Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Ibu

A driver picked her up after she had been contacted by her father. Doubtfully the little girl rode in a car that looked more expensive than her father's car.

Several times the child sighed twisting his fingers. One sentence he remembered, when the driver picked him up from the house his father owned.

'Introduce your mother, ' the words that came out of her father, over the phone.

There are a lot of questions in Gea. Is her mother beautiful? That's not the main thing, will you accept and love her like Frea? His fingers tightly grasped a pair of rings that became his necklace pendulum. A pair of rings given by her birth mother.

"Mother will love me will accept me," he murmured, with trembling fingers. Her tears flowed, clutching the light blue skirt she used, terrified.

At least he's self-conscious, Vincent's not his biological father. Know it? Where did the boy know.

He fell ill almost a year ago. When he needed a blood donor. Perhaps under the influence of a drug that had disappeared, it was then that doctors vaguely inquired about family members who had a suitable blood type.

However, Vincent, who thought his daughter was still asleep, shook his head.

'His 'mother? May have the same group, because our blood stock is limited to O negative...'

'Her mother is dead, if she is still alive, her blood type is B. And I, AB...' Vincent was then bowed in a state of chaos, not having the heart to look at the state of his only daughter.

'Why can, your daughter.' the doctor's words are interrupted.

'We don't have blood ties, but she's still my daughter. Is there no other way?' ask Vincent.

'We will try to ask for help from other hospitals,'

Not having a blood relationship? Then mother? I'm not a father's son... Gea tightly grasped the necklace of the deceased's biological mother.

Gea's tears flowed back then, closing her eyes pretending to be asleep, feeling the touch of her father's hand on her forehead. The father who took care of her and raised her, the father who gave her affection.

Dad, I'm your daughter, right? If not, why did you love me so much, words that could not come out of his mouth at that time.

***

The car was still driving, until a large gate was seen, two guards opened the door. Gea's eyes looked around, completely like a European-style building. A large fountain, adorning a pond with a statue of a Greek goddess adorned the center. While some small angel statues, decorate the poolside area.

The car stopped in front of the residence, Gea began to descend, amazed as well as frightened. A man in formal attire might be the butler standing before him. Meanwhile, a woman in formal dress with a nametag in her pocket, opened the trunk of the car. Picking up the suitcase that Gea's nanny had packed in Vincent's house.

"Miss, your father is waiting in the young lady's room (Mona)" said the butler bowing respectfully, speaking to the child in official language.

"Emmm, is this a state palace? Did I get in wrong?" tanyanya thought she had the wrong address. Maybe once or twice he had attended school activities to visit the state palace.

However, it is more like a historical building built in the colonial period. But it looks really well-groomed.

"No, please follow me." replied the middle-aged man. With hesitation, Gea began to step up, thinking that inside there was a vast empty place like a museum, resembling a historic building, the colonial period.

But no, the spacious room is neatly arranged, various kinds of items that look expensive are there. The boy's eyes scurried observing the large-sized crystal lamp. Something he only sees in the hotel ballroom, while following his father to his best friend's wedding. A couple of well-dressed waitresses and then running, cleaning the house.

"Does my dad's girlfriend live here?" he asked doubtfully, he was still frightened, and clumsy until now.

The butler did not reply, only walking up the stairs followed by Gea. One by one, the hallways followed, until the middle-aged man stopped at a door.

Htc .. tok..

The door was knocked on, a woman's voice was heard from inside, "Come in.." he said.

The butler opened the door, Gea's hand trembling. Is that the voice of the woman who is going to be her mother? Will the woman accept it? What after having a new family Vincent will throw it away? Will he leave it to the orphanage, considering that he has no blood relation with his father?

Gea was really scared, until the big door opened. The magnificent room was visible, the father's face was wounded, with a woman sitting next to him, scratching Vincent's bandage. It was as if he had not noticed the coming of Gea.

"Dad.." he said walking closer.

"Sorry, I didn't come home last night. Did Gea sleep well with grandma?" his question, answered with a nod by his daughter.

The little fingers moved doubtfully, clasping his father's fingers. Gea was downcast not knowing how to deal with the beautiful woman who was staring at him.

Vincent is not his father, nor is he his mother. Maybe if the woman was Frea it would be easier.

The one who is willing to call her mother, the one who loves her more than loves her father. But this woman, can she love him?

"Gea, introduce she'll be your mother, her name is Mona.." those words came out of her father's mouth, already known to her. However, it was still like a lightning strike that hit a 12-year-old child.

Like a divorce, Frea, who she thought was like a mother, suddenly disappeared, like avoiding her father. Vincent, the father who took care of him, now introduces an unknown woman, whom he must suddenly call mother.

"Sweetie, your name is Gea, isn't it?" mona asked, stroking her hair.

"Yes." she hesitated, trying to accept the woman and her father. The hope, just so that he would not be left behind, was just that. Trapped, bowed in his desperation.

"Gea, I'm sure mom and dad are getting married soon. One more gift for you, you will have a sister," Mona smiled, stroking her flat stomach.

A sister? A brother should be happy to have a sister. But Gea was frightened by that one word. Clutching Vincent's fingers tightly, trying to look fine.

Vincent nodded, "Mona, tell her slowly, don't rush..."

"I'm sorry, but this kid is coming soon too, right?" Mona still faithfully smiled. A scary smile for Gea.

Women who may be able to throw it away at any time when the child is born. His father smiled, looking at Mona, like a happy family in his absence.

I am a good independent boy... Father will not throw me away. his murmur in the heart, pretending to smile, holding back his fear and his heart wound.

Look at the happiness of the father and his newly built family.

Gea's hand was limp, feeling that his existence was meaningless. It's no longer needed.

"Dad, I want to rest" he said, letting go of Vincent's fingers.

"The waiter will take you," Mona smiled at him, whether it was a fake just to get close to him or not.

The little girl nodded, again dragging her suitcase, following the footsteps of the maid.

***

As the night wore on, Mona let out a rough sigh, however she would become a mother of Gea, a 12-year-old.

The child, afraid to sleep alone, had to be accompanied by a nanny or Lydia when her father was not home. That's probably what Vincent said, giving Mona a chance to get close to him.

Slowly Mona traced the hallway, in a minimal view. Only dozens of sleeping lights shone through the hallway at 10 p.m.

Gea's room was opened, to accompany the boy to sleep. At least, Mona wants to try to get closer to her husband's child.

However, the bed was empty, looking into the bathroom there was no one there at all.

The woman began to panic, calling some servants to help search. Up, approaching the backyard gazebo. A waiter, whispering to her, heard the sound of a child crying but was nowhere to be seen.

Doubtfully, Mona approached the gazebo area, and sure enough a child curled up in tears behind her, sitting on the cold floor, her sobbing sounded soft.

Mona is stunned, remembering her feigning toughness when SMU. During the separation of his parents, drinking hard drinks until drunk, almost hit someone.

The pain he felt, the fear, the separation of his family, at that time he could only pretend to smile in front of Agra. The same thing he looked at Gea, pretending to smile in front of Vincent.

Perhaps reflex movements, the boy held him tightly.

"Don't cry." said Mona shedding her tears.

Gea's cry grew louder, not replying to Mona's embrace at all.

"Vincent and I love you..." Mona patted her back trying to calm down.

"I'm not the father's son." Gea's cries grew louder, trying to get out everything that stuck in her heart.

Mona rounded her eyes, tightening her embrace.

"I know, after the father's biological child was born then.." Gea's words stopped, Mona loosened her arms, looked at the little girl's eyes, then kissed her forehead.

Gea was stunned, looking at the tear spheres that came out of Mona's eyes. This woman is crying for him? Wh why? He is not Vincent's son, should be immediately expelled....

"Your father, restless all night for not being able to go home. He's worried about you. And I can't promise anything too hard being a good mother. Can you trust me to learn to be a good mother?" tanyakanya.

Gea was silent, her tears were flowing even more, "Mother.." she said softly, hugging the body before her. His only hope is to get a full family.

***

A few tens of minutes passed, Gea was not too difficult to get close to. The boy is now on Mona's lap, watching a funny video together. Until the hand of the child moves, remove the necklace he uses.

"It's a gift for you, please don't throw me out..." Gea smiles at him expectantly, putting a ring on Mona's ring finger.

The ring that left Frea to Vincent to marry Dona, Gea's mother. The ring that is now left on the child to choose the mother. Mama might be looking after him.

"Thank you..."

Seriate