
After the departure of Keenan and the others Arsen was still sitting on the sofa with Miwa while leaning their backs on the side of the sofa.
Only Arsen was agitated after Keenan and the others found out about him and Miwa. Miwa herself looks relaxed, as long as she knows it is not Maxime is not a problem for her.
He also deeply trusted Keenan and the others. They can certainly keep a secret as long as the money continues to flow to them. The duitan eye.
Miwa returns with a cupcake plate on the table and eats it again while Arsen opens the wallet and gives Miwa his blackcard.
"Wear this for your needs." Arsen put her on the table. Arsen only wanted to replace the Miwa card given to Keenan.
Miwa immediately took the blackcard. "It's like a husband who supports his wife yes," he said, smiling happily at the blackcard from Arsen.
Arsen shook his head with Miwa's current behavior. Arsen's phone vibrated he opened a message from Maxime.
Buy a man's shirt for five years of age.
Arsen suddenly widened his eyes, for whom the little boy's clothes were. He also breathed heavily. The mood has been destroyed even more destroyed because he was told to buy a small child's clothes.
Arsen got up from his seat and Miwa shouted.
"Sister, where are you going?"
"Meeting Maxime!" sahut Arsen shouted.
When dealing with her twin, Miwa is reluctant to interfere. He just bent his face on leaving Arsen.
*
Arsen parked his car in front of Petshop after driving around looking for a little kid's shirt in the mall. He enters and finds Maxime, Milan and a boy sitting at the dinner table wearing a long sweater. It must be Maxime's.
Arsen keeps the bag on the table and Maxime takes it and gives it to Aron.
"Can I change my own clothes?" ask her.
Aron nodded. "Can be Uncle."
The boy also brought a bag of clothes to Maxime and Milan's room. He changed his clothes there.
Arsen sat down at Aron's place and asked. "Who is he?"
Maxime shrugged both of his shoulders. "Don't know whose son he came to ask for food for his rabbit."
Arsen just nodded and leaned his back on the seat while Milan were playing worms on his phone.
Maxime turned to Milan for a while and left and coded for Arsen to follow him.
They spoke in Arsen's car so Milan wouldn't hear him.
"What about Oris?" ask Maxime.
"Nothing strange, I asked about the man who spoke at the market that day with her but Miwa was coming up."
"I'm sure it's not Oris" said Maxime by keeping his cross on the back of the head as a cushion.
"Then who?" ask Arsen.
Maxime took his phone out of his pocket and gave it to Arsen. Arsen took it and his eyes widened instantly looking at the photo on Maxime's phone.
"Searching for enemies is difficult but even harder to find traitors!!" maxime.
"Do you have any evidence?" ask Arsen.
"I'm looking for her" said Maxime.
"Help me find out Aron's parents" Maxime continued.
"Who's Aron?" ask Arsen.
"That little boy. His name is Aron."
Arsen nodded then returned to give Maxime's phone.
"Then Oris' problem?" ask Arsen.
"Pretend not to know and remain suspicious of Oris."
*
Arsen returns home after delivering clothes and talking to Maxime.
Meanwhile, Aron was waving to Maxime.he came home from his petshop.
"Bye Uncle .." he said with a smile and a small hand that kept waving.
Maxime returned Aron's hand and smiled while Milan asked Aron to leave quickly.
"Go, until when do you wave like that?!"
Maxime turned to Milan beside him. Smile and embrace the girl's shoulder.
"Your enemies other than Daffa are also small children."
Aron ran away after sticking his tongue out at Milan.
Now there's only the two of them in the petshop. They sit back at the table. Milan turned to Maxime who was still looking at him with a smile.
"Why do you see me like that?" ask her.
"I was just wondering what it would be like if we had children. Are you going to fight with your own son hm?" Maxime stroked the gnarled head of Milan.
"If he were born like Aron. Maybe," said Milan and then suddenly Mila pecked. Why he answered Maxime. He will marry Maxime.
Maxime himself even chuckled furiously. "So you want to have a child with me? goda Maxime's.
"No-no" said Milan.
"How much do you want, dear?" maxime asked embracing Milan with a whisper in his ear.
"One, five, seven or eleven?" continued Maxime.
Milan release the embrace of Maxime. "Don't hope!" he said he then went to his room leaving Maxime who just smiled staring at the closed room door.
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