Lady'S Gentleman
A Very Interesting Woman...

Trevor climbed up the stairs of the Garnet Group Building with a lazy pace.

Some people looked down at him, welcoming him.

His figure known as the sole heir to a business empire worth trillions left him breathless. So heavy a burden on his shoulders.

It is common knowledge that the business run by his father is very large.

So big that it penetrated into the black world.

Trevor even feels very salute to Alex who is younger than him can be obsessed with his business, and Gerald... Well, if Gerald is indeed unlucky because he was born in the royal family.

Mean here... Really the royal family will form this country from time immemorial when Lake Toba is still a mountain.

Maybe that's what makes Gerald at the age of 40 years is still single. Too busy to the point of insecure yourself.

Trevor is not obsessed with his father's wealth.

He is grateful for his life is all prosperous, but he hopes it should not be excessive like this.

He understood that everything his father did was for his family. Sometimes Trevor wishes for his father to remarry, this time with the woman he truly loves, in order to get an heir other than Trevor. At least Trevor could split the burden onto his half-brother.

A coward?

Weak one?

Might as well.

But not all humans on this earth are obsessed with wealth and power.

Sometimes there are people like Trevor.

Prefer happiness.

Trevor's view of the world is...

Wealth is excessive money.

Happiness is money enough.

Poverty is money in short supply.

By formula...

Wealth is when people are enslaved to money.

Happiness is when people can control money.

Poverty is when people lack money.

As simple as that.

Dimas and Bram are coming after meilinda. At once they will also call two other wives of Gunawan.

Judgment day.

Somehow the way Mitha approached everything, but the woman was really supple, Trevor thought.

He met Mitha... Hm... Never in person. Just look at it from a distance and just know it. It was also at a big family event.

Trevor glanced at his watch while inside the elevator. It's 9 in the morning.

He would smoke in the 10th floor smoking room before going up to the 50th floor.

On the 10th floor, there are several tenants from famous brands, there is a daycare, and outdoor co-working space.

Trevor stepped into the smoking room area while patting his sealed cigarette box.

And

Pluck!!

"Bc...!!"

The little boy hit his calf, and fell down.

Not a child...

It's still a baby... He may not be two years old.

Seen from the way of walking that is limp and irregular.

Where's mother? What's from the daycare in front of that?

Why is the sekel and sizzle like this?!

Trevor knelt down while helping the boy to get up.

But her crying was getting louder.

"Shhh... Your cries are strong too." she finally pulled out her cigarette box and carried the child to calm her down.

Patting his back and holding him slowly.

The crying of the child stopped.

It ended with a smile as he fidgeted his own fingers. Extra rubbing on Trevor's shoulder.

"Ih, you're funny... Whose son is. Basic padlocks.." sizzled Trevor while chuckling.

"Astaghfirullah!! Raka..."

There was a panicked cry from the direction of baby day care.

Goddess figure...

Uh, wrong.

Too sweet to be called a human.

Poh...

Looks like Trevor knows.

"Mother Mitha?" muttered the man

"Huh?" this hooded woman's eyes in front of her were rounded. He stopped his steps and looked at Trevor.

Her face was exactly Barbie, but she had a veil on.

Why is it so clear, the skin.

"Eeeehh... Trevor Mas yah?! Oh, my God! How can I meet here! Waahhh yes obviously bego me, we would want to merge my husband hahahaha!!" Mitha splash herself.

Trevor sneered bitterly, but also wanted to laugh. How could Mitha consider her life as a joke.

What is this woman's way of distracting from her grief.

"I laugh not because I'm happy, but because of stress, just think of it as crazy, hahahaha!!"

"Yes, that's absurd, Ma'am, eling yah... This is my son, I carried him first, it was completely his laugh."

"Udah ah, even crying will happen." Mitha wiped her tears. Either the water came from his laughter or he was actually crying.

Raka was even careless and turned to Trevor while tightening his grip.

"Laaah, how about Nak! Bosen is the same Mama? Eh? Huh?!" sahut Mitha while aligning his face to the baby's face.

She stands behind Trevor to look him in the eyes.

Raka laughs again, slapping her saliva on Trevor's shoulder.

"Who son, is drooling? Why is Mama dicuekiiinnn? Shadih deh mama nangis niiiih..."

But Raka laughed even louder, half shouting and he started stomping his body, a sign of pleasure to see his mother teasing him.

"I guess... My mom is really sad... Duh..."

Mitha's laughter suddenly weakened.

For a moment, replaced with a joke.

Then he leaned his forehead against Trevor's back.

And sobbing there.

Trevor only sighed, while slowly patting Raka on the back.

It is a wonderful way women hide their sadness.

Then...

Why is Trevor feeling so calm?

He's not panicking.

Nor is it stubborn.

Mitha was so close that she stuck her forehead on Trevor's back.

And today he has not taken his anti-depressant medication.

Even when meeting Milady this morning and sitting next to her, Trevor still felt claustrophobic and somewhat nervous.

But at the moment...

He doesn't feel anything.

For a moment, he will test out some movements.

"Mbak Mitha's... Want to sit down first? People are starting to see us." Trevor whispered.

He looked back clumsily, and caught Mitha's somewhat unsteady shoulder.

"Oh, yes... Well, sorry yeah... I felt like aaaaaannn.." eventually the stuffing turned into a louder cry.

Gee whiz...

"Huhuuu O Allah... Why yaaaa when I was going to be kuaaaattt.." whine Mitha.

"Catsuh... Hold the cry first! We go to the co-working room first yaaa..." Trevor immediately shook Mitha's shoulder, held her in his embrace and entered one of the enclosed rooms.

And be there, the man sat on the sofa with Raka on the left in his lap, and Mitha who was bowing her face on her right shoulder while crying as loud as the woman could scream.

*****

About half an hour later, Trevor cradled Raka with a hipseat while nursing her using a bottle of squeezed breast milk, while behind her, Mitha fixed her scruffy hijab and makeup.

But from the reflection of the window in front of him, Trevor could see the shadow of Mitha's figure who was untying her hair.

Gee whiz...

It turned out that behind her veil, this woman was much prettier! His inner.

His black hair curled long to the waist, looking smooth and shining.

And the silhouette of his chest had that size...

Trevor immediately turned his eyes from the window.

I saw what I shouldn't have seen.

That's honor.

And she's still someone else's wife.

Shouldn't be...

At least, it's not yet time...

Fucking Gunawan!

She had an angel of heaven as beautiful as this, even still dousing her with some other women!

The man's insolent...

Trevor's growls.

"Anu... Trevor cape ain't gendong Raka?" Mitha was done with her activity and looked at Trevor's back which was still moving slowly to put Raka to sleep.

"Non't there any other topic Ma'am?" trevor Goda.

"Hehehehehe.." - Mitha. "Mas Trevor wants to ask what? I'll try to answer, huh... There was someone hidden yaaa"

Trevor turned his body towards Mitha and approached the woman, then sat down in front of her.

"We'll see what Gunawan wants by noon. And you're sure you really want to talk to his other two wives? Don't you fight later? They're not even legal wives, ma'am."

"Hm... I was in doubt, before. But Dimas assured me that as women who are zolimized, we must unite. We are not guilty... So what to fight for. That should be sued Gunawan. And about the kids..." Mitha looked at Raka nanar.

"From being used to being away from his father... Hopefully they can accept his condition. I leave it to God, Mas.." said Mitha. "I'm tired. He even dared to tease Bu Meilinda. What's not outrageous about that..."

"So Mtha's arrival here because it was called Dimas or Mr Sebastian?"

"Dimas first expressed this plan in fact, but suddenly yesterday the day after Mr. Sebastian called me, asking me to come. Sooner or later this will happen... But I will never be ready to face it."

"The best lawyer has prepared a standby in another room here, Ma'am."

"Till it?"

"Yes... He had already entered the forbidden realm. Threatening Dad. He seemed to have been pampered by Dad all this time, to the point of not knowing he was dealing with..."

"With Leak the most ferocious I've ever met." Mitha cut.

Trevor chuckles.

"Leak...? Jeez.." muttered Trevor amusedly.

"Leak sucks blood. Gunawan will immediately anemia to dry so peyek..." Mitha said while scowling.

Trevor held his laughter desperately because Raka was sleeping.

This lady...

How intriguing.