
Set up in a room in each corner with a bookcase. The mother who entered first has now sat on a sofa in the corner of the room. Behind, El came to him.
El walked slowly while staring at the look on his mother's gloomy face. He guessed the mind of his mother.
"Seeing from the look on my face, what serious thing do you want to talk to me about?"
"Connect with him, El! Don't marry her!" Mom sneaks. Still with head down and face full of anxiety and doubt.
El was shocked to hear his mother's words. How could the mother who had strongly approved of her marriage, tetiba change 180 degrees.
Before answering his words, El walked up to the sofa in front of his mother and sat down.
"Aren't you going to tell Mom something?" Not yet El said something, mother preceded him with a question that again made El stunned.
"What did you say?" ask El.
She sighed harshly and replied, "why didn't El tell her that El's boyfriend was a widow? Mother ... I don't want El to marry her! Find the girl. There are so many better ones out there!"
El scrunched his forehead.
"Where do you know about this?" tanyakanya.
"That's not important! I want your relationship to end soon, and I'll choose another woman for El to marry!"
"But, Mum. El can't do it!"
"Did you love her so much that you dared to defy her like this?"
Getting such a question left El silent helpless. Repeatedly he let out a rough sigh, showing the chaos within him.
But maybe this is good. Roselina also refused the marriage, El thought at the time. He then replied with a nod of his head, "good." Simple but managed to make the mother feel relieved.
"But regarding the mother's choice of woman, I disagree." El got up from his seat. "Because after all, it's not easy to forget someone we love. Right, right?" El started walking towards the door.
"It's late, I'd better get some rest. I'll go first." He opened the door and left the room. Leaving the mother who can now breathe with relief.
Days change. This is Rose's first time on leave on the grounds that she is ill.
On a rather blistering day, a handsome boy wearing a school uniform, stood in front of the building towering into the sky.
"Light Andrean, a very established young entrepreneur. He was handsome enough to be my father. I think I have some resemblance to him. Either this is true or just a feeling."
He began to slowly move his tiny legs, towards the crowd of people ahead.
"I tapped into my mother's phone saying she was going to meet someone. That means, he didn't go to work today. A very good opportunity," Damian.
In the end, a step led him to the front of the reception desk. Damian stood on his tiptoes and said, "good afternoon, beautiful sister."
The receptionist was surprised to hear a voice that came out of nowhere. After realizing that it was from a child, he approached.
How fascinated the woman with the handsome face of Damian, until her pair of eyes widened with a slightly gaping mouth. Not only was he a person, but some people around reacted the same.
"H-hallo, little brother. Are you lost?" ask miss receptionist.
"Oh, I think he's a little similar to our President, sir" said someone. People began to observe and approve the person's words.
"President? What do they mean Light Andrean?" inner Damian.
Damian put on a plain face then asked, "is today Mr. President in the office? There's something I want to talk about. Can I take you to meet him?"
"of course. Come on, let's take you home." Miss receptionist grabs Damian's hand then takes him away to meet El.
It coincides with office lunch. Just as El and his Assistant were about to exit the room, they were startled by the appearance of Damian and Miss reception at the door.
They were surprised not to see Damian's face. For El, it was like nostalgia when he entered childhood. Hair, eye pupil color, and face shape with 85% similarity to it.
"Happy afternoon, Mr. President. I-i-"
El appreciated the courage of the boy. On the other hand, some questions started to get stuck, filling the space of his mind. He also agreed to Damian's request. He turned his body and stepped back inside.
"Buy me lunch!" his orders to his assistant.
"Good, Sir."
The assistant exited the room, while Damian walked in. As soon as the door closed, from the two people did not know anymore what happened next.
Inside that. El sat on the sofa while Damian stood in front of him.
"Who are you?" ask El, straight to the point.
"Master Light Andrean, earlier thank you for being willing to talk to me. I'm Damian, the son of your secretary, Roselina," Damian said with both hands tightly clutching the straps of the bag.
"He ... son of Roselina?" inner El with hands resting on her pointed chin.
"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" ask El.
Damian was silent for a moment. Still with the same gaze, he slowly began to sigh deeply. All forms of courage he gathered at one point on his tongue.
"Master, be my father!" Until the words finally came out of his mouth.
El was surprised. Shocked to the point that a fool looks at his face. How not, a boy came and immediately asked him to be his father.
"A-what--" To speak even to the stammering.
"Mr El, my mother is very beautiful. He has some amazing talent. Smart in academics, and also have a good physique. Marry her!"
The shameless statement came back. Now even while bowing as a sign of petition.
"I have a match with him just by looking at his face. He ... must be my father! No matter what else!" inner Damian.
Meanwhile, El only sighed violently while lightly massaging his head. Some of the problems that have come up lately have really driven him almost crazy.
But when looked back, Damian's face gave him a familiar feeling. He became unbearable when he had thought to call security to expel Damian.
"Look, as a kid how could you do that?" tanyakanya.
Damian stunned. Like the scenario he had memorized last night, he also started acting.
"Mother lived a long time ago, and my father died a long time ago. I can't bear to see him having to work so hard. The few men who were chasing him, I didn't feel a match. But when you look at you, you're very handsome and map-kind. So, I was thinking of doing it the way it is today" Damian explained.
El laughed cynically. "Do you know, your mother actually rejected my proposal" El said.
"W-what? W-how can?" Damian glared in disbelief.
El stood up and approached Damian. In front of him, he then squatted down.
"You can ask your mother yourself."
Before long, Assistant had returned with El's lunch.
Realizing that, El stroked Damian's hair and said, "You can go home now. It's not good for a little boy to roam the big city. Because you're the son of my secretary, I'm not telling someone to drive you home."
"no need. I can go home by myself." It was like disappointment in Damian's heart. But I don't know what it is. As he turned around, it was like there was a feeling of not being willing to part with El. A very strange feeling came to both of them.
But eventually, Damian left. El stood up with a serious face. He raised his hand and opened it slowly. There are a few hairs there. Damian's.
"Do a DNA test with this hair" El said, handing over Damian's hair and hers to her assistant.
"T-sir, you ...." The assistant did not continue his words. After putting the food on the table, she quickly went to do as El told her.
El was still standing with various questions in his head. A big question mark was in his heart.
"Hopefully .. This is just my hunch."