Between Asa And Taste

A boyfriend?

Until the car is parked in front of his house, Naura and Narendra are busy themselves. Get out of the car regardless of Mr. Wira who has brought him to the house.

"Are they not kissing my hand?" muttered Mr. Wira while raising and looking at his own hand.

Mr. Hero frowned as the hand that their biass smelled was ignored just like that while they were fighting. Moreover, the quarrel was only because of what he said classmates. Ah, it's already that Lord Wira shook his head. Trying not to care at all.

The car is back at the office. Along the way, Mr. Wira was busy with his thoughts. He felt time was too fast. Naura and Narendra, who were babies yesterday, now know the opposite sex.

"Yet, they're growing too fast." Mr. Wira rubbed his face slowly.

In the reflection of the rearview mirror, he saw his face.noticed the wrinkles on his face that looked more and more. Her hair looks white. Mr. Wira did not paint his hair. He would rather let everything grow naturally.

Slowly his hands rubbed his face and noticed that frown after frown. What he did stopped as the driver rebuked him. He does not want anyone to know what his anxiety is about.

Just as Mr. Wira got to the office, he got a call from Mrs Helen. His wife asked him what happened to his twin grandchildren. Apparently Naura and Narendra are still not better.

"Papa doesn't know Mah" replied Mr. Wira as Lady Helen continued to urge him.

"Maybe Papa doesn't know" said Mrs Helen.

"But Papa doesn't know. Mama just ask them," said Mr. Wira.

"But no one wants to answer Mom's question. No one explained" said Mrs Helen.

"Yes already then Mama don't need to kepo. Let them keep that secret until they cape themselves" said Mr. Wira.

"Consecrated? What secrets, Pah?" ask Mrs Helen.

"Ah, Mama's getting kepo. We will tell you at home later. Now Papa wants to work first," said Mr. Wira.

Without getting approval, Mr. Wira immediately ended the call just like that. Letting Madame Helen grumble to herself with her attitude.

Stare back at the laptop screen, with a pile of disorganized files beside it. Not long ago Mr. Wira rubbed his hair while away from the laptop screen. He could not forget the attitude of his two favorite grandchildren.

"Excuse me, sir." A secretary knocked on the door of his room.

The door of the room that is not closed tightly can clearly see the knocker of the door.

"What's wrong?" ask Mr. Wira.

"There are guests who want to meet with, you." The secretary answered politely.

Mr. Wira looked at his wrist. He made an agreement with his business partner. But it's not now. Then who's the guest? Is he the one who made the deal with him? Or just someone else? He immediately checked his phone. Checking who knew his business partner was speeding up their meeting time.

There aren't. Mr. Wira's phone didn't get a single message. As he was still thinking about the guest, his secretary again asked Mr. Wira's willingness to meet the guest.

"Oh yeah, who is he? Is he the man I told you about?" ask Mr. Wira.

"No, Mister. The guest has not made an appointment with you. He said his name was Sindi" replied the secretary.

"Sindi?" asked Mr. Wira a little in disbelief.

In his life, he knew only one Sindi. And it was his adopted son who had long since left him. Then who is he? Is it possible that Sindi's adopted son has returned?

"Sir" said the secretary again.

Mr. Wira's daydream soon broke and asked his secretary to bring the guest into his room. Wishing to worry, he waited. Looks very agitated. However he wished it was really the Sindi he knew. But for what?

"Excuse me" said the guest.

The voice that Mr. Wira is very familiar with. Yes, that was indeed Sindi's voice. With pushy eyes Mr. Wira swallowed his saliva. He was really surprised by Sindi's arrival to his office.

"Can you come in, sir?" tanya Sindi hesitated.

Sindi's questions break the silence. Mr. Wira immediately asked Sindi to enter immediately. Sindi is not alone, there is a child coming with her. Sindi stretched out her hand and bowed.

Mr. Wira returned the hand. Sindi immediately kissed his hand. Not long after the child who joined Sindi also followed what she did.

"You two?" ask Mr. Wira.

"Yes. Mas Danu is on business," replied Sindi.

"Oh yes please sit down. What do you want to drink?" ask Mr. Wira.

"No need sir. We're not long. We just want to see the situation, sir. Madam is healthy too, right?" ask Sindi.

"Sindi, why have you changed? Since when do you call me Sir? Is it because you don't consider your father anymore?" ask Mr. Wira.

"Can I still call you Papa? Am I still worthy?" sindi asked who started crying.

Dandi who saw his mother crying immediately rubbed Sindi's cheeks.

"Don't cry Ma. Mama is strong," said Dandi innocently.

"Why don't you guys go home?" ask Mr. Wira.

The question made Sindi cry again. Sindi's sobs explain what made her change. There was no intention in his heart to forget all the kindness of his father and foster mother.

Lady Nathalie was the one who forced Sindi to stay away. He threatened to disrupt Mia and Dion's relationship if Sindi continued to try to contact Helen.

Even Mrs Nathalie restricted Sindi's access outside Jakarta. However, Lady Nathalie is also her father-in-law. Actually there was no attitude of Madame Nathalie who hurt Sindi, only limiting her space of movement.

"I don't understand" said Mr. Wira.

"I knew maybe Mama Nathalie's attitude would hurt Papa's family a lot. But I can't do anything but follow my husband" Sindi said.

"Papa understands, Papa understands." Mr. Wira rubbed his face.

"Send my regards to Mama" said Sindi.

"So you're not going home?" ask Mr. Wira.

Sindi.

"Why? My wife would be happy if you could see her? Even if only briefly possible," said Mr. Wira expectantly.

"Ma, don't cry." Dandi wiped Sindi's tears again.

"I'm sorry Mama. But Mama was too happy to meet the person that Mama misses so much" Sindi said.

The crying has not subsided. Mr. Wira rubbed Sindi's back to calm the woman who was crying sobbed.

"Father," cried Dion who suddenly entered.

Sindi and Mr. Wira immediately saw the source of the voice. Sindi's cry suddenly subsided. He immediately rubbed his two cheeks that had flooded with tears.

"Sindi?" dion was surprised.

"Who do you think you are?" Mr. Wira asked back.

"No," Dion replied as he shook his head.

"Healthy, Sir?" ask Sindi.

"Don't call me that. I became merass there was a fortress too far between us" said Dion.

"Yes Mas" said Sindi.

"You're just the two of you?" ask Dion.

Sindi who got the question again just smiled and nodded. Suddenly, his phone rang. Madame Nathalie's name was plastered on her phone screen. He immediately nodded and left.

"He's been here a long time?" ask Dion.

"Not yet" replied Mr. Wira who sat down again in front of his laptop. "What are you doing here?" ask Mr. Wira.

"You check Papa. Afraid of nothing" replied Dion.

"Just calm. Papa is healed. Don't worry anymore" said Mr. Wira.

"No, I'm just afraid that Papa is looking for a new mom" Dion said, laughing.

"Oh, what were you thinking?" ask Mr. Wira.

"I think Papa is my stepmother" Dion replied with a laugh.

"Based on a fat boy," said Mr. Wira while throwing Dion with a ballpoint pen in front of him.

Dion just laughed. But that's what he feels. He was really shocked when he saw Mr. Wira with a woman and a child in his room. He imagined that the woman was crying because she was holding Mr. Wira responsible for the little boy.

If that kid's my step-sister, maybe I should take a sedative.

"So what are you doing here?" ask Mr. Wira.

"Mama called me so I could see Papa I had to ask her why Naura and Narendra didn't get along. Why are they?" ask Dion.

"Rendra is upset that Naura already has a boyfriend," replied Mr. Wira casually.

"Daughter?" dion asked in surprise.

Dion's eyes were perfectly rounded. He felt his heart stop pumping. Is it that fast? Naura is a very cute little baby. Is that a girlfriend?

Sir Wira's reply managed to make Dion's face so pale. While Mr. Wira himself just smiled happily. Finally he could see Dion feeling the same way he had felt.