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The Immaculate Love 71

Countless, how much noise Alarik felt when his car began to enter the courtyard of the Mediterranean-style house.

And when he brought his gallant body down from the car, the pounding grew. One by one step he climbed the yard of a house that is quite spacious and beautiful. By strengthening the soul and strengthening the heart.

Rendi did not say what he meant, Alarik was asked to come there. But it is not wrong, if in the man has been embedded hope to be able to meet the son.

A middle-aged ART man wearing a kebaya and a long cloth opened the door for him, at a time when the door he knocked on had not yet reached the count of three.

“Sit down first, Den! He was told to wait a moment with father,” he said as he pointed to the living room sofa with his thumb. It looks like this ART has been told before, if Alarik is the guest of the master who has been awaited.

“Thank you, Mbok.” As he threw his butt on the soft sofa, his breath also slammed slowly, even doing it repeatedly, just to relieve the feeling, which was pounding incoherently.

Only five minutes, the time passed by Alarik, while waiting for the presence of Rendi. But it felt like five hours had passed. “You've arrived, Rik. Thankfully,” greeted Rendi, when she first saw Alarik.

“Sorry, if I'm a little late, Mas.” Alarik slightly adjusted his sitting position. It was 9 hours past 15 minutes, when he arrived at this chic house.

“Gak papa, this is even the right time,” said Rendi reviewed a smile.

“Mbak Risa where, Mas?”

“He is out. Rick, go to the side porch! Rafa is there now!”

Degg

Along with the pounding that is increasingly peaking, maybe now Alarik's face looks pale. What was said by Rendi was indeed a highly anticipated thing, as well as the thing that he was very afraid of. Fear of the son refusing to accept or acknowledge.

Rendi nodded steadily, just giving confidence to Alarik if he did not say wrong. Rendi did want to bring Alarik together with his son, although without prior notice the son's father before.

ALarik stepped slowly but surely, following the direction pointed by Rendi. On the terrace of the side house, really presents a green and beautiful view. The gurgling sound of water, and the sound of wind blowing, further added to the calmness of the heart.

But not the calm felt by Alarik, when his gaze was fixed on a young man sitting alone in the gazebo there. His heart was racing, as his gaze scoured that face. The young man was around 20 years old, arguably quite handsome, with mature brown skin, and his hair was slightly curly. His nose although not too sharp, but looks fitting with the shape of his face.

A moment later, the young man looked up and looked towards Alarik, a smile rising on his slightly thick lips. Not only that, he even came down from the gazebo and approached Alarik who was still standing glued.

“Om find who?” ask him to Alarik.

“Ee—“ The man was unable to answer because of his choked-up voice.

“Oh yes.” The young man momentarily jumped up like he had just remembered something. “Om is definitely looking for Rafa huh?”

“Ka-you're not Rafa?” asked Alarik in a stern voice.

“Well this is it, Rafa, Om!” Arka gestured to Alarik's side. It feels like someone is coming. The forty-year-old handsome man immediately turned his head. And his gaze found a young man who was tall, well-built, pure white, with pitch-black eyeballs, a hallmark of members of William's descent.

Looking at the man standing 2 meters beside him, Alarik was like looking at a portrait of himself in his youth. The face of the young man with his posture, was the face of Alarik all of them. It was as if he was dealing with a photo of his copy. Unless the young man's lips were thin and densely filled, it was Kanaya's lips.

For how long, the gazes of the two clashed in the air, without any words of greeting, as if all the order of language, had been lost in haru and happiness. They didn't even realize Arka wasn't there anymore. They just live alone.

“Nak,” is just that short word that can exit Alarik after all the time. Because his soul felt trembling, as if getting his lost gem. Even his gaze was now condensing, decaying in an indescribable sense of haru.

The young man was silent, remaining silent with a flat face. No expression can be drawn from there. Even then he turned his gaze in another direction.

“I'm your birth papa, Nak.” Alarik was back to sound after a few jokes. “I'm sorry, because I just found out about your whereabouts,” he said again with the same sound frequency. Slowly, surely, and softly in shakes.

There was no response or answer from his son. Even the young man's gaze had not been moved at all to look at him.

“Papa, can you hug, Son?” Pinta Alarik with all hope. Really from the beginning seeing the handsome young man beside him, Alarik could hardly resist hugging him immediately.

But the young man remained silent, giving no answer, not even staring. Alarik must keep all his desires in his heart. He understood the attitude of the son who seemed to reject his presence. One determination is now ingrained in Sherin's husband. Determined to keep apologizing to the baby. No matter how long it will wait.

“Pardon this overly excessive papa request, son. It's okay, if now you still don't like ..” Alarik immediately decided his words, when the handsome young man turned to him.

“I already know, if you are my biological father, Mr. Alarik William,” he said in a deep tone.

Hearing the short and pressing sentence from his son, Alarik's throat was choked. Instantly, all the words he would say, lost in the wind and never returned to his mind.

This fact he really never expected, if the son turned out to have known about him, but Alarik actually did not know anything about his son at all.

Rather than wanting to cry, Alarik felt more like laughing. Laughing at his stupidity that must have looked useless in front of his son.

The handsome young man twisted his body about to leave. And Alarik had no power at all to prevent.

“Rafa, where are you going?” the question came from Randy. He followed Alarik to the side porch and saw Rafa had already rushed away from there.

“Room.” The handsome young man replied briefly and immediately passed by.

Rendi approached Alarik who remained standing in his original position by lowering his head. “Rik, be patient! There must be a process.” Rendi patted Alarik on the shoulder and said an encouraging word for him.

“Iya, Mas. I understand.” Alarik said while giving a smile. Although it cannot be hidden if there is a puddle of water in his black eyeballs.

“Name, Rafasya Aditya Zaidan,” says Rendi.