The Escape Boss's Son
Chapters. 1

Luna yawned wide. He walked a bit straight to the exit of his company. His body is in pain today. So tired and just want to put his back on the bed immediately. Sleep and sleep.

Even when the online car in the message came, Luna got into the car and immediately closed her eyes without caring she was in someone else's car.

Today's work is pretty solid. Luna had to go to the bank repeatedly. The work in the office itself is not finished. It made Luna work on it in a hurry to catch up with time.

If normally he could share the task with senior Mera, this time it could not be because senior Mera was sick. So Luna was out there all alone. The power comes out more than usual.

Closing her eyes, Luna was able to rest even though she was not completely asleep.

He deliberately took a car online not because he wanted to be stylish, but because there are promos that can cut travel costs. His motorcycle was still in the workshop, so he took an ojek.

Even though his intention was to close his eyes, he actually fell asleep. That was proven when he reached the destination, Luna did not immediately go down.

“It's arrived, Mbak.” The driver in front told me. But Luna did not open her eyes immediately.

A tiny hand touched it. First slowly. Over time it gets harder. There was no response from Luna. The driver who had been facing forward, because Luna did not go down, finally looked back.

“Mbakwas. Maud. Comeondown. It's up.” The driver was not discouraged from waking Luna from her sleep.

Shocks from the side of the seat and Driver calls managed to wake Luna up.

“Awaken up, Ma'am? Arrived already. Let's get down quickly. I will not get another order, if Mbak did not get out of the car," complained the driver.

“Ah, yes. Sorry sir..,” said Luna with embarrassment. His body feels lazy. But for a moment he felt something strange. His head turned to the side. There was a gondrong and curly boy on the same car bench as him. Luna's eyeballs blinked.

"Whose son is Sir?” tanya Luna pointed towards the boy who was about five years old. Luna's eyeballs looked forward.

The driver looked back and looked towards the boy with slightly shaggy hair.

“Not his son, Ma'am?” driver asked a bit to hold back the laughter because this woman forgot her own child.

“Kids? My kid? No. gabe. I don't have a child yet,” denied Luna. His head shook strongly. It hurt her pride a lot.

“Mama not down? Elio wants to go home.” Suddenly the boy made his voice. Whining wants to go home. Luna glared.

The driver had already left Luna, after this woman had been forced to go down. Then he growled annoyed at having to be with this rancid boy beside him. What was last night's dream that he had to end up with a boy who did not know his identity.

“Who are you, anyway?!” tegur Luna is upset.

“Mama," call the boy with a plain face. Luna grimaced. It was inappropriate for him because he was not married. Even the boyfriend doesn't have one. Ex is there, but it's been a long time.

“Do not joke. You know I'm not your mama,” said Luna ketus.

“Absolute cruel to his son.” I started hearing the voices of mothers passing by. Luna was silent while thinning her lips.

“Iya. Though still small so.” It turned out that the people who passed by had already been consumed by the talk of this boy. They gossiped because Luna did not want to admit the child was her son.

Luna's ears are hot and red. Blood rising. High level of emotion. But he could not do and say anything, other than silence with a growling annoyance.

“Mama,” said the boy again. It was as if he deliberately wanted to cloud Luna's mood.

“Close your mouth. They all gossiped me because of you,” hissed Luna. Then he lowered his body to whisper to this long-haired boy. “Say. What do you want? Why follow me?” luna asked still with a growl.

“We're home, Ma."

“Be quiet,” sergeant Luna. “Not us home, but you want to go home, right?” The luna read the boy's words. His body was upright again.

“No, but I want to go home with you,” show this boy to Luna. Throwin! It was shocking when this boy no longer pretended to be his son, his attitude was beyond belief.

 “You? Why are you speaking impolitely? I am older than you. You should have called me right. Not you, but Auntie,” luna's murmur. “Remember. Taannn-te.” Then he helped this boy to spell a proper call for him.

“Tante Aunty?” this boy's question sounds strange.

“Ei ... If you say it like that, it means it will be a little negative,” protest Luna. He shook his hand in front of the child's face. He needs to rectify that. “Tante Luna's. My name is Luna.” Luna reached out her hand while introducing herself to this boy. He deliberately opened himself up to be able to persuade her.

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