THE HEIR'S BEDMATE
Chapters. 115. I'm Your Child.

A few days passed, Leo still did not receive what Laura revealed. His heart could not accept if he was not the biological child of Adi's father and Angelina's mother.

The afternoon after the school bell rang, Leo decided to visit the resting place of his parents.

He had not visited their graves for a long time. Laura usually takes her on weekends.

“Yeah, Mom. I came.” The teenager was sitting between two mounds of dirt, which hid his father and mother. He doesn't care if his pants are dirty.

Leo placed one rose, above the father's tomb, and another on the mother's grave.

“Sorry, I just came by now. I'm busy studying, and also teaching the sisters.” Leo sighed slowly.

“Kakak is married, has he visited here? She married a rich man, her husband also fixed our parlour.”

Leo looked alternately at the tombstone made of marble.

“Yeah, Mom? Am I really not your real son? Is it true that Lala is not my sister?”

The two teenage beads began to condense. She has a Laura-like nature, easily crying when it comes to her family.

“I wish all this was just a joke. You're my parents, right? I don't want to be someone else's child.” Without asking, Leo's tears came down rushing down his cheeks.

The teenager bent his knees, parallel to his chest, then hugged and rested his head on his knees.

“I don't want to be someone else's child. I'm your son, I'm Lala's sister.” He murmured in between the increasingly unstoppable cries.

Still hugging his knees, Leo looked back at the two mounds of earth in turn.

He reflected on the smile of his mother, the middle-aged woman who always gave him a warm embrace, when he was in grief, but he could not remember about his father. He only recognized the man who had saved his life from the picture frames displayed in the parlour.

“Well, said Lala, the father who saw me first. Thank you, Dad. Dad saved my life. If not father, maybe my fate would not be this good now.” Leo re-enforced his sitting position, he lowered his knees and sat cross-legged.

“I promise, Dad. I'll look after the parlor, and carry on the father's ideals. I will not leave the parlor, even though my biological parents are rich.”

The young man rubbed his two extremely wet cheeks.

“Yeah, mom. Thank you for taking care of me, so I'm this big. Without you I would be gone. I'm sorry I haven't been able to make you happy, but I will try to make the family happy in the orphanage.”

The young man's head fell back. So many words he wanted to say, but not all he could get out, tears first flowed, making a series of words that wanted to be said, drifting along with the swift water flowing on the cheeks.

“I love you guys.” That's all he can say.

A tomb attendant who saw and listened to Leo earlier, was moved. He knew the teenager. Didn't expect that responsible young man to have such mature thoughts.

“Your parents would be proud to have a son like you, son.”

Leo turned towards the source of the voice. He saw a middle-aged man, who was grasping a broom, standing not far behind him.

Leo smiled at the tomb guard.

As the sun went down, the sky in the west began to turn red, Leo decided to return to the orphanage.

His heart was a little relieved after talking to his parents, although no one answered his question.

*****

“Where is my wife?” Edward asked the house assistant who was named Bu village by his wife.

“Since returning home from college, the mistress did not come down, mr.”

Edward's forehead creased, his eyebrows almost fused together, hearing the mature woman's reply.

“Has she had lunch?”

“Mrs said they had eaten on campus, mister.”

“Yes already, have the kitchen worker prepare dinner. I'll see my wife.”

Without hearing a reply from his home assistant, Edward walked up the stairs, to the second floor of the house.

The man's gaze swept across the room relaxing in front of his room, but the wife was not there.

He also opened the door of his study, which was also the study room of his wife, but was empty.

With wide strides, Edward rushed towards their bedroom, opening the door a little harshly. He found the wife asleep on the sofa bed, which was available on the balcony of the room.

Slowly the man approached, sitting next to the wife curled up like a baby.

Degs..

The man gasped, he found a trail of water in the corner of Laura's eyes that were closed.

Laura was piqued, the young lady wriggled. Slowly she opened her eyes and found her husband staring at her.

“Papi.” Laura quickly got up and grabbed her husband's shoulder. Drown his head in the recess of the mature man's neck.

“What's up?” Edward returned the wife's embrace, and gently rubbed the woman's back.

“I'm afraid, I dream, Leo left the parlor.” Lirih.

“Sstt.. Relax baby, it's just a sleeping flower. Everything must be fine.”

“I'm scared, pi.”

The young woman tightened her arms around the husband's neck. Inhaling in the scent of Edward's body was able to give him calmness.

“Trust me, baby. Everything's fine. Later we call mom, yes.”

Laura nodded, but still drowned in the arms of her husband.

“Pi, please send guards in the parlor. Mr. Toto couldn't possibly keep an eye on Leo himself.”

Laura looked up, looking expectantly at the husband.

“Sure, I will even ask people to install a surveillance camera. You take it easy, don't think too much.”

A kiss Edward put on his wife's forehead, hoping to give the young woman peace.

“You've had lunch? Said the home assistant, you haven't come down since college?”

“I've eaten bakmi earlier on the road.”

“You didn't lie?”

“Ask the driver sir, I even treat him.”

Edward squinted his eyes at his wife.

“So you ate together with another man?”

“Jeez, papi. I ate with the driver. Don't overdo it.”

Laura hit her husband's arm. It seems he needs to take the husband to a psychiatric doctor, to consult the problem of excessive jealousy.

“Again, our driver is also 45 years old. Where might I be interested.” The woman snorted in annoyance.

“You forgot? Your husband is even 14 years older than you.”

“Ah, yes I forgot. I thought my husband was 17. Because of its jealous nature is too excessive.” Syndicated Laura.

“You dare insinuate your husband, hmm?” Edward grabbed the wife by the waist, then tickled in the sensitive area. Laura's laughter broke.

Edward also laughed, he deliberately did it, so that the sadness in his wife's heart evaporated.

A few days after talking to Leo, Edward saw Laura continue to be moody, the joy that always emanated on the sweet face, disappeared somewhere.

There was nothing Edward could do, he knew his wife's heart was full of fear, afraid of being abandoned by his younger brother, Leo.

Satisfied by the laughter on his wife's face, Edward grabbed Laura by the waist. Closely clutching a body whose soul is now fragile.

“I love you, Laura.”

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T. B. C

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