Merried With Mr. Millionaires
Venezia

_Four Years Later_

The morning sun shines on the city which is famous for water transportation, including gondolas.

That morning the fluffy smile of the woman named Alana never faded, as the scorching sun shone on the city of Venezia.

Venice is the capital city of the Venetoz Region.

The city is famous for water transportation, among them gondolas.

“Dady opens his mouth aaaa,” said a four-year-old boy feeding the man sitting next to him.

The man called dady by the little boy opened his mouth wide, ready to take a bribe.

The little boy was more than happy to give a bribe to the man he called dady. But the words of a woman named Alana changed her happy face.

“Spend your food Arsya,” command Alana firmly.

The man in front of Alana spoke up, seeing that Arsya looked gloomy to find a reprimand from her mother. “Let An, maybe Arsya is not hungry yet. We're too early for breakfast.”

Alana glanced at the clock on her wrist, “It's already nine bang, can't be said morning.”

“We are not working An, no need to set the time in such a way as scheduled. Enjoy our holidays .. It seems like the effective application of time, has ingrained you.”

Alana just displays her smile, to respond to the joking Arvan, the man sitting with her son, Arsya.

“Eat your breakfast dear, we ride the gondola with dady,” Alana said to Arsya who was angry, her little man was pursing his lips and narrowing his eyes.

Recalling that expression Alana just smiled, there was a longing slipping into her heart.

But he quickly brushed away the feeling.

“This time, dady is on your mama's side. You have to have breakfast before you move.” Arvan cuts off Arsya's pancakes and then resembles a sulking little guy.

“Asya does not want to eat, dad,” said Arsya without turning to anyone. 

Alana gave up, if Arsya had sulked like that. The sign that the child did not want to eat yet, Alana enjoyed the beauty that was around her.

A lot of things that he has been through over these four years, happy and sad he passed with his little son Arsya. If it wasn't for Arvan, maybe Alana wouldn't be as strong as she is now.

From a distance the two men stared at Alana and Arvan and the little boy who was sulking at his parents.

“See Nik, my son has grown up.”

Nik did not respond to his master's remarks, he noticed the happy looking Jordan's face watching Alana, Arvan and the little boy Nik knew named Arsya.

Nik glanced at the circular clock on his wrist, “Master, we have to hurry to the airport.”

Jordan stood up from his seat, his attention still focused on the child who was still sulking. Although Arvan had tried to persuade him.

Nik could only sigh at her, looking at the happy looking Jordan in his own way.

Jordan walks in with Nik behind him, if there's no important meeting to be held tomorrow morning, maybe Jordan still wants to linger staring at the woman he loves.

There was a sense of calm seeing Alana smiling happily, Jordan did not see the sad face or depressed face of the woman he loved.

Jordan sighed, the shadow of Alana crying and angry because of Jordan's rude behavior, always managed to make her heart feel sliced, feeling deep pain.

“What sir is fine?” nik asked in a worried tone to see Jordan who looked back moody and displayed his flat face.

“I'm fine Nik.” Jordan covered all the wounds in his heart. For four years he lived alone without Alana, with longing always controlling him.

But as much as possible Jordan refused to meet Alana openly.

During this one year, his heart was no longer able to cooperate with him.

That longing hurt his heart. At least by looking at Alana and Arsya from a distance was enough to treat his heart longing.