Conqueror of the Casanova

Chapter.14 Old Man

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Dian fell asleep on the sofa in Ares' room, tiredness was no longer able to stand, until finally his body turned and fell asleep just like that.

The door of the room opened slowly, two middle-aged people were seen entering slowly, Ares who was just about to fall asleep, reopened his eyes, he stiffened slightly as soon as he saw who was coming.

"Mother, Father," murmured Ares, looking at the two with anxious eyes, then turning his gaze to the older brother who was still seen closing his eyes.

He then gave the code to his parents not to be too noisy. Lisna and Eros who followed her youngest child's gaze immediately nodded, those who were about to open their mouths finally decided to close them back.

Lisna's gaze turned mellow, as she stared at the body of the child who had been two years ago decided to get out of the house and live away from the family.

She missed her firstborn so much, which mother could be far away for so long with her baby, that was also what she had felt all along. A quarrel between a child and a father has unknowingly separated a mother and her child.

Lisna slowly approached the sofa where Dian was, then crouched down right in front of the face of the eldest child. One drop of tears can no longer be held, he so escaped and wet the cheeks.

Her hand hung over Dian's cheek, eager for her to touch the body of her first child. However, fear interrupts Dian's deep sleep, making Lisna undo her intentions.

Diandra's tired face, enough to make her concerned. After all, he did not want to lose the opportunity to be around his son any longer. Lisna did not want Dian to wake up and then leave just like that, when she saw him and her husband there.

Eros looked at the face of his first child with eyes so complicated, no matter what the father of three now thinks, no one knows but himself.

Ares looked at his parents with concern, and there was a bit of awkwardness in his heart, when his eyes saw the face of the father. All this time Eros didn't know that he knew Diandra's whereabouts. Only the mother knew that too because she had never spoken.

I don't know who told the parents, until they are now in this hospital.

"How are you doing, Res?" asked Eros, she would rather approach her son.

"I'm good, Dad. Just a small burn, tomorrow you can go home, too" replied Ares.

Eros nodded faintly, his eyes scrutinizing every part of his youngest child's body.

"Father and Mother, do you know where I'm being treated?" ares asked in a tone of voice sounding very carefully, afraid of offending his parents.

"The news of the fire reached the area of our house, your mother immediately asked Dad to come here," Eros replied, with a cold tone in Ares' ear.

Lisna moved after being satisfied to look at the beautiful face of Diandra, turning to Ares and her husband.

"How did this happen, Res? Mother is very worried about you, when she heard the news about the fire," Lisna said while staring with concern about the condition of her son.

His hands clasped tightly onto Ares's arm, with one more hand rubbing his son's face. Eros got out of his seat, allowing his wife to sit down.

"I don't understand either, Bun. Because the atmosphere of the restaurant was very crowded, considering it was lunch time. We who were in the kitchen, busy with our own work, when the fire in one of the stoves my friend was wearing, suddenly burst out and exploded right then and there," clearly Ares remembered the incident last afternoon.

"Yes, Bun. Ares also only found out after Ares arrived at the hospital. One of Ares' friends who survived told Ares the condition there, earlier."

Long enough for both Lisna and Eros to be in the room, Lisna even brought food that she deliberately cooked for her son. Ares also chose to eat from the hands of the mother.

Eros chose to wait outside, sitting in a chair available on hospital Tuesday. Pensive with the view that sometimes falls, breaths are heard repeatedly, sharing is carrying a lot of burden.

"Eungh," Dian squirmed with eyes that started to blink, it seemed like he was already feeling full with a fairly long sleep.

Sitting with her eyes still closed, Dian rubbed her face to make it easier for her to open her eyes.

His body pecked, as the tip of his eyes looked at the figure of the person he so longed for. His eyes turned red, with a heartbeat that then beat rapidly.

'Is this a dream? I don't seem to be awake yet?' he was shocked by what he saw now.

"Mother?" A soft and soft voice, which slipped the silent tone full of longing of a child, just came out of his mouth.

Lisna who had been watching her son since, smiled shadyly, all her strength trying to display her determination as a mother, although the tears and glare of the eyes could not lie in her heart.

"Khem." Dian cleared her throat to normalize her throat that felt dry suddenly. He moved from his seat and walked towards the bathroom, without making a sound.

Up inside, He washed his face repeatedly, he disguised his tears that could no longer be held back. A child who does not feel homesick, when it has to be separated from both parents, that is also what is now felt by Dian.

His heart is hard, he always won't budge, that's what caused him to leave the house two years ago. However, all that can not make the love and affection for both parents disappear or eroded.

After feeling enough to calm down, Dian came out of the bathroom as she heard the ringtone sound of her phone out there.

Cklek.

The door opened along with the entry of two men from the outside, Dian's eyes now widened again, as his eyes rubbed with one of them. Heart rate that still feels timid, now increasingly tight chest. His breathing felt heavier with his eyes back heating up.

She walked towards her phone lying on her table, a screen displaying Romi's name, instantly making her distract him.

"I'm sorry, excuse me for picking up the phone" he said as he walked out of the room.

"Res?" Lisna looked at her son's face with a huff, as soon as Dian's back had disappeared behind the door.

Ares clasped the mother's hand, knowing that the woman who had given birth to him was worried right now.

"He must be back."

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