Father To Baron

CHAPTER 36

"Eh there's Om Gibran. Baron can you please help mom?" said the little one who managed to attract the attention of the two adults. Frowning, Gibran began to approach the large round table in the middle of the room.

"You in?" ask the woman in a tone that sounds doubtful.

"I'm sorry, but I just intend to say goodbye. Is something wrong?" the answer thus made Arita nod her head for later. His gaze refocused on a large cardboard in front of him.

"Can I help you, Miss?" bargain with the man Arita doesn't ignore. His hands were still busy trying to open the cardboard shipment from Retno and Dendi, which somehow was very difficult to open at once.

"Mother is too prestigious, Om .." quipped the little one who made Gibran nod his head with his coolness. Not wanting to let the woman have difficulties, Gibran immediately took over the task.

"Tell your mother, boy. Asking for help is not a difficult thing" added the burly man who is very identical to his masculine scent. The amused laughter of the 1st grade Elementary boy sounded very crisp both in Gibran's ear and the mother.

Arita really did not expect, that the son now seems familiar with the stranger. Seeing the two who were coolly chatting after insinuating her, made Arita inexhaustible. Especially the son, who seemed excited about Gibran.

"Give me the books, let's have a good mom."

"Okay, mom!" To his surprise, the two answered simultaneously, making Arita belittle in disbelief. After that, Baron and Gibran laughed so much that they were amused by their respective behavior.

"Not to joke, it's night," the judge made Gibran immediately pursed his lips tight. Another with the Baron, who was now staring at the mother's back while propping up her chin.

"Mother" call the little guy.

"Om Gibran this is his co-worker's mom, huh?" ask the Baron who tried to make sure. Seeing the mother nod her head was enough to make her understand.

In silence, Gibran noticed every movement of the mother and child nearby. As a man, Gibran was envious of the warmth created between Baron and his mother. Because of course, he did not get it from his birth mother.

"His schoolwork's been checked again?" asked Arita who had returned to remember her son's duty.

"It turns out it's not working, Mom. The baron forgot, but it was done together this afternoon," he admitted with a very distinctive flawless grin. Arita just shook her head, her only son was often excited just because of small things.

Again and again, Gibran was stunned by the attitude of the two. I don't know why, this is what he wants to get from his mother. However, after being born 25 years ago, Gibran never once felt the figure of a mother, even though his mother was still alive.

"Oh yes .. I'm sorry I just entered your house. I didn't mean to be presumptuous, just that you didn't answer my call" she explained, which led the woman to stop her movement of arranging some books on a white shelf.

"It's okay, I know what you mean" said Arita who made Gibran review his smile thinly.

"I'm saying goodbye, huh? My sister-in-law was waiting," her saying that was greeted by a nod of the head by the host. As for the Baron, the boy lowered his head as if he did not agree to it.

"Hey boy, Uncle Edward is waiting for me at home. We'll go on tomorrow again, okay?" he said crouching right in front of the boy. While the son of Arita, nodded his head with teary eyes.

"What if tomorrow, I'll pick you up for school?"