The Return of the First Wife
Chapter 15 - Getting Close

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Altesa is back. He saw neither Erma nor Wildan. There is only Azka who looks fun playing while accompanied by her caregiver.

The pupils of Altesa's eyes grow. He felt he had a golden opportunity to get close to Azka. Without a second thought, he hurriedly changed his clothes.

After settling down, Altesa immediately met Azka. However, he chose to observe from afar. Altesa was afraid Azka's pleasure was disturbed because of her.

'Where should I start?' inner Altesa. Not knowing how to approach. He has failed several times to get close to his own son.

Azka plays with a toy car. It was a long time ago. Azka asked for food.

Altesa then used his chance to get closer. He smiled and squatted before Azka.

"You want Mommy Masakin?" tawar Altesha's.

"No!" reject Azka while throwing her face away. He immediately approached Nina.

"Hurry up, Aunt Nina. I'm hungry." urged Azka.

"Yes, let Auntie order some food first. No problem, is it waiting?"

Azka was stunned for a moment. Shortly after, he nodded his head. Azka continued to ignore Altesa as before.

Altesa grunted violently. He did not care about Azka's rejection. The woman went to the kitchen and kept cooking.

This time Altesa chose to make fried rice. In addition to the make-up experts, she is also good at cooking.

The aroma of cooking made by Altesa rippled everywhere. Especially Azka and Nina. They happen to be in the middle room. Not too far from the kitchen. Honestly, both of them cannot avoid that the smell that smells is very delicious.

Azka's stomach immediately rumbling when inhaling the smell of Altesa cuisine. Now he swallowed his own saliva. Slowly glancing towards the kitchen.

"Why, Ka? Are you hungry, right? If you want to eat the cuisine Aunt Al said it," Nina reprimanded at the same time giving an offer.

Azka shakes. He chose to resist hunger rather than having to eat Altesa's food.

"Yes already..." Nina tried to understand.

One hour's gone. But Azka's food didn't come. Wildan and Erma haven't even come home yet.

Azka started to grimace her face. His one hand continued to stroke his own stomach. Nina who saw, took the initiative to contact the food delivery service. But he did not get any news at all.

Nina took a long breath. He felt sorry to see Azka. Nina wanted to cook something, but Azka never liked her homemade cooking. That was the reason Nina always ordered food from outside. Wildan even always gave special money to eat Azka.

Meanwhile, Altesa was deliberately waiting in the kitchen. Fried rice is still available for Azka. He waited for his son at the dinner table.

"Hunger, Auntie!" lamented Azka. As a result of the disturbing hunger, he did not feel drowsiness.

Altesa reflex stood up when he heard his son's scream. He immediately took out a plate of fried rice, then came to Azka.

"Don't go hungry, Ka. This is fried rice. Lookie! The fried rice is like a teddy bear, right?" Altesa sat in front of Azka. Put the dishes on the table. He purposely formed his fried rice as attractive as possible.

Illustration of fried rice made by Altesa :

Azka's attention was fixed on the fried rice made by Altesa. Besides being hungry, the dish also looks delicious and attractive. Azka again had to swallow her own saliva.

Nina who knew Azka was interested, exchanged glances with Altesa. He speaks using eyeball movements. It gave the code so that Altesa could take the opportunity to feed Azka.

"No. Aunt Nina's already." Azka shakes. He still refused. This time his tone of rejection was not as cranky as usual.

Altesa. Instead of being rejected, he was happy. At least Azka was willing to eat his homemade dishes.

"It! Hurry up Azka's bribe! He's starving." Altesa immediately handed the fried rice to Nina. Let Nina feed Azka food.

Altesa's smile widened, when he saw Azka eating very voraciously. The child did not even show any more expressions of hatred.

'It's okay. At least there has been some progress. Slowly, Al...' Just like his face, Altesa's heart also smiled. He hopes to be closer to his son.

Shortly after, Erma arrived. His eyes immediately glared when he saw Altesa gathering with Azka.

"Azka!" call Erma as she goes to Azka.

"Mother!" Azka reflex standing. He ran into Erma's arms.

"What do you eat, huh?!" asked Erma while taking off Azka's embrace. Then crouch in front of the child.

"Fried rice made by Aunty..." Azka replied while glancing towards Altesa.

"Auntie Altesa?! Jesus, Nina! Why did you just leave it alone?!" Erma scolded Nina.

"Why do you blame Nina? What's wrong with Azka eating my cooking. Didn't you trust me?" Altesa frowned. He did not understand Erma's attitude. So did Nina.

"It's different! I won't let her eat alone with you!" reply Erma. The biggest reason for his anger was because he was afraid that Azka would be taken by Altesa. Azka is Erma's only child.

"Why?!" Altesa demanded an answer. He still doesn't understand.

"Nina! Follow me! We need to talk!" Erma ignored Altesa's question. He, Azka, and Nina immediately moved on. Leaving Altesa alone without receiving an answer.

Erma secretly forbids Nina from letting Azka near Altesa. Even when experiencing the hardest circumstances.

"Just don't let Altesa talk and touch Azka. Otherwise, I will definitely fire you right away!" that's the threat Erma gave Azka's nanny.

As a subordinate, Nina could only comply. He also did not dare to ask about the reason.

At the same time Altesa was sitting in front of the dresser. He saw his face start to taper. But he even breathed a heavy breath.

"Whether this is because of the burden of life or indeed because of the diet I do" murmured Altesa. He continued his activities by laying down on the bed and falling asleep.

The night changed by day. Altesa woke up with a scream and a bang from the front door.

"Altesas! Get up and open the door!" the urging voice of the woman was none other than Erma.

"What else try." Altesa. He always locked the door of the room just in case. Especially from Wildan who is still not officially divorced with him.

Although Wildan was no longer interested in him, Altesa still tried to take care of himself. What he did included one input from Rika and Beno. Altesa also tried to protect himself from Erma who could have done the unexpected. Like now for example. If Altesa had not locked the door, Erma would have entered her room without excuse.

After tidying her hair, Altesa immediately opened the door. His sight was greeted with a view of the dirty clothes basin he had previously ignored.

"It! Why haven't you washed it yet! Wildan wants to wear his favorite shirt. Wash it there!" erma growled while shaking her waist.

Altesa's eyes were whizzing. He was released. But it didn't last long. Altesa quickly took all the dirty clothes.

"Sorry, Brother. I forget. Brother should have said that Mas Wildan wanted to quickly wear his shirt. I will not delay this time" said Altesa.

Arriving at the laundry room, Altesa immediately poured all the dirty clothes into the washing machine. A grin appears on its face. The covert idea comes to mind.