The After One Night
[Miris]

The streets were jammed, the Storm was getting irritated by the circumstances. The handsome boy by his side was silent because it was Ezra.

Tuk-tuk....

Ezra's window was knocked over, the ice cream man thrusting his wares at Ezra. The habit of the fighters is that, they peddle their wares when there is a red light opportunity.

The weather was getting red, the Storm glanced a little at his son. Indeed Ezra did not sound like he ordered, but the throat and the lips of Ezra seemed to drool at the ice cream of the brothers.

"Es cream." Ezra to keceplosan so wanted him, but his father did not allow to talk or ask if not asked.

Forget about his thirst, Ezra could only dim his expression as the ice cream got further away as Hurricane drove his car.

"It must be good to have an ice cream lunch like this."

Before long, the Storm car pulled over on the famous cafe building. Ezra was still silent and did not ask or speak.

"Wait here, don't go anywhere." The storm came down from the car and closed the door after his son nodded.

After a few seconds, Hurricane returned to his car with a box of chocolate ice cream in his hand.

"Eat the ice cream. Then drink with this one." After opening the ice cream box cover, Storm opened the seal from the bottle of mineral water.

Ezra's face sparkled, but to that extent, Ezra grabbed the chocolate ice cream box from his father and devoured it without speaking.

The storm breathed. "Wouldn't Ezra say thank you hmm?" His word.

"Hmm, thanks." Nod Ezra without looking. His hands and mouth were engrossed in the ice cream his father had given him.

The storm then restarted the engine. At least the little boy was no longer thirsty.

Ezra continued eating. Arriving at the Millers-Corpora group hotel, Storm pulled his car over.

It appears that Ezra has finished eating all the eskrim given. "Lap all the rest of his ice cream."

The storm grabbed the tissue and thrust it at Ezra. He went down and walked around, and opened Ezra's door. "Normally, where's your Mami Arisan?"

"Unfloor downstairs, the restaurant has Mami Kimmy Eza." Obviously the boy was holding his hand on the nape of the father.

Soon the Storm stepped into the magnificent building holding the small body of his son.

Kimmy-food logo seen from a distance, the feet of the Storm was swinging towards him. Arriving inside, Storm booked a single VVIP room and sat down with his son.

He observed the VVIP room next to him. This was the first time he had ever seen his wife in person, sitting in the middle of young socialite mothers.

It doesn't sound like Cheryl's talking, but it seems that all her fellow travelers are amazed by the looks and jewelry Cheryl wears.

He reached for his thin device to send a phone call to his wife.

...✴️🔸🔸🔸✴️...

In another room, Cheryl was still joking with the wives of officials, co-workers, relations, and other socialites.

Cheryl needs to socialize with the women, because Cheryl is also building a distraction business that sells branded goods.

Cheryl's main target is these wealthy mothers. Of course Cheryl should be willing to be more glamorous than ever. Although actually he himself did not like the style since he was a teenager.

"The necklace is good Cheryl. Aunty can I have a special initial? But with a small chain design like this and pink diamond chunks." The woman in red dress said.

"Ok, Cheryl wrote a Aunt." He giggles. Then, several other mothers also ordered each of his wishes.

Kriii...

Cheryl's phone rang, immediately Cheryl grabbed the device that asked for attention to be heeded. A foreign number is on the screen.

📞 "I'll wait in the next room."

Cheryl enlarges her round eyes, her heart suddenly beating faster than usual. A voice he had not heard for a long time was now heard. "Sister."

Cheryl looked into the next room. The transparent glass made him see the figure of the Storm and his son sitting side by side.

📞 Tuuutt's. The storm shut down calls unilaterally.

Cheryl turns a smile at the Arisan mothers who are still busy looking through her merchandise catalog. "Sorry, Auntie, Jeng, Cheryl came out first, my son followed." Pamphitt.

Simultaneously, the mothers turned to the next room, "Geez, her husband came home Ryl?"

"Yes." Yeah." Cheryl whetting. It is indescribable how happy, after a long time without meeting suddenly she looked back at her husband.

"The face was shining, and the handsome man had gone home." One of the oldest mothers among them interrupted.

"Just got together for a while already stuck." Another chimed in with teasing reluctance.

"It's been LDR all this time." Another mother. "So after being together, like a newlywed again." Added.

"You can do it." Cheryl chuckles. "Yes, while waiting for the order to come, Cheryl went next door." Flirt again.

"OK."

Cheryl got out of the room, shuddering to her husband's VVIP room. Dag Dig Dug of course, it feels like the first time you're dating.

Cheryl smiled at the Storm now standing looking at her fixedly. "Sister here?" He said, correcting his appearance.

Storm combed through all the curves of his wife's sexy body. He misses, but no longer deserves it. "Don't use Eza to seduce me."

"meaning?" Cheryl made sure that her hearing was not problematic.

"How much do you need to join your socialite mothers? I gave it everything. Just don't ever use your son to seduce me back." The storm rained without shuffling from the confused face of his wife.

"You know Cheryl Arsya, today's inauguration of my post, and Ezra's come messing with her." Keto.

Cheryl takes off a faint smirk. "I didn't even know Eza was seeing you." Said.

"What's that? Then how does that little kid know where his dad's company is?" The storm is back.

Cheryl nodded. "Yes, Cheryl told me where your company is, where your college is, who and how you are, Cheryl thinks Eza needs to know all about her dad, right? But if it's also a mistake. I'm sorry." He raised his voice.

"Mommy." Ezra hugged her mother. He felt he was the reason his mother and father quarreled.

Cheryl crouched to look at her little son. Sweeps he gave as usual.

"Next time talk before doing anything. Now that Eza's coming home with the driver well, Mami is still busy, Papi is also a lot of work, Eza knows the busyness of parents?"

Ezra. "I'm sorry. Eza makes Mami angry this Om." His hands pointed straight at his father's body.

Cheryl and the Storm were frowning at the same time. Om this? Why would Ezra call Om?

"Eza Kira, this Om is good as Mami has been talking about. Turns out no, she didn't even mention my wife Mami like the big Daddy to the big Mami, did she? Nor did he say my son but Mami's son."

The storm choked, apparently behind the residence of Azriel Ezra Admiral, stored the alleged hidden cauldron. Ezra observed every behavior seen in his eyes.

Cheryl laughs. "Hey, don't assume that, honey. Papi is so out of annoyance at his cooperation that you are disturbing."

"But he doesn't let Eza tell stories, unlike Om Sandy who always asks all Eza's activities at school. Doesn't that mean that person doesn't care about Eza?"

Cheryl was so moved to hear that glazing glazes overflowed in her eyes. What's more, a storm that's pretty upset with the boy's sensitive look. He was nothing more than a stranger who was called Om and This Man.