About Duda, I'M Coming!

The Road to the Mall

Noah

"Which Mall are you going to?" ask that girl. I forgot what his name was.

"We're going to Mall D'Island, sir!" the answer.

"Yes, you two are with my car."

"What about my bike, sir?"

"I'll have my driver in the car to take your bike home. Give me the keys and give me your address."

"This is really Mr...?!"

"Yes, really, rather than you riding this hot-dry motorcycle, it's better to ride the car with me."

The woman seemed a little doubtful.

"Why? Afraid of the bike I stole? I'm not a criminal anyway, you know I work where my niece continues to school where.if I want anything, easy way!", I assure her.

"But sir, in my rented house there's no one. Free to drive home, no one will open it later."

"Well same Mr. Chloe keep riding the car.I'm the same Dion riding a motorbike only.nebuntuin from behind! Even if you bring your own vehicle, going home is easier!"

"Or don't, Dion's in my car.You're driving yourself!"

I can't bear to see a kid like Dion who has to get hot on the bike. Especially the distance is far away.

"Oh..more can no longer sir! I've been cheered on by Dion's parents to take care of him. I don't dare to leave him a stranger even if we know him well."

That's good thinking. This woman kept the message given to her. I appreciate that.

"Well, if you want it that way. I'm not pushy, I just wanted to offer!"

"Your phone number is still the same as it used to be, right? If so, I will let you chat sir. We'll make a deal where that is.."

"Okay.deal, I'll wait there."

We finally drove to D'Island Mall and agreed to meet there.

***

Chloe and I reached the Mall. Previously, the woman whom my niece nicknamed Aunt Pretty had already sent me a message and made an appointment to meet in front of the Lafou boutique, which was on the 1st floor near the escalator ride. He arrived because he was riding the bike faster.

"Sir....!!!" the woman shouted while waving her hand at me. Chloe who noticed it immediately pulled my hand impatiently.

"Where are we going?" my many.

"To Playground sir, it's on the 3rd floor."

It is not an open secret indeed if taking small children to the Mall must be the ends yes to the playground.

I bought two tickets to Playground with a duration of play 2 hours that already include socks.

"Ehh..Sir, how are you paid?! I have money." said the woman.

"Keep it, this time I'm the deal. Tickets are no problem!"

"Wahh.thank you very much sir! Very good father!!" a beautiful smile was etched on her lips.

"Yes alike. Let's just sit there! The seat is quiet."

Actually the escort is allowed to enter. But since Chloe and Dion are not toddlers or toddlers who need to be accompanied, me and the woman are waiting for them in the waiting seat. Although I waited outside, I kept an eye on Chloe's movements.

"Father used to pick Chloe up to school and take her for a walk?"

"Not too. If there's free time I go with Chloe. This was also impromptu! His parents are busy. So I as Om, who changed Mama Papanya to pick up. When I meet you in the parking lot, he'll go to the Mall."

"I'm sorry sir, because of me...Chloe wants to go to the Mall. I don't mean to interrupt!"

"Look easy! I haven't been with Chloe in a long time either. Through you, I can take him for a walk. Poor being locked up at home, Chloe's tired of no friends."

"Oh that's right Chloe was happy when I said I wanted to go to the Mall. His name is a little boy sir, sometimes it takes entertainment to go out for a while!"

"Yes, Chloe's mom is pregnant so

sometimes I like the hassles of taking care of Chloe. While the Papa doctor who must be ready for 24 hours to deal with patients. Usually Chloe is the same as Grandma and Grandpa, but because my parents are out of town.I end up looking after Chloe." I explained at length.

For some reason, I was as open as I was when I told a stranger about my family.

"Wahhh.great sir, you turned out to be a family man! So my salute.men today are rarely so attentive!"

I'm flattered by her compliments. Not the intention to be arrogant, but I am a typical family-man and family darling. My ex-wife who doesn't know herself cheated on me from a nice guy like me!

"Oh, by the way, Dion's your nephew?"

"Not Sir! He's my neighbor's son. Dion's parents are busy working, so Dion is often signed to me because he does not feel at home with his parents selling. More or less, I paid Dion's parents to take care of his son."

"Oh that.have long meant that you're working with Dion's family?" ask again.

"It's only been about 3 months sir! I previously worked at PT. Blessing Votes so admin, I continue to get a PHK for workforce reduction. Finally slamming the steering wheel into a baby sitter boy, because applying for work in other companies is rejected continuously!"

"FR. Blessed Vote? It was a newly acquired company with Eagle, my high school friend" I muttered inwardly.

"That means your daily activities are just looking after Dion?"

The woman gently brushed her hair back, "If morning takes care of Dion, if in the afternoon I teach English courses for elementary school children."

Great this woman too. The spirit within him amazed me.

"Sorry before.No offense! Actually I kind of forgot your name?!" I honestly feel guilty for not remembering his name. That's why I asked carefully, afraid he was offended.

"My name is Luna, sir! It's Luna Olivia, it's full hihihi.."

It turned out that Luna was not angry at all, instead laughed back at me.

"Aren't you angry?"

"What's angry about you sir? Things forget the name of the time made ribet! It is natural to forget, it was also a long time ago to meet. You are also a busy person, I understand it!" Luna responded casually.

I chuckled, "I have one request Lun. Please don't call me Father yes, I'm not very old!"

Luna scrunched her forehead, "Lahh..continue to call him what dong?"

"As far as you are, the important thing is not Dad. Less pleasant to hear in my ears if it is called Father. I refuse the old!" candaku.

"Ah I know! How is it called Om? Just like Chloe called you Om..funny it's like!"

Om? Why did he think of calling me Om? Why do I feel that being called Om is worse than being called Father? My impression is like an om-om who likes to play games. This woman really tested me.

"Tuh..Mr diem! Then I call Om yes.deal!" he chattered ignoring me who wanted to return his words.

Let him call me what! I don't give a shit. I don't necessarily see him anymore.