29 Days

Chapters. 50. Chika's Suspicion

In the course of life, money is not everything. But many things require money to live this life.

The same is the case with Misel, even though he just sat in the High School, but willing to take the black road in order to earn money. He was willing to become a slave*** sir Fernandez for money.

Although he knew, that the middle-aged man he was serving right now was the father of his own best friend.

With agility Misel moves every movement he plays so that makes Mr. Fernandez unable to say anything. It is just a pleasure he feels.

The young leaf in front of him understood what he wanted. The money he spent was proportional to the Satisfaction and enjoyment he got .

Although he is still in recovery, but he is satisfied because Misel is in control of all their hot games, to the peak of enjoyment they can feel together.

Micelle dropped her body full of sweat over the body of master Fernandez, both of them panting while closing her eyes.

After containing a while Misel immediately got up and tidied up the clothes worn by Mr. Fernandez as well as his bed.

After that he immediately went into the bathroom to clean his body and immediately changed clothes. He then put on his face to look beautiful in front of Mr. Fernandez.

"Sir do you want me to help you clean up ?" misel asked with a sweet smile towards the man he had satisfied.

"For a while I want to rest, my body is still weak and you have drained a lot of my energy earlier." replied Mr. Fernandez honestly.

"But you are still very powerful even in these conditions" said Model, winking one eye.

"You don't know Ki's true strength yet" replied Mr Fernandez proudly.

"Then show me how strong you have, I will compensate" Misel replied with a seductive smile.

"I admit your play is amazing" replied Mr. Fernandez.

"In accordance with the money you give, the more the better the service." Miskel replied bluntly.

"You take it easy, I'll transfer it to you immediately, all for your duties later tonight." replied Mr. Fernandez while fiddling with his phone.

"You are very generous, sir. I will do my job as well as you want." replied Misel.

"What task did you give to Mikel?" asked Chika who suddenly appeared from behind the door.

"Dad asked Misel to keep dad here so you could rest at home. I don't want you to get sick from looking after me."

"Only tonight, tomorrow I can go home and you have to pick me up after school." replied Mr. Fernandez.

"Are you sure ?" chika asked while sitting next to her father and immediately put down her luggage.

"Dad is so sure, there are guards outside you don't worry. Father will be fine, and father does not ask for help for free, father compensates for the work of Misel." replied Mr. Fernandez.

"Alright, do your best according to father. This is Chika bringing food I hope you like it." said Chika.

"It just so happens that you're very hungry, let's eat together" replied Mr. Fernandez, rising up and sitting leaning back with Chika's help.

"Why are you so sticky, and sweaty like you've just been exercising" Chika said.

"You don't know the sport we just played. Of course it's full of sweat. It's a good thing that I immediately cleaned everything up, otherwise it could be messed up if you find out." - Inner Chika.

Then Misel and Mr Fernandez ate voraciously, his stomach feeling so hungry after his second hot game.

While Chika could only stare in wonder, because the two people of different generations were eating like hungry people.

It flashed through Chika's mind, how she was while inside the prison, she was like finding a spring in the middle of the Desert, when she found food.

Chika smiled bitterly at the sight before her. It is sad that they both live free and have a lot of money but can starve like he was in prison.

"Chika join us, why are you daydreaming ?" said Mr. Fernandez waking Chika from her daydream.

"No, my father ate before I got here. You eat and spend it, I'll just wait here." Chika replied as she sat on the sofa.

After that he played the flat object in his grasp. Sometimes he smiles occasionally he is also surly and also pouting.

Chika is looking at social media that she often uses, to simply read information about health and beauty. But he immediately glanced towards his father and also his friend who was eating.

"Why do I feel that Misel and dad are so close, what exactly is going on. Dad was never like this. Usually they just say hello to each other."

"Now why does it feel any other ? or is it just my feeling ?." Chika saw their closeness and finally she breathed out violently.

He slowly approached the body of the father, who was slowly lying down very slowly.

"Dad, is there anything you want to say ?" asked Mr. Fernandez with a smile then he looked at the father's face with a forced smile.

While Misel was aware, the underwear she threw in any direction was right under Chika's feet.

Misel is silent and thinks how she can take her underwear before Chika sees and suspects him.

Mikel tidied the tableware, then put it on the table and he immediately sat on the sofa.

As Mr. Fernandez looked at him, he gave the code by pointing downwards. Realizing that something is wrong, Mr. Fernandez asks Chika to call one of his guards.

But Chika instead asked Misel who called. Misel had to stand up and immediately called for the bodyguard after Chika's entrance guards immediately shifted so that the father could speak freely with the bodyguard.

The guard accidentally saw something under his feet. He frowned when he realized what it was.

Slowly he pushed the cloth under him to go under the bed, where Mr. Fernandez rested.

"Sir is there anything I can do?" asked the bodyguard with a slight bow.

"Please get Chika home. He has to rest a lot after the events that have happened lately" replied Mr Fernandez.

"Okay sir, I'll take Miss Chika" replied the bodyguard.

"Did you throw me out ?" asked Chika curiously.

"Darling, why do you think that. I just want you to be able to contain more. Forgive me for taking so long to leave you in that hell." replied Mr. Fernandez trying to convince his daughter.