
"Sorry, Sir. Can I ask you?"
"Please, Mistress?"
"I'm sorry if my question might have been a little presumptuous. I'm just wondering, is Mr Rafi really your son? I noticed your face is very different from Mr Rafi's?"
Moreno was stunned to hear the question from the old lady who looked fashionable. But it did not last long, because a few seconds later Moreno's smile immediately developed. "if being my child, his face should be similar, Madam?"
Instead of answering, Morena instead threw a question that was enough to make everyone who was there choked to hear it, especially the woman who had just thrown the question. Even he stuttered so much that Moreno said was not what he expected.
"Hahaha .. right, Mr. Moreno," Burhan immediately chimed in. "My son, it doesn't look like me at all. He looks more like his aunt. You're weird, you're asking questions that don't make sense."
Moreno was still smiling at the defense of the person who was actually looking for face. "The boy was full of surprises. Well you will also be surprised if you know the facts that Rafi keeps very neat."
Moreno's words successfully made the family again feel surprised. "intention. Mister?" ask the mother.
Moreno continued to show his smile until he chose to end their conversation because Moreno also wanted to greet the others. With a heavy heart they let Moreno go. Some members of the host family stared at Moreno's departure in all astonishment with no answer.
"Mother anyway, use questions about Rafi everything. Though I was again trying to lure his heart so that he would invest my company," Burhan murmured immediately into his regret.
"I'm sorry, I was just surprised. You guys know that? Rafi's face was like a child that I picked up when she was young," mother's defense certainly made her children stunned to hear it. But shortly after, the boy snorted violently.
"Oh my goodness, ma'am, how similar is that? If it's Bang Mail's son, can't he be that classy? The clothes worn by Mr. Rafi are estimated to be more than five million. Bang Mail where able to buy goods as expensive as that," said Lupita denied the words of his mother.
Burhan agreed. He left immediately with his wife, followed by Sergo and Lupita leaving a mother and their father who were still fixated. "Where, Dad, do you think? Mom's thinking is right, right?" I'm still looking for justification.
The husband immediately exhaled his breath violently. "No need to overdo it, ma'am. True said the child, Mail is a difficult life. I know for myself he left the house without bringing anything. Even if in the end he has enough economy, it does not mean he can buy expensive jass for his son in order to join this fast. Come on, ma'am, think sensible."
Now, it's Mom who's upset. He had no support from any of his family. But as the man who had taken care of Rafi's father since childhood, somehow the woman's instincts say that Rafi who he saw was his son Rafi Mail. Even the name of the child is the same as Rafi.
Meanwhile, the young man who was being watched by a mother, had already appeared riled up at the party. For Rafi, this party event is very boring. What's more the smiles of the invited guests are more fake than sincere. They are flat just looking for a face for a purpose that may have been prepared before.
Marisa herself, not a few people who say hello. Many people know Marisa as the daughter of Alexander Wallington. Therefore, every time Marisa stepped up and there happened to be someone who knew her, the person immediately said stale and invited her to chat.
"You're like an artist, Sha, who knows a lot," said Rafi as she walked towards the table.
"Hehehe .. They are mostly Daddy's business associates. Yeah what's wrong with me replying to them. You've heard yourself if they ask Daddy's situation" replied Marisa and now both are in a row of various foods that they can marry. Rafi chose silence. The explanation from Marisa, enough to make her understand.
Not far from the whereabouts of Rafi and Marisa, it looks like three people are looking at them. One of the men smiled cynically. "Now it's time to act. I split them both. Swing around! You will be witnesses."
"Ready!"
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