
With determination that has been prepared for a few days ago, Michael took Chania to one of the hallways in the house that is no less big than his home in Italy.
The hallway is filled with several doors, and the decoration with fantastic value is a silent witness to the confusion of the heart of a Chania Renata.
Where's Michael taking him? He did not even realize that there was a magnificent hallway on the third floor, but it looked very quiet.
A large door, with white shades and charming flower carvings welcomed Chania's curious eyes.
The two doormen immediately lowered their heads upon seeing Michael and Chania coming.
"Good day, young master and young mistress."
Michael kept quiet without returning the guards' greeting. He just entered the door password to open the door
Chania who does have a friendly nature, returned the greeting with a nod and a barely visible smile. Because his soul is in tension. About what Michael would show in the room.
Cleks!
The door opened slowly. Michael deliberately only opened a few inches. Chania hasn't even been able to capture what space it is. But Michael instead turned his gaze on Chania's face.
Chania nodded, as if reassuring that the man did not hesitate to open the door.
Taking a deep breath, Michael's hand finally moved to push the door open completely. The two were glued for a while, then they entered and Michael closed the door again.
Chania frowned. Because the room turned out to be a room divided into two sides, bordering the transparent walls and shelves - shelves containing antiques.
Room with a clean white color that dominates. As well as the flowers - the original rose is white in some vases scattered at some points. It seems like the flower is routinely replaced with a new flower. It looks fresh and its fragrance is still in the room.
But Chania was more confused, because the room that was able to represent to show how rich the owner looked empty uninhabited. Why did Michael take her to the room? what's special?
"Whose room is this, Honey?" ask Chania.
Michael did not answer, he gently pulled Chania by the hand, leading her towards the door to the balcony.
Cleks!
Michael opens the door, and a greeting from a woman dressed as a nurse welcomes Chania and Michael on the balcony of the room.
"Good day, young master."
"Hem.." retorted Michael who immediately caught the existence of someone there.
Then the nurse nodded towards Chania, and soon passed from the balcony. Let her young master time personally.
Chania followed Michael's line of sight, and managed to make her forehead constrict.
"Who is he, Honey?" chania asked half a whisper. Staring at a woman sitting in a wheelchair with her back to their whereabouts. A distance of four meters from him stood at this moment.
"My Mom." shrieked Michael with his overcast face.
Chania was stunned staring at the handsome face expression of Michael Xavier. Then he looked back at the black haired woman, yet there was a hint of gray hair in some parts.
' So she's my mother-in-law? '
Inner Chania, it feels really happy to meet the woman who has given birth to her husband. He had no idea Michael would take him to meet the most special woman in Michael Xavier's life.
' But am I considered a son-in-law? No one even knew we were married. '
Continue in the heart. Anxiety finally enveloped the recesses of Chania's soul. His head just shrunk.
Michael walked up to the woman he mentioned as his mother. Sitting in front of the mother who seemed unaware of her presence.
"Mom?" call Michael softly.
But the woman seemed still silent, looking straight ahead. It was as if not hearing Michael Xavier's call that sounded full of sincerity.
"Mom?" call him again while cupping the slightly wrinkled woman's face.
"Aah!" the woman gasped, like a shocked person. Then he looked at his only son.
Michael smiled sweetly, looking at a pair of beads Mama's eyes that remained beautiful even at the age of a little over half a century.
"It's me, Mom! Michael Xavier's. Your son." said Michael when his mother didn't react.
"Michael Xavier?" repeat the woman asked.
"Yes, Mom! this is me!" sure Michael.
Michael nodded, with both thumbs rubbing the tears of his mother.
"It seems like just yesterday, Papa and Mama drove you to school" he said.
Smirk smile. "Michael's even finished college, Mom. Michael's got the position you want."
"Oh, huh?" ask the smiling Mama.
"Yes, Mom!"
"Are you the CEO of Sebastian Company?"
"Yes, Mom!"
"Mama's proud of you, Michael! Be your best son."
The mother kissed the handsome face of Michael Xavier. And Michael looks so washed away by the kiss of the Mama. He missed the perfect warmth. Not just a moment like this.
"But, Son!" said the woman arrived - arriving with her panicked face.
"What, Mom?" Michael already knew what questions his mother would ask him next.
"You.." hesitated to say, "you didn't inherit the world of Papa's mafia and your late grandfather, did you?"
Suddenly Michael shook his head. With a smile that seemed to convince the Mama, that he was not the Mafia.
Instantly, Chania, who was standing behind the mother-in-law, gasped with Michael's arm. Isn't he the boss of the Mafia in Italy? why don't you say it's the Mafia? Chania looks really confused by the strange interaction of mother and child.
"Good, Son! that way Mama will not worry about your future" he said as he pulled his shoulders and hugged Michael who was still crouching. "You'll be safe if you don't deal with criminals!'
"Mama, don't you ever worry about Michael. Michael will always be in good shape. To keep looking after my mom. Forever!" whispered Michael.
"Thank you, Michael!"
"Yes, Mom!" michael rubbed his back and kissed the cheek of the most precious woman in his life.
"Mom?" call Michael off his arms, then stare into his mother's face.
"What's up, Michael?"
"Mom's? if Michael gets married, will Mama approve of Michael and Mama's future daughter-in-law?" ask Michael.
"Mommy's son is getting married?" ask the Mama sumringah.
"Yes, Mom!" answer Michael.
"Who's with you, son? what's his parents' name? Does Mama know him?"
"His name is Chania Renata, and Mama doesn't know her parents." Michael replied as confidently as possible.
"Chania Renata's... Is she pretty?"
"Hem." Michael nodded. "Beautiful as Mama!" continued.
"really?"
"Where is he, Michael?"
Michael codes Chania to get closer. With hesitant steps, Chania approached and crouched down like Michael.
"This is Chania Renata, Mom. Michael's future wife!" said Michael.
"Good day, big lady. My name is Chania Renata, greetings." said Chania as her mother-in-law took a look at her pretty face.
"You.." Something entered the mind of the woman who still had that good posture. He could only sit in a wheelchair.
"Mama doesn't know her parents!" concluded Michael knows what enters the mind of the mother.
Michael gave a glance, but turned back to Chania who looked confused. Staring inside that face, researching the color of hair, eyes even every inch of Chania's body that he could see.
"You...."
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