, what else can Cheryl do besides the hurrah with socialite women? Cheryl was the son of the sultan. "Where?"

"In the hotel has a big Daddy."

"Which area?" Cecar Storm. The Millers-Corpora group hotels are quite numerous.

"Just be straight from here, not far away."

The storm approached one car, opened the front passenger door and put his son in.

"Now stay here. And don't ask or talk if you're not asked, okay?"

"understand." Ezra. But then dimmed his expression after realizing that his father's attitude was not as warm as his Om Sandy.