Young Miss Assistant
The Poor Child

Farel exhaled a rough breath full of anxiety, leaving Jeny in the hospital with Indra and some of his mother's bodyguards.

The car drove to a villa, requiring about 6 hours drive to arrive at the villa adjoining the sanatorium. Just to sign a contract with Queen Cosmetics. Saturated and upset that's how she feels right now.

However, work is still work, Tomy is busy with the task of Taka at this time. Meanwhile, there are not many employees who can be trusted in this country, considering that JH Corporation has only about a year and a half spread its wings in this country.

The villa gate was open, the day was getting late. Farel stepped down from his parked car in the front area of the villa.

A man dressed in security ran to open the door. The young man started to enter, his eyes screeching observing the villa that looked quite large.

Slowly starting to sit down, a few minutes later the waiter came to bring two cups of jasmine tea and cookies.

A man came up with a rash move wearing rubber gloves, even complete with boots. Running quickly, wanting to immediately meet the young man who was waiting for him in the living room.

Farel drank the warm jasmine tea slowly, then...

Byur...

The young man coughed coughly spitting out his tea staring at the person he hated the most entering the room... Dad, why is he.

"Sorry long wait, I had to take care of some plants..." Gabriel began to sit down.

Get angry, curse and blaspheme me, hit me, so that I believe you are Lendra.

"It's okay" said Farel smiling kindly.

Is he really my father, wearing gloves and boots to meet clients. How humiliating!! Thank goodness I did not imitate his nature, he said in his heart, not self-conscious, as a man who everywhere often wears an apron.

Gabriel bowed disappointedly, looking at Farel's smile, "Omong by the way, other than Dilen do you have another father or family?" tanyanya did not give up.

"There was, my father was a policeman who died while doing his duty." he replied, starting to drink his jasmine tea again. Slightly glanced at Gabriel full of grudges, without the man realizing.

So he's not Lendra? He has and remembers his real father... Gabriel let out a disappointed sigh, misunderstood by his son's statement about the late Doni.

"Omong by the way, here's the contract, I've signed. There's only your signature." he continued, pulling out a pen and paper from his backpack.

Gabriel let out a disappointed sigh starting to take off his rubber gloves, perhaps just his silly thought alone. However, still, the man felt so close to his son.

"It's been.." he said returning the pen to Farel.

"Thank you, I'd better go home now," Farel exhaled a rough breath, stuffing the green map and the questioner into his bag. Start getting up from the couch.

Impossible, he is Lendra.

"Wait, it's late at night, stay over." he said.

Farel, who was about to walk away, stopped his steps. Should today I repay your actions to mother.

"True, it's dark..." Farel exhaled a rude breath of a friendly smile.

***

Two men pacing around in different places, Farel picks up a golf club. "I'll kill him" he said. However, at once his steps came to a halt, putting back his golf stick."However he was my father, this thing was too painful, had to hit many times just dead. Got to find something that kills painlessly..."

While in the hallway of Farel's room, Gabriel was not calm, about to knock, "How do I take a sample of his hair or blood?" his murmur was carrying scissors, syringes and a scalpel.

Gabriel stepped back into his room, sighed, finding a dead end.

'Bagome?' A newly awakened image, speaking using sign language.

"He wasn't Lendra, his father before he was adopted Dilen was a cop, maybe you're right..." Gabriel exhaled a rough breath.

"Don't hold me too tight..." Gabriel mutters.

'Why?' The image moved his hand, clenching his forehead.

"This is why" Gabriel kissed his wife's lips slowly. Citra's hands, opening her husband's pajamas slowly.

"I miss you." she said full of smiles, pulling Citra's pajamas.

The lips of the husband and wife are back in chains, put them on starting one by one. Falling apart on the floor. Gabriel kept moving, guiding his wife towards the bed. Started to break her body without clothes.

The eyes of Citra looked soft, Gabriel's voice filled the room enjoying their play. Occasionally enjoying his wife's lips.

Outside the room...

Their son carried a sharp knife, covered his own mouth. Shaking his head in wonder. What is my father doing in there.

***

From 30 minutes ago, her father's erotic voice had come to a halt. Farel exhaled many times. Hendel opened the door, carrying a sharp sharpened fruit knife.

Gabriel fell asleep without clothes, wrapped in a warm white blanket, next to him a woman asleep on her back wrapped in the same white blanket.

In the room it was quite dark, only the sleeping lights were lit. Farel's feet stepped in, just stabbing once in the heart, while I was sleeping. I won't feel any pain at all. And mother's grudge will be avenged...

Farel raised his knife up, about to stab. However, Gabriel's face seemed to be smiling, sound asleep. The face that Farel missed all his life, the face of the father who never hugged him, the face of the father who was always in his dreams when he was a child.

His hand trembled, his knife dropped to the floor. "Dad.." she said in a small voice, her tears flowing. However vengeful he could not stab his own father.

His feelings are currently indecisive, but it is undeniable that he cannot kill the face of the man he once wanted to meet the most.

"Mom sorry, I couldn't kill him." he said on the floor. His heart was wounded, remembering how the cold face of his father stabbed his mother.

But the warm smile, the man who was sound asleep at the moment he saw, was different from the cold face that killed his mother.

Farel exhaled a rough breath, "You bad father and husband, I forgive you, you even brought another woman in my place .." he muttered, staring at the woman's back with long hair wrapped in a blanket.

For a moment the woman squirmed, changing her sleeping position, facing Gabriel. The face Farel knew.

Somehow the married couple was quite young, so that his son could recognize them easily.

"Mother!!" Farel closed his mouth tightly with both hands.

What the hell's going on? Why is mother still alive, and living with father.His face was deathly pale, restraining her voice. Stepping slowly out of the room, with a reddened face held in shame.

A child caught his parents in bed together, that's what he is today...

***

The sound of birds chirping sounded, Citra looked at her husband full of smiles. Eating breakfast with a loving partner, that's what Farel did.

'Your face is indeed a little similar to our late son, so my husband had thought you were our son, ' Citra said in sign language, her heart indeed felt a strange feeling to Farel. However, the facts prove, Farel himself who said his father before adopted Dilen is a police officer.

"Right, I'm sorry, I thought you were our late son..." Gabriel said with a smile. A moment later the man smiled slightly, taking a tissue wiping the dirt on his wife's lips.

Farel's hair was disheveled, his eyes blackened like a panda. Because I can't sleep for a minute. The young man kicked down the table, staring in annoyance. Admiring married couples who are still seen showing off their intimacy.

Seriate