Destiny Love Cold Ceo
Yellow Golden Silk Hand Sweep
Meanwhile, there was a furore in Gabio's residence. Bello who usually complies with Gabio suddenly hysterical without knowing why. Even he ran to and fro until his puffed cheeks looked flushed. And no servant dared to come near because there was a ban on them with regard to Cybello.
"Bello. What was? And can you tell papa?" Gabio grabbed Bello and squatted right in front of the 4-year-old.
The little man seemed silent as he looked at Gabio who was waiting for an answer from him. His little hand moved drawing something in the air. And Gabio tried to translate it but didn't understand it at all.
The upset Bello looked hysterical again until several times he screamed accompanied by his feet moving to and fro. In the end, the 4-year-old ran towards the laundry room followed by Gabio's steps who still felt astonished by the attitude of Cello who lately often acted suddenly.
The little man tried to reach all the clothes in the basket. The clothes that had just come out of the washer dryer and were picked up by aunt Sani.
Bello looked excited after getting what he was looking for. Gabio kept a close eye on Bello's activities. He frowned when he found a golden yellow handkerchief in Bello's hand. And his eyes moved looking at Sani who was shaking slowly.
"Yesterday I found the handkerchief in the hand of Mr. Cello who was sleeping fast. I did not know that the handkerchief was very liked by Little Master. I thought the handkerchief was Young Master's gift to her."
Gabio noticed the handkerchief. Bello was kissing the handkerchief, but the 4-year-old was immediately hysterical while pointing at the handkerchief in his right hand. And again kissing her, she looked angry.
Gabio grabbed it and looked at it carefully. There is a small embroidery there, precisely in the corner of the handkerchief. Embroidery of citrus fruits with a strand of Rambai fruit. Fruit that resembles Langsat or duku fruit but tastes slightly sour from Langsat.
Gabio smelled it. He did not care about Bello who kept trying to reach his handkerchief from his papa's hand. The little man seemed to be swinging his mouth while folding his hand to his chest. He twirled his body several times still in the same standing position.
Gabio crouched down again and kept the handkerchief in his hand. He knew what Bello was thinking.
"Bello. Tell papa. Whose handkerchief is this?"
Bello still seems reluctant to tell his papa. He walked towards his room followed by Gabio behind him. The little man grabbed a small book and a pen on his desk. Scribbling with focus while occasionally he smiled happily to see it made Gabio even more curious what Bello made.
Bello lifted the booklet and showed his work there. The indistinct and doodled images that Gabio barely understood.
"What'sthis? Are you drawing a ball of thread that cats usually play with?"
Bello shook his head strongly and pointed back at his picture accompanied by his index finger moving towards the handkerchief still held by Gabio.
"Why with this handkerchief? Is dirty?" Gabio asked again and again got a strong coil from Bello.
The little man did not seem to want to give up on telling his father. He walked back to his desk, reaching for the little bag he carried everywhere.
His hand reached into the bag looking for something in it until he found a candy with the shape of an orange fruit.
"Who gave you candy?" Gabio was still watching Bello who seemed to be smiling lately. Before, he always looked scared and scared.
The little man's hand again pointed at the book he had crossed out. He grabbed a pen and wrote something there.
"Big Brother?" Gabio watched Bello's handwriting and looked into Bello's re-excited eyes. The boy nodded a few times.
"alright. Papa would like to thank my Beautiful Brother for giving Bello a gift."
"How about this morning we have breakfast first. Because soon papa's got a job at the office."
Gabio grabbed Bello and held him.
"So, Bello today will go to the doctor with Om Dito alone."
Bello nodded back. He was quite familiar with Dito because the man with a stout stature always followed him when he left. Even the man who was always on duty became his bodyguard.
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As usual, every Saturday morning Sariel will go to the traditional market to sell all the fruits of his garden picked yesterday afternoon. Even the young woman is not responsible to peddle it at once when the fruit is still left as it is now or she will share it for free.
He has never tried to do business. Not because he is unable to but he does not have a wide connection because he only has a few friends who he knows. And has a limited scope of association. To make it difficult to market the results by cooperating and making a lot of profit also saves time. Asking for help with his father was also free, the middle-aged man never looked for it even when he was sick, especially for things that he considered completely unfavorable for him.
His feelings are still very uncomfortable considering his meeting with his father yesterday ended badly. Coupled with the threat posed by them to her, it further made Sariel seem a little chaotic.
As well as Evan, the man had absolutely no news. And didn't see him as usual.
Sariel's footsteps looked light even though he was carrying a basket of oranges. He intended to share the fruit with some people he knew even some small children he met. His steps immediately stopped when he was suddenly hit by a small child who ran from the opposite direction to him. Sariel tried to restrain herself from collapsing.
Again every time he always runs into a little boy who hit him.
His eyes narrowed when he saw something in the hand of the little boy was already scattering on the ground near his feet. The woman immediately put down her large basket, staring downwards.
The little man seemed to squat to pick up the candy that had been crushed was stepped on by Sariel accidentally. Sariel quickly crouched down while picking up the chocolate that was still wrapped neatly. Sariel blew it for a while to clean from the dust even he patted it slowly.
"Duh.., I'm sorry Brother. Brother was not intentional."
Sariel returned to pick up the candy that looks still wrapped perfectly while patting clean. When he wanted to hand the candy and chocolate to the owner, his hand stopped when his eyes came into contact with the familiar face. A face that always depicts fear everywhere.
Sariel's eyes bulged as she looked at Bello's figure who immediately raised his head. Bello's eyes glanced fearfully around a few times as people watched the two of them. The tiny man looked back at Sariel who was smiling faintly.
Bello immediately moved to hug Sariel, as if asking for protection from her. The tiny body hugged her tightly until Sariel found it difficult to let go of the small hands that came with her hand.
Sariel felt astonished, every time he met Bello, he was always in the same state. Always running in fear even his body looks to shiver. For some reason, he believes Bello is having problems with his mental health. How could Bello always roam in the area of the traditional market.
"Bello. Did Bello run away again?" ask Sariel carefully.
Bello seemed tense, with a forced release of his embrace while staring at the face of Sariel who was waiting for an answer from him. His eyes were moving in an uncertain direction, still depicting fear.
The little man remained silent for a few seconds. He neither nodded nor shook his head, but he showed a frightened face as usual. His eyes looked carefully watching the surroundings. Makes Sariel feel sorry to see it, whether it makes children the age of Bello to get lost to traditional markets that are crowded with visitors. He actually has a few bodyguards.
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