Young Miss Assistant
Love Letter (Secret of Tomy)

Happy living? Not completely, keeping the image as a model. Having a sickly, but well-established old husband. Everything looks perfect, right? Serving the old man she probably should have called grandpa.

It's okay, it's all lived, as long as it doesn't go back to the shabby house where he used to live. A woman is now in the middle of her shooting session, her eyes glaring at her beautiful manicured face reflected from the mirror.

"Great, you're the hottest news gossip!! If the reporter asks, deny everything." said the manager panicked, reaching for his phonecell to try to contact someone.

"What rumors?" the woman clenched her forehead.

"You've got a 16-year-old, a night woman. And.. your son's body was found in a miserable state on the street.." the manager hesitated to say it, knowing the woman's past.

The woman who initially only focused on looking at her makeup, now her eyes turned to look at her manager. "He died?" he asked with tears welling up in his eyes. His face looked down.

"It's actually good for your career and your marriage. Your anxiety, if your son were to expose your past would never have happened. We just need to refute the media statement." said the manager, still fiddling with his phoncell, sending a message, to solve their problem.

The model with the seductive appearance fell silent, She is dead? My son died. Pleased? That was how he should feel, the child who became his anxiety was no longer there.

However, instead of being pleased, her tears uncontrollably dripped down her makeup. The stuttering child that had always been the target of his anger had already died? The child who always eats and lives with him in the middle of his once difficult life is no more? A drop of her tears came out.

Mothers...The boy she hated always called her that name. Does he no longer exist?

He began to stand up, pulling the collar of his manager, "Say once more!! A...Is it true that he died!?" his snarl echoed, with tears rushing down.

"It's not yet confirmed that this is an issue or fact. You calm down, okay...?" her manager, helped her sit back in her dresser chair, gave her a glass of water.

He looks at his reflection in the mirror, holding back his cries, with tears flowing continuously. "I told him to go home to find his father." he said softly, starting to sob.

"Calm down, let's make sure, okay?" the manager calms down.

Hate it? He did hate the boy, the boy who got himself fired from the club' night. However, death? Is that worth it? His son is too young. The flesh blood that never felt his affection, only felt his anger.

***

Journalists were not seen at the hospital...

Tak..dak...

The sound of his high heels broke the silence of the morgue. His steps seemed doubtful and fearful. Afraid? Afraid to look at the face of the son he always loved, the son who always took care of him, the son he left behind only for the so-called to live comfortably.

"Tomy...?" with trembling hands, a white cloth began to unfold.

His cries broke, sitting on the floor. Too tight, that's the feeling right now.

"He's your son?" ask the manager to doubt.

The woman cried, shook her head, bowed, "He's not Tomy,"

The manager exhaled a rough breath."Now what's your plan? Don't you hate him?"

"I wanted to see him, and apologize to him." she replied.

Can't stand it if the one lying on the bed is really Tomy.

Thank God it's not Tomy, if Tomy maybe I'll go crazy and catch up with her. Excuse me...

Maybe after feeling the loss, her empathy as a mother began to feel. Not willing if his son had to die, not willing to see the body of the son he hated. A son who never had the opportunity to get love from him. I'm sorry, maybe that's what he wanted to say.

***

The house that was as grand as her husband's house was currently visible. The woman closed her eyes, exhaling a rough breath. Picking up Tomy who he suspects back to his biological father is his priority at the moment.

Do not want to regret seeing the body of his son without having time to love or apologize to him. Perhaps it was a blessing for him to have such a painful experience due to anonymous issues.

Unlike 16 years ago, with a shabby appearance. His current appearance was well groomed, carrying a small handbag. Walking with arrogance can lift his head.

Tomy I'm sorry, I forgot about you. If I could, I'd make up for all the mama's abuse of you. We will stay at your stepfather's house, mother promises never to hurt you again.

"Does Mr Adrian (his biological father Tomy) exist?" ask the manager who followed Merlin (the biological mother of Tomy).

"He was inside, I called for a moment." said one waiter, walking up to the second floor.

The manager and model began to sit down. Merlin's eyes looked at the photos displayed there. There's not a single picture of her little Tomy, is she not loved to not have a single photopun in her father's house?

Tomy, did your father treat you as badly as I treated you... Tears restrained in Merlin's eye patch, his hands trembling. How do I apologize? How do you persuade Tomy to come back to live with him? Many questions were coming to him.

Finally, the man who once refused to make her his second wife went down the stairs. Smiling, a fake smile. A reason? Of course to get back his son who should have been with Merlin. A son who may actually be more able to love and appreciate him.

"Good night, Mr. Adrian..." Merlin and his manager smiled, looking down full of respect and elegance.

Where are you hiding Tomy? Whether he you make a servant here, the child is not recognized, until the picture is not there.

"Night..." Adrian smiled sincerely, more precisely trying to smile sincerely.

Br*chl!! The detective I sent told me how you treated my son. If only my son had not been hidden by you. I kicked you from earlier.The grunts in my heart still tried to smile.

The man started sitting on the couch, "What's up here? By the way, is Tomy able to speak fluently?" tanyanya, along with the waiter served three cups of warm drinks, along with pastries.

"It should be a good father, able to contact a psychiatrist for his own son." said the circus, chuckling, drinking tea before him, glancing slightly at the annoying man before him.

A psychiatrist? He wants to show me clearly I'm not a responsible father? While he himself brought home various men to the house in front of my son...

"Fuckin' woman." sneered Adrian in a small voice.

"What did you say!? Br*chl!! Here, your money I give you back!! Flowers included!!" snapped Merlin was unable to control his emotions anymore, issuing a check with no nominal bit, throwing right in front of Adrian's face.

Adrian smiled, picked up the check and ripped it off, "I don't need it. Return Tomy! I don't know what you did to her in the past, she's still my flesh and blood. If you can't take care of him, give it back!! I'm going to panjaka.." Adrian's mouth was stuffed with cookies, by Merlin.

"I will take good care of him!! You are just a father who doesn't admit it!! Give her back to me!!" snapped Merlin, full of emotions.

"Bad woman!! She's with you!! He never came here! I'll give you any money, give him back to me." Adrian said with a cookie crumbs gushed from his lips.

"Dare to lie!! Tomy I gave you a message to come here!! Restore her!!" he stood up from the chair and pulled Adrian's hair.

"It hurts!! A mentally ill woman!!" Adrian encourages Merlin to let go, but because it did not work out Adrian pulled Merlin's hair back. No less resourceful Adrian tried to grip Merlin's cheek hard. Unexpectedly, his hand was even a digit.

"Based on piranha fish!! Off!!" bentak Adrian's.

Manager Merlin began to approach the security who was watching earlier.

"Where is this hostess?" tanyakanya.

"It was divorced three years ago, because you were caught cheating again." she replied.

"Are they often like this?" the manager asked again staring.

"When Merlin brought the little young master here (Tomy) they chided each other and threw things.." the security, who had worked for quite a long time, replied.

"If they always fight like warriors like this, how can there be children among them, they must have had sex several times, right...?" The manager knitted his forehead not understanding.

"Maybe they got into a fight while putting their son in bed...?" the security sighed harshly.

***

Somewhere else...

The maid at Merlin's house curiously opened the large box that the courier had sent.

"You paper?" he muttered, staring at the pile of storks, then left her to cook, with her toddler son.

A few dozen minutes later...

Piles of paper cranes owned by his employer, torn, stepped on his toddler son. "Your brother is naughty." The maid was terrified, and the anger of her master.

Until lightly discarded the large cardboard, it is considered never arrived. The letter Tomy made to Merlin is seen in the trash can behind the house. Dumped the maid who did not want to be blamed.

'Mom, I love you. Always in love with you, I often see mom's smile on TV and magazines. Keep smiling like that...'

'Because I like mom's smile.'

'I'm going to go with a Singaporean foundation that has been supporting my living expenses all this time. I still wish you could see me, I want to see your smile firsthand. May the mother live a long life, and always be healthy...'

'The son who used to accompany you Tomy'

That's the contents of the letter that was lying in the trash, large in size.

***

Tomy sent three packages, one more to a restaurant. Precisely, the restaurant where the girl he called brother works.

The box of 1,000 origami storks fell, as the 22-year-old woman read the contents of the letter.

"Naughty boy.." furious, throw a new letter*the original gold.

The shapeless paper was faintly written by a letter.

'Brother, you know, big sister is the softest woman I have ever met? Your smile warms my cold night,'

'Your beautiful face, makes life feel more meaningful. Therefore, I made a thousand storks for you,'

'There is a myth, if you fold 1000 origami storks, the desire will be granted. That's why my wish is that my sister always fails in love, waiting for me who will grow up to propose to you,'

'The one who likes you the most...'

The only love letter Tomy ever sent in her entire life was thrown away helpless.

A letter filled with curses, in order for the woman he likes to be a spinster just to wait for him.

Seriate