Trapped Manipulative Man [ EXPIRED ]
Chapters. 44

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Surabaya

Eight years later

No Tek no Tek. The loud noise caused by a stick clashed with the surrounding items. The tiny hand holding the end of the stick swung to the right and left. PRAANGG a ceramic display was accidentally nudged by him which caused the item to fall on the floor and make a loud noise.

" Geez Regan you gapapa nak Is there a wound" said Fayza who immediately ran over to the son only wayangnya.

" I'm gapapa Ma'am. Sorry well Regan had so many times mecahin belongings mother "his words apologized, but Fayza only smiled even though Regan did not see the smile .

" Gapapa darling. What matters is that you are not hurt. Yes, you have breakfast now. We'll be going to the hospital soon "

" Okay ma'am" he said later, smiling sweetly, revealing his small teeth

Fayza deliberately realized Regan is small. He used the boy to be independent and do all his own work. Fay has to do that so that later if Regan gets older he can already do as normal people do. And do not feel difficulties and most importantly not troublesome.

Yep. Eight years ago when he set foot in Surabaya. Fayza fought a great battle with his heart. He suddenly could not bear to hand Regan over to someone else. It was as if his heart and soul were balking at that. With her faith and determination, Fayza decided to raise Regan alone.

Even if it's not easy. Full of struggle and tears. Plus he also had to fight mental pain that was not healed at that time. With his passion and determination Fayza managed to raise Regan with great difficulty. And fortunately Regan is classified as a smart child and does not complain or demand much.

He is also a handsome boy although with his shortcomings that can not see. But that has been said at the beginning of Regan children who do not like to complain. He always looks cheerful and it seems to be a solace cure for Fayza. Of course, at this time Fayza is very happy even though he only lives alone in his current home.

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" The examination results are all good. Regan's a great kid the more his condition improves. But you need to remember Mom. Don't make Regan feel depressed or give too much chatter because it's not good for her heart stability "the doctor explained with a warm smile.

" Yes doctor thank you very much, I say goodbye first let's " said Fayza with a smile back. And he immediately came out of the doctor's room and approached Regan who had been sitting waiting for his mother.

" Regan come. Now we go to the store well mom, today there is a cake dish" said Fayza while embracing Regan.

" Okay ma'am let's go "regan sumringah replied.

To support herself and Regan. Fayza has opened a coffee and cake business for seven years. With capital money from the sale of his father's former home. Fayza managed to open a cafe outlet that serves coffee and various cakes and light snacks.

The cafe is pretty crowded. And his income was enough to meet the needs of Regan and yourself. Not only that Fayza also must be able to manage the finances of his business. That's because there are employees that he has to pay. But it seems that so far the effort is smooth even fairly smooth.

Fayza has never been close to any man. Although sometimes he was confused what to answer when suddenly Regan asked about the figure of his father.

Fayza has to be careful when giving answers. That's because Regan's a pretty flavorful kid. He does not want to make Regan sad and have a bad impact on his health.

When we arrived at the cafe. The atmosphere of the cafe is crowded. The location of its position is also fairly strategically flanked by the university building and not far from there there is a very crowded square. And most of the cafe visitors are students and students who spend time after returning to college.

Fay seemed busy sitting at the cashier's desk. Deftly and carefully he checked again the records of income and expenditure every detail. While Regan just sit around while reading a book, of course, the book that Regan read is different from the book that normal people read.

Shortly thereafter. Enter a father and son who may be the same age as Regan. Both of them seemed to joke while looking for a seat on the cafe bench. From the cashier's desk Fayza noticed but not with the two men. But her net was busy watching Regan. Who was originally reading

When he heard the voice of father and son. His focus became distracted by the source of the voice that still sounded joking laughter. Although he could not see, Fay was sure. Regan could feel. Seeing that Fayza let out a long sigh and threw her away slowly.

Fayza got up from her seat and approached Regan and sat down next to her son.

" Ekhem" Fayza cleared her throat slowly with the intention of not wanting to surprise Regan.

" Eh, I'm happy to be" Regan replied smiling

" Seriously careful what the hell "asked Fay as if he did not know what his son was watching.

" Anga ko Bu. I wonder again how the hell it feels to have a father "clearly Regan with still a sweet smile

Fayza immediately lowered her head. He bit his lips strongly there was a sense of tightness in his heart. Kala after hearing the expression from Regan's son.

" Later one day Regan will definitely be reunited with the father" said Fayza. Of course, hearing Regan's mother's answer straight back added sumringah

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" And in the end the prince lived happily with his royal family "the voice of Fayza who was reading the last sentence in the storybook.I don't know how many thousand times he read to Regan.

That's the routine that Fayza does. Like this time at night before going to bed. Regan must have wanted Fayza to read a fairy tale to a lullaby. What else if Regan is missing the figure of a father . He will definitely ask Fayza to read a book with a storyline like the above. Like a little prince who misses a father who becomes king.

But Fayza remains consistent. He won't give Regan a grand story or answer. If he starts asking about his father. Because Fay also did not expect anything more on the figure of the man who is now expected by Regan.

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