Father To Baron

CHAPTER 20

"Don't ngeyel if you're told you're the teacher, okay? The baron must be a submissive child" the woman ordered by aligning her body. Still with her squatting position, Arita slightly tidied the baby's hair.

"Yes, Mom. The feeling from the morning, I've been talking about it repeatedly, loh ..." The baron greeted with a face that looked slashed. Arita has said this many times since this morning. In fact, the boy had memorized it out of his head.

After kissing the back of the woman's hand in front of him, Baron then get a kiss on both cheeks.

"Mother's son must be great" he said after standing perfectly in front of the Baron. After giving his thumb, the boy immediately walked into his new school area. And that is what makes Arita, staring at the little back of the son with a pushy look.

"I'm sorry, son."

The slender body, wrapped in a knee-length dress, began to move from the school gate. Watching the little children who seemed radiant when delivered by his parents, made Arita bow her head for a moment. Instantly, he thought of the Baron's feelings.

Fortunately, the baby did not see this scene. If it were, somehow the child would feel.

Because the distance between the school and her home was not so far away, the woman chose to walk. Plus, he also has not bought another vehicle for the daily life of the two of them. Anyway, the distance is not too far.

"Come, Ma'am .." he gently said as he met some of the women wearing caping on his head. The hospitality of the woman, immediately invited a warm smile from the local residents.

"Be careful, Neng. If this way the road is slippery, "remember one of the women, who was greeted by a nod of the head by Arita. Even though his feet were wrapped in flat shoes, making him have to remain careful.

"I go first, Mothers. Come on," After saying goodbye, the woman resumed her casual steps.

The road he was walking on was paved. It's just, a lot of moss and clay that makes it a little slippery. Like this morning, he saw a motorcyclist who slipped, because it passed the road at high speed.

Ting ...

A notification came in, making Arita stop her steps. The woman with long, unraveling hair lowered her head to retrieve her phone from the small bag she was carrying. Sure enough, a message from Retno made a smile rise on her lips.

After putting her phone in the small bag she was carrying, Arita intends to continue her steps. But the woman had not been able to move, a car passed next to her at high speed, so that the puddle of water on the road was splashed towards her.

"Geez!" arita who was really shocked when she saw the puddle of water that hit the bone white dress. Suddenly, the woman quickly cleaned the stains that litter the dress and both legs.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Arita raised her head, as soon as she heard the sound of baritones interrupting her. A masculine scent instantly smelled on his nose, as soon as he found an authoritative man before him.

For a moment, the two Netra sat at each other. Not long indeed. But quickly, Arita immediately lowered her head, because she felt disdain when she looked into the eyes of a stranger so blatantly.

"Ah, no problem. Forget it," she lowered her head. After all, he doesn't bother about this much. Because it is also understandable, seeing the bad road conditions after the morning rain.

"No-no, I made your clothes dirty like this. Let me take responsibility," said the man who now bowed his head. However, only the headband that he got back from the woman.

"Or put it this way, I'll give you money instead. What nominal do you want?" bargain the man who finally made Arita ventured to raise her head. Of course with a view that leads to the man's suit.

"No need, Sir. I do not feel wronged, because of this accident. You don't have to worry, "Arita tried her best to reject the man's offer. He did not feel harmed. It's just, it looks like he has to take a bath twice for this morning.

"If so, just accept the money"

Not yet had the man to take money out of his black wallet, Arita had already rewinded his steps. By looking for a moment at those dark eyes, the woman reviewed a thin smile while shaking her head.

"Suppose nothing happens, sir. Excuse me," said the woman steadily. After bowing his head slightly, he resumed the journey a little faster. He didn't want to, the man kept him there for a long time.

While the man wearing a formal suit was also staring at the woman's back with a face that was difficult to interpret. But after that, the man did not realize if his lips began to review a small smile. A smile that had long since disappeared, from his lips.

"She's a different woman,"