Face Poker
The Part 23
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20 years ago….
Crick…
The sound of the old door painted brown seemed to sparkle the ears. But no matter how hard a man has one child
he is still asleep despite the fact that his 5-year-old son has climbed into his bed.
“papi!! Papi's awake!! By day you know!!” exclaim the little boy with his distinctive voice that is still a child. Her tiny hands shook the body of her father, who was bigger than her.
“hmmm..hm.” The sleeping man only glanced briefly at the face of the beloved child, then closed his eyes again.
“papi, papi wake up! Do I need Johan to take water?” ask the little boy with his chubby cheeks.
“iya, yes, this papi wake up.” Answer his father who has now taken a sitting position but his eyes are still closed, and his life is still floating somewhere.
Cring…
“pi, no phone.”
“hmm?”
The man took the phone that was in the nightstand. Without seeing the name on the screen of his phone and without opening his eyes. He immediately raised the call.
“halo.” The distinctive raucous sound of people waking up.
“halo, hello. Where are you, huh?!”
The man was surprised to hear that voice. His eyes immediately opened and looked back at the screen of his phone.
“eh sorry Mr. Billy. What's up, sir? I'm at home.” The man answered while making his bed.
“you came to your usual place.” Pinta the man across the phone in an arrogant tone.
“maaf Sir. Not that I want to argue. Today, I give you a day off. Today is my son's birthday sir.” The man replied worried that the man who became his boss would get angry.
“already! Follow it! or do I want to fire?!”
“iy.iya Sir, sorry I came. What time is Pak?” answer the man who would not want to obey the order.
“you'll pick me up at home at 10. Understood?!”
“well sir sa..”
Tut's…
The call was interrupted unilaterally. The man was only able to sigh heavily. He saw a boy standing in front of him who was pulled over by a large bed.
Seen from the eyes of the boy was disappointed, because he knew his father would go to work on his birthday.
“papi?” muttered the boy who had started to want to cry.
“maafin papi yes Johan.” Said the man who started hugging his son so as not to cry.
“now we have breakfast yuk. Later papi anterin you play with other friends.” The little boy just nodded as he rubbed the tears at the end of his eyes.
The burly man's hand lifted the little body of his son. They're heading towards the kitchen. With alacrity the single parent made breakfast for himself and also his favorite boy.
It didn't take long for the widower to make a cow's eye egg. With ravenous boys
it was eating his father's breakfast.
“enak?” ask the man to the child who is cool eating the food on his small plate.
Strongly and with joy the boy nodded in agreement with the question of his beloved father.
“father after this, are we going for a walk?” ask the little boy in a cheerful tone, but in a matter of
in a second his face returned moody because he remembered the call his father had received earlier.
“what do we go to normally?” he continued asking his father who now only looked at his son.
“we go to places usually yes.. sometime we go for a walk. Okay.” Said the father while gently stroking his son's head.
“appointment?”
“iya.”
“oke!” the boy laughed cheerfully.
Both father and son completed their morning ritual together. They got ready and were already in the car.
“papi?!”
“iya.” The man replied briefly while focusing on driving.
“papi know no? Yesterday, Johan met his beautiful sister!” said the little boy enthusiastically.
“oh yes? Continues?”
“but her brother has no friends.” Said the little boy who turned moody.
“what is Johan so that beautiful sister's friend?”
The little boy nodded strongly with his eyes fixed straight ahead.
“iya. Johan only felt that big brother looked like Johan. No brother or friend.”
“time anyway? Johan has papi.”
“but papi keeps working.” Answer the little boy gloomily.
“just relax, papi will definitely spare time for Johan kok. Okay.”
“oke!” answer the boy cheerfully.
“but papi knows not? Johan knows the name of the beautiful sister.” The little boy said, proud of himself.
“Elizabeth. Beautify it? Even Johan can call her sister Liza.”
The little boy seemed carefree and enthusiastic without realizing that his father's body was trembling.
On the way, the father and son kept chatting. And in the end they got to where they were
purpose.
The boy got out of the car with the help of his father. Very crowded place with small children from
ages 3 to 10 years. In fact, not infrequently there are parents of the mother of the children there also enliven the place.
The man walked towards a young woman wearing a nanny uniform.
“excuse Ms. Resti.” Greet the man.
“Tn. Vincent? Oh Hi Johan.” Greet the young woman while waving her hand at the little boy who is now trying to get down from his father's sling.
“Ms. Resti!!” exclaimed the child who then ran and hugged the woman who greeted him earlier.
“saf Ms. Resti, I tipped Johan as usual.”
“of course. Mr. Vincent can bring Johan in.”
“well. Thank you Ms. Resti.” Said the man who was replied with the smile of the nanny.
The father and son entered the building that was no less crowded like the front yard. Each playroom and
very much studied by the kids.
“Alviano?!” exclaimed another man who made the one-child widower turned to look for the source of the sound.
“Tommy?” asked the man in wonder.
“why are you here?”
“I should have asked you. I'm a widower, I'm going to work so I leave Johan here.”
“oh yes?” tommy said as he crouched down and smiled at the little boy and stroked his head.
“hai uncle!” greet the little boy who seems happy. While behind the foreign man looks a child who has an indifferent face that must be older than him.
“this is your son Tommy?”
“iya, this is Leonardo.”
“the face is similar to yours.” Alviano said while continuing to hold the hand of his favorite child.
“what are you doing here?” continue the widower to bear that one.
“coincidentally today Leo's school is off. His mother had to take care of his sick grandfather. While I have to take care of
mr. departure. Romano with his family to Milan, tomorrow the day after tomorrow.” Tommy Obviously.
“ah really? I heard Mr.'s son. Romano is also often here?” asked the man while looking to the right and
leftish.
“iya, I also often drive him. But that's if Ms. Eliza just wanted to. The boy would rather be alone in his room than have to go out and play with his peers.”
“begukah? By the way, since your son is also here, maybe our son can play together.” Yakap
Aliviano smiled at Leo and his son.
“really?” ask the little boy who was very enthusiastic after hearing his father's words while looking at Leo
with sparkling eyes.
“of course. Leo, take good care of Johan. Consider him your sister.” Tommy said to his son who kept
act that cold.
“iya Pa, of course.” replied the 10-year-old boy without smiling in the slightest.
“well. Let's go where I used to play. C'mon.” The little boy yelled at Leo's arm and ran away from his father and his father's friend.
“slow Johan, you could have fallen.” Said the boy who did not mind his body being pulled by the child
younger than himself.
The two men who saw the behavior of their children each only gave a smile while holding back laughter.
“please I go first. I've been awaited by my boss.” Alviano said as he looked at the black watch perched on his left wrist.
“pak Billy?” asked the man before her and replied with a brief nod.
“I go first Tommy. See you.”
The man rushed to his superior's house before he was fired and had to go to the side of the road to search
pennies.
“hey! Where have you been, huh?!” said a man in neat clothes while folding the newspaper he
read.
“sorry My master just delivered my son to a daycare.”
“already, hunted.” Said the man who rushed towards the car in front of his door.
With a swift hand the secretary opened the passenger car door for his superior.
The car was traveling at its best speed and carefully. The man who drives is focused only on the streets
the number and stability of the car he was driving. While the person in the passenger seat only focuses on the screen of his phone that continues to light up.
“Alvian, you've got no progress yet, huh?!” ask his superiors without any smoothing in any
his sentence.
“lumayan Sir, I.”
“lumayan?! What is good?!”
“ss.. I already know that the Romano family will be on vacation tomorrow after.”
“so fast? Where?”
“Milan.”
The car was parked already in the courtyard of the magnificent mansion. Behind the large black door were four other people sitting while drinking their wine glasses.
“hei, you guys are, it's still morning.” Said the man who had just entered the mansion.
“it's noon, Billy. Where have you been?!” ask one of them.
