The Seed of the Heir
Chapter 94

Next day.

"That's Alfa has come, but remember! Don't rush to talk about the wedding, okay?" mister Harry said to Mrs Kharisma who was impatient to see her son.

Madam Kharisma nodded. "Yes, okay."

After parking his car, Alfa rushed in. His face looked brighter than the day before. The wedding plan that will be carried out in the near future, makes the man really excited.

"Have you come home, son?" greet Mrs Kharisma while welcoming and approaching Alfa who just set foot in their house.

"Yes, Mom." Alfa hugs then kisses both cheeks Mrs Kharisma.

"Oh yeah, Mom, I'll go to the room first yeah, take a shower. It's sultry" said Alfa while breaking her arms with the mommy.

Alfa again breezed and left Madam Kharisma who was still standing in the room with a look of disappointed face.

Mr. Harry smiled faintly and walked over to his wife. "Patience, maybe he's still tired" said Mr. Harry.

"alright. I'll try to meet him in the room."

Not yet had Mr. Harry reply to his words, Mrs Kharisma had already sailed away to Alfa's room. When he arrived at the room, the door was unlocked. Mrs Kharisma rushed in then looked for the whereabouts of the unseen Alpha on her nose in the room.

"Alfa baby, where are you?" call him.

Alfa who was busy cleaning herself in the bathroom was surprised to hear the call from the mommy.

"Mommy? Tumben," he murmured with an astonished face.

"Yes, Mom. I'm right here!" alfa with a shout.

"Oh, yes, I have. Let me just wait here." Mrs Kharisma sat on the edge of Alfa's bed, looking around the room.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed on a suitcase carried by Alfa while going to the village of Muara Asri to meet Herman family. The suitcase was still untouched and was still lying next to the nightstand.

The curious Mrs Kharisma then grabbed the suitcase belonging to Alfa. "I'm sorry Mommy, Alfa. Mommy can't help Mommy's curiosity," muttered Mrs Kharisma.

Slowly he opened the suitcase belonging to Alfa and then checked the contents. The middle-aged woman found only a few sets of clothes and necessities belonging to Alfa and nothing else. Until finally he found a file neatly stored under the folds of the last shirt.

"What file is this?" muttered Mrs Kharisma while watching the files.

Mrs Kharisma smiled with teary eyes. He found several copies of Dea's KTP tucked between several other files.

When Mrs Kharisma was still cool to pay attention to the files, suddenly the sound of Alfa turning off the shower. Mrs Kharisma rushed to tidy up the files and then returned them to their original place.

After putting back Alfa's luggage, the middle-aged woman sat on the edge of the bed with a very calm face. It was as if nothing had happened in the room.

Chequek! The bathroom door is open.

Alfa, who looked fresher, smiled at Mrs Kharisma and sat next to the woman, drying her hair in a small towel.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Alfa.

"Ehmm, Alpha. Tell Mommy honestly. Where did you come from and for what?" madam Kharisma asked with a fixed gaze looking at Alfa who was still smiling at him.

"And I told you, Mom. I visited one of my old friends and it's still a matter of business" said Alfa, trying to convince her.

Mrs Kharisma breathed a heavy sigh. "Right, that's it?" ask the woman full of questions.

"Yes, Mom. That's all! Why why anyway? Mommy doesn't believe my words, does she?"

Alfa got up from her position then grabbed a t-shirt and casual pants for her to wear. While Alfa entered the dressing room, Mrs Kharisma was still sitting on the edge of the Alfa bed with a pouting face.

He was upset that his son did not want to be honest about his wedding plans. "Ish, that kid! What is the reason he hid this marriage from us as his parents? Is she afraid that we don't approve of their marriage?"

Not long ago, Alfa was out of the dressing room and now he looks cool in his casual suit. The man stood in front of the mirror while tidying up his messy-looking hair.

"Alpha!" call Mrs Kharisma again.

"Yes, Mom."

"When did you get married?"

"Well?!" alfa with a surprised face.

"Yes, married! When are you gonna get married and give Mommy a grandchild?" continued Mrs Kharisma with an annoyed face staring at the pretentious Alpha not understanding what she meant.

"Geez, Mommy." Alfa smiled wryly while scratching her non-itchy head.

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