CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Do'a Child

A young man of stature was pecking at the reflection of his body in front of the mirror. Stelan full-coat Navy looks suitable wrapped his body almost perfectly. But the perfection of appearance, in fact does not match the content of the mind.

Ever since his mother's lengthy explanation last night, Ernest hasn't said much. His mind felt empty. Either because he was too surprised or because he could not accept about the father's past. Yes, he admitted that his father was innocent according to the story of his mother.

But to protect others by marrying, that is also unjustified. Especially women who are married are in a state of pregnancy.

"Oh my god." Ernest scrunched his face roughly.

"I didn't expect Uncle Rangga ..., huh, that's it." Not wanting to mess around, Ernest quickly prepared himself and came out of the room. He wanted to work and quickly-cepay until the company before it was too late.

"Ernest, aren't you having breakfast?." Zara asked as Ernest looked hurried and wanted to pass the dining table just like that.

"Sorry, Mom, Dad. I guess I'll have breakfast at the office. Afraid it's too late." Ernest said goodbye because he was not appetite either.

"Wait a minute" prevented Zara as her son was about to step back from leaving the dinner table. The woman took some fresh bread and smeared it with jam, then put it in a lunch box. "It's breakfast. Be careful. Take care of yourself." The mother advised, while Arka only watched the son in silence.

"Thank you, Mommy. I'm saying goodbye." Ernest has left the dining table.

"Darling, did you say anything to our son?." It seems Arka was aware of the change in the attitude of the son. The young man was indeed indifferent, but not as cute and chirpy as this to his family members, and he also left breakfast with the family which was something he had never lived before.

"Yes, I'm just saying about something he knows about. Honey, our son is starting to get suspicious about what he saw last night." Zara explained a little. He did not want to cover up, however for him their daughter's son was time to know the figure of the woman who had been married by their father.

"I hope our daughter's son will not misunderstand and think no-no." I don't know why there is a sense of worry in Arka. No one knows, and when he married Anastasya, he did not play games.

"See, I don't dare to guarantee it myself. However, I think our daughter's son is already big. They will understand slowly."

Arka sighed deeply and nodded slowly. The two continued to eat breakfast without their three sons. If Ernest had left for work, so had Emely who had left for campus thirty minutes ago.

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Behind the desk, an Ernest was unable to complete the task as usual. His brain seemed dead and frozen when invited to think. He seemed to be not focused and just thinking about something else.

At lunch he did not leave the room and asked Natasya to prepare his food in the workspace. When Natasya was moving her food to the table in the room assisted by a servant, Ernest had a glance at the beautiful face.

They are similar. Naturally, they were indeed Mother and child, and I still did not expect that the owner of a face that was very similar to Natasha was my father's ex-wife.

Ernest sighed. Now he lowered his head and asked Natasha and the waiter to get out of the room.

What kind of feeling is this?. Maybe he was disappointed in the Father, or disappointed in the circumstances because the Mother of his secretary who had a past relationship with his father.

"Did Natasha know about this matter?." With a heavy heart Ernest expels all thoughts and prejudices lodged in the head. Seeing the various foods in the field, Ernest chose to taste even though he was actually not tasteful.

Ernest ate only a small portion of the food on the table. Through the intercom connection he asked Natasya to clean up the leftovers.

A waiter was quite surprised to find food that was almost untouched by the Master.

"I'm sorry, I just ate it a little. There's a problem with my senses, so I can't enjoy food like a normal day." Ernest was apologizing. The waiter lowered his head and nodded. He and Natasya quickly move the food to the push-table then take it out.

"Natasha."

The girl whose name was called, stopped the move. Letting a servant leave him first.

"Yes, sir," he answered then to the Master after turning back.

"After work hours, come with me" said Ernest.

"Good, Sir." Not wanting to ask about the purpose, Natasha just assented.

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"I don't think our parents ever had attachments in the past." Ernest looked straight ahead. In the VIP room of a cafe, he and Natasha sat side by side and looked into the eyes of the graceful day from the top floor of the building.

At first Ernest slowly asked his secretary about his mother's relationship with both parents. Ernest had thought that Natasha did not know anything, but in fact, the girl already knew even earlier than him.

"I never thought so either, sir. Because from a long time ago I never brought it up."

Silent. Both men were silent. Sit side by side and stare blankly ahead. Huh, I don't know. As a result of their surprise they are unable to speak.

"Your mother never told me about her past?."

The question that came out of Ernest's mouth no doubt made the Secretary shake his head.

"No, I knew it from Mrs Zara, Mrs Mother."

Ernest was surprised. He thought, for what his mother did this while the mother of Natasha herself seemed to cover up.

"My mom?."

"Yes, Sir."

How strange.

"Born in a country of people of course I myself have absolutely no memories in Indonesia because my mother and late father never brought me profit back home. Yes, I do not know the country of birth of my parents even though I speak Indonesian. But after Dad came home, when he was sick he told us to go back to Indonesia. At first I didn't understand, but now I just realized that maybe Dad has a special purpose by asking us to come back here." There are past stories that may not have been resolved. Could it?.

"There are a lot of things I really want to know, but I also realize that none of this is my place to interfere." Ernest, the young man seemed to harbor curiosity about the love story of the father in the past. Natasya's mother and her own mother. The father married Natasya's mother and then married her mother. Oh, my God, this is complicated.

"Natasha, are you the same as me who was so curious about our parents' past relationships?."

Natasha smiled thinly.

"Em, a little."

"Why a little?."

"I think it's just a part of the past, sir."

"Then the future?." Ernest was fishing for Natasya.

"Isn't Mr. Arka happy with Mrs Zara."

"Then your mother?."

"Let that be my mother's choice, sir. As a child, I could only pray. I'm sure if what he decides, it will definitely be best for our lives going forward." Natasha smiled. He stared at the stars in the sky that began to appear when the sky began to darken. He was sure, just like himself, the Father was always watching himself and the Mother of heaven. Just as he was the late Kenan would be happy if his wife was happy.

"After Dad's death, I always pray that Mom gets a replacement who has the best heart and warmest Dad. Whoever it is, I don't care. As long as she can be sure that my mother will be happy with her until the end of her life."

Without warning, Ernest touched Natasya's arm. He rubbed gently. Ernest was touched by Natasya's words that sounded shy and echoed in the audience.

The young man remembered Rangga. The figure of the man whose mother called jyga once had a relationship with the mother of Natasya.

Tbc.