He, the Unacknowledged
113 Loss of Words
"Why did you do all that, Vara?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you give that statement to the reporters?"
Vara's face, which had been bright when she met Ken, instantly dimmed. When Ken came to him at the company, he was of course very happy. The man, who has been missing for more than a week, is now present to visit. But Ken's impressed question disliked it, instantly breaking his heart. He felt blamed and had done evil.
"Me ... What's wrong, Ken? I'm just honestly answering what they're asking, right."
"Why are you saying that you don't need someone else's approval for us to get married, huh!" Vara flinched as Ken snapped at her.
"You should be thinking about my son's feelings, Vara! I wanted to correct all my mistakes, get closer to him, and make Gean accept me. But you messed it up, you must have seen for yourself, right, the video Gean uploaded? I. .. I also want to have my son, Vara!"
"Ken, I ...."
"You said that as if Gean wasn't important. So, how can you accept my son if we get married?"
If we get married?
Ken says it's as if it's a sign that their marriage will be postponed again, or it may be void for good.
"Anyway, I want to have my son, no matter how. I'll do anything."
Ken was silent, not listening to Vara's question. He was busy thinking about Gean and Khea. Mother and son must have misunderstood him again.
The man then moved from his seat, wanting to meet the mother of his son. He wants to straighten this out. He doesn't know anything about Vara's statement, nor is he involved with what he is doing.
Ken drove off his car quickly, was impatient to meet the woman who had once loved him very much, and it turned out to have given him a very handsome and adorable offspring, just like Ken was when he was a kid.
Ken arrives at Khea's boutique. Inside it turns out there are some artists who are choosing dresses, but that is not the case. The problem is, there are also many journalists who are covering the activities of these artists.
Ken's arrival certainly caught their attention, especially the reporters. Ken hasn't been on rich screens for a long time. Although Ken is not an artist, he is one of the young entrepreneurs who often appear on television, including in infotainment news.
"Mr Ken ...."
"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Ken interrupted the reporters.
"You want to talk to you, Khea." Unwilling to attract the attention of the people, especially in front of the reporters, Khea finally invited Ken into her study.
Ken inhaled deeply the fragrant scent that came out from Khea's body. Ken smiled, the scent was as special as the scent of a new baby shower. Is this because of Gean? Ken thought in his heart. He imagined that later every day he would breathe this refreshing aroma, a very comfortable aroma and make his heart calm.
"What do you want to talk about?" Khea's question awakened Ken from his daydream. She cleared her throat for a while, looking at the honest beautiful woman, getting more beautiful in Ken's eyes. Ken was suddenly nervous, the words he had prepared in advance, why was it now suddenly drained from his brain?