
It had been half an hour the two just sat quietly facing each other with a small table that became the boundary between the two.
Just looking at each other, no one took the initiative to open a voice between the two.
Helping the breath heard from the younger, he again drank the drink that had been prepared by the maid before finally shifting his attention completely to the man sitting in front of him.
"You came to me, is there anything important, Mr. Jho?"
Jlepa...
You guys? Mr Jho? Is it seasing?
It hurts, it hurts so much. His son who used to always whine spoiled to him, now sat in front of him with a sharp cold gaze.
"Can you call me daddy? Like before," he asked.
"Can you restore my respect and trust, as it used to be?" Silence, Jho silenced.
Shasa raised his face, now he looked near the face of the father who was slightly bowed. "Can you give me back my childhood? Can you give my mother back? Can you disappear the scar you've given me? Can't you?"
Shasa chuckled a little when the trousers were all he got. "You can't. Then how can you ask me to call the person who has already dumped me with the name daddy?"
Silent for a moment, Shasa crept firmly on the edge of the clothes he was wearing. "You've thrown me away, you've made me lose my mother. Then now what do you want? You want me to forget everything and go back to being your submissive daughter? NAY! THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN."
"Did you see that plant over there, Mr. Jho?" Shasa pointed towards the garden, more precisely at the dead plant, which was right under such a huge mango tree.
"The plant is my respect for you. Then that mango tree, that is your big ego. While the sun up there is the affection from you that I need, however, your huge ego blocks your affection from reaching me until my respect for you begins to die slowly. And a dead thing cannot come back to life. Do you understand?"
Master Jho nodded slowly. "I understand, however, that man deserves a second chance, and I am still a man. So, will you give me my rights?"
"Second chance? Haha..." Shasa laughed out loud, wiping away her faint tears with her index finger. "I've even given you over a hundred chances, but what do you do? You just wasted it."
The older one pulls the younger hand to hold. "Darling, you know yourself? Daddy's got a pellet. Daddy wasn't sober when he did everything that made you sick."
Shasa immediately pulled his hand from Mr. Jho's grasp. "Fuck with pellets! If from the start you had no intention of cheating, none of this would have happened! If from the beginning you were loyal and did not like playing women, this would definitely not happen!!" Lord Jho looked surprised, how could Shasa know? Even Ayana herself did not know if she used to like playing women.
"Don't just because I'm quiet, then I don't know anything. I know everything, I know! Maybe just mommy is too stupid, or even blind, so he does not know about what you are doing behind his back. But I'm not stupid! Nor am I blind as long as you know!"
Shasa's emotions were mounting, even the woman had already shed too many tears.
"Well, I know I can't fix or return anything to you. But about your mother, you didn't really lose her."
"Yes, I didn't lose my mother. He's still in my heart, forever."
Mr. Jho shook his head, "You really haven't lost him, he's alive."
"What do you mean?"
"They didn't tell you?" Mr. Jho asked back.
Telling what? No one has ever discussed Ayana to Shasa since the woman woke up from her fainting.
Oh, s*al, it looks like Mr. Jho forgot a message from Theo not to tell Shasa about Ayana before she fully recovered
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The husband who was driving was made uncomfortable with the gaze of the wife. "You why the hell? How do I see that?"
"I want to see Mommy."
"Oh, mommy's home. Later after checking the contents we go home directly so you can meet mommy."
Shasa shook his head, "I want to see mommy Ayana, not mommy Keana."
At that very moment Zevan felt that he had lost his voice, his throat choked. He was silent, not knowing what to answer.
Theo had told him not to tell Shasa first about Ayana, Theo did not want to add to the burden of his brother's mind who was pregnant.
"Diem's cigarette? I want to see mommy Ayana!" Shasa slightly shook Zevan's shoulder.
"Sa_sayang, what do you mean?" Zevan tried not to look nervous, but it was still difficult.
"Don't try to lie, I know. Mommy's alive, right? Where's mommy now? I'm going to see mommy!"
"Where does Shasa know about mommy Ayana? Did the old man say it? S*al bucket mouth base!!"
Zevan sighed softly, "You can meet mommy Ayana, but not now."
Shasa leaned closer to Zevan. "But why? I want to see Mommy now!"
"Darling, horrifying me yes. Mommy you're still sick, she needs incentive medicine. Later if mommy is completely healed, you can definitely meet mommy." In the rubbing of the wife's hand slowly, giving a little understanding.
"So, you don't be naughty okay? If you're naughty, then you can't meet mommy." Shasa nodded even with a sullen face, very adorable like a child.
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Losing his father and mother at the same time, of course Faza must be feeling sad, right? But his mom and dad deserve all of that.
A grudge? Of course not. Faza was quite self-conscious, just assume this was karma for his parents, he was willing.
In her worst moments like this, fortunately there was still Lia who faithfully accompanied her. The girl has always been a backrest and the house turns out to be for Faza.
She regrets thinking about leaving Lia and starting a new life with her step-sister, Shasa, who clearly has a life of her own.
"Thank you, thank you for everything. Thank you for accepting this selfish man in your heart and loving him regardless of his past. Thank you very much."
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't thank me, I love you, and this is my way of proving my love for you."
Faza clenched the woman in his arms, "Thank you, and I'm sorry for all the mistakes I've done."
"I've forgotten it, I've forgotten everything, so don't apologize anymore."
Oh, there's an angel next to him and Faza just realized it now? Where has he been all this time?
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"I am a br*hsek, but God was so good that he sent one of his angels to a breng*ek man like me." - Faza