Father To Baron

CHAPTER 58

"What does that mean? Is she a widow?" patricia asked by pointing towards Arita who was already away. Suddenly, Andre stared intently at his wife. He hated the spontaneous words of his wife.

"Mama what the fuck, anyway?! If you can't keep up your words, you can get out of here" Gibran's circus stared hatefully at his mother. Seeing this, Mona tried to calm her sister.

"Mama just asked," she crossed her legs and straightened her body. Seeing that, Gibran screeched cynically. While Edward, the man rubbed his face because he did not expect the attitude of his in-laws—Patricia.

"It's better not to talk than to offend others." For this time, Patricia was completely silent because of the words of the husband.

Not long after that, Arita walked towards them followed by a small child who was seen commenting on a thin smile. Spontaneously, Baron immediately ran when his neutrals saw Gibran's whereabouts. While Arita, the woman presented several jars of pastries and warm drinks that she had prepared.

"Why, hm?" ask the man by stroking the boy's head, then land a kiss on the round cheek. The two laughed amusedly, as Gibran continued to shower his cheeks with a sweet kiss.

"Baron there are many tasks, so it was still learning while singing a little," replied the little one with hand movements that have been a habit since long ago.

In his silence, Andre observed the interaction between his son and also the little boy wearing a plain light blue pajama suit. The corner of his heart warmed up a little to witness this. Instantly he remembered Gibran as a child who looked similar to the boy.

"Good boy," the man muttered, holding Baron's body. While Arita only commented on the awkward smile when she witnessed the closeness of her son who looked very sticky on Gibran.

"Come, son .." call Andre by waving his hand towards the Baron. As if seeking approval from his mother first, Baron stared at Arita with a confused look.

"Salim used to be the same as everyone else" the mother, who was taken in by her son, said.

The baron also gets a warm kiss from a married couple he has known. A little past Edward and Mona, the boy looks a little hesitant when in front of Andre. However, a gentle swipe on his head, made Baron begin to review the small smile.

"What's your name, son? Your face is very similar to my little Gibran" the middle-aged man said in his calm tone. Although his age had entered the head of the six, but the authoritative aura was still clearly visible to anyone who looked at him.

"My name is Baron, brother-"

"Call opa only," cut it off quickly while guiding the Baron's small body to sit right next to it. Unexpectedly, Andre hugged the small body with a slightly longer pause. Watching that, made Patricia silent.

"Is opa okay?" asked Baron in a stiff way of speaking, so that made Edward who sat next to him also commented a smile. He patted the back of his father-in-law briefly, because he knew very well what Andre was feeling.

"Of course," the man answered by breaking his second hug. His eyes were still at home staring at every inch of the small face sculpture, then patted the top of the little guy's head briefly. He directed a look at his wife, who constantly looked at the screen of her phone.

"Stop your activities" whispered Andre firmly.

Patricia gulped her saliva with great difficulty, upon hearing the short words from her husband. In a hurry, the woman immediately turned off the phone and immediately stored it in the bag. Her gaze stared fixedly at the little boy sitting next to her husband.

"Is this your son?" patricia asked with her eyes fixed on Arita. Seeing the nod of the head from the woman, made Patricia look back at the boy.

"This is his wife opa, Baron can call him oma," said Andre so that makes the little one look a little hesitant.

"We've heard a lot about you" he explained, making Arita look at Andre. Sometimes the woman folds her lips in, because she feels nervous and awkward. "Mona and Edward have told us."

Arita nodded her head in understanding, trying to appreciate every sentence spoken by the man. Sometimes he is distracted by the interaction between Gibran and his son.

"We say thank you very much, because you can accept the real reality with very legowo. Thank you also do not hate my daughter and daughter-in-law, because of the incident three years ago," Andre said in a tone that was getting weaker.

"If it hadn't happened . Maybe your husband would still be with you. And so is my granddaughter, who may have called me opa."

Both Mona and Edward strengthen each other by touching each other's fingers. The two remembered the incident where the fate approached them, as well as Bayu—suami Arita.

"There's a line, we can't predict it, can we?" arita started to open her voice. He felt unbearable, seeing the guilt-ridden face of the man. Because Arita knew exactly, that no one was guilty of the incident.

"We truly thank you and your late husband. If there was no her, maybe my daughter could not be saved," Patricia appealed by looking at Arita's face.

In response, Arita commented a shady smile then nodded her head. The woman's gaze turned to Gibran, hoping that the man understood the meaning of his code through the eyes. But alas, the man was instead busy with the Baron who was on his lap.

"Let him do what he wants" interrupted Andre with his chuckle when he saw Arita constantly staring at the son.

"They are very easy to familiarize themselves, even I was surprised," said Arita who invited the middle-aged man's laughter. So did Edward and Mona who nodded in agreement. They wondered why the Baron was so attached to Gibran.

"Your son looks very clingy to my son" Patricia said in a not-so-friendly tone in Arita's ear. I don't know what the purpose of the woman's words was. But certainly, Arita concluded an implied message from the words of the clean-skinned woman.

"Do you want the same thing? If yes, just say so, no prestige is required. Isn't that right, Mon?" satir Andre with a short pat on the princess' knee. A laugh began to sound from Mona's lips nodding her head.

"What the fuck are you guys .. I'm han-"

"There's no need to comment" Andre said without further ado. Again and again, Edward laughed watching Andre's attitude that was considered too sarcastic to his wife. Suddenly, the laughter from the crossbred man made Patricia pinch the small shoulder of her daughter-in-law.

"No need to laugh at me," he remembered that made Edward even more amused. The same is true with Mona, who laughed satisfied when she heard the words of the father who was so to the point.

"Do you guys intend to joke? If so, please come out" said the 64-year-old man, leaving everyone there to keep their mouths shut.

"Gibran, is there anything you want to say?" ask the father who took over his attention. After getting the moment he felt was very appropriate, Gibran nodded his head.

Still with a position that holds the small body of Baron, the man with a beautiful face began to look towards Arita. Where the woman is sitting with the heart beating faster, making her down.

"Witnessed by papa and mama, I wanted to convey my intentions once again. As much as I have been saying for some time now, I really have serious intentions going forward. Arita .. are you willing to be my wife?"