First Love of the CEO

The Little Villain was me

Pov: Yes

"Assalamualaikum, good night, my father's coming home."

"Where did you come home at this time?" mama's eyes whizzed.

"I'm late, Ma, but Dad's permission is fine."

"What do you think this house is, you can enter at any time." he snapped, looking very upset.

"I don't play, Ma, I work."

"Wow, it's working now, the bosses dare to refute the words of mama?"

"That's not it, Ma, I... "

"Basar children do not know the benefits, only can work this way already dare to lift the face of the parents, difficult if the descendants of criminals, will be criminals as well as the end." Mama grumbling.

It hurts every time you say those words.

Villain boy! Who is the criminal? Daddyh?

"Ma. I'm sorry, Zee, not again next time."

"Huh! Promise me a lot, you little crook."

Mama left me glued.

Little villain! It sounds sadistic and very horrible.

My tears are falling. I don't know how many times you called me a little crook. I don't know what that means or what it means.

"Hi, my son is home!" father's voice sounded.

"Dad." I hugged the man.

"Why baby? Are you all right?"

I'm shaking.

"Why do you always call me a little crook?"

"Hustt! Don't think about it, baby, your mama's just being emotional. I mean it must be little girl mama."

It was always Dad's explanation, but now that I'm a big boy, I can't accept that easily.

"What's wrong with mom? Am I really your adopted son?" i cried.

"Who said that? I'll chop his mouth. Dad sounded angry.

"But that's reality, isn't it dad?"

"But why don't you love me?" my crying became more.

"If you don't love you, you can't be this big, remember baby, your hand that took care of you and raised you, don't say anymore she doesn't love you."

"But dad!"

"Stt! Forget it baby, let's go where's dad's pajamas? Here's what you're wearing now." Dad's hands were busy opening the paper bag, then trying on the pajamas and sandals I gave him.

"Wow, that's great, baby!" Dad exclaimed happily.

Looks really funny dad's performance tonight.

"Dad!" I hit the man's chest.

"Where is the fruit, hmm this is my favorite wine." he devoured the wine without washing it first.

"Dad shit, it hasn't been washed yet."

"Nobody dies eating unwashed wine, baby." Dad chuckled.

I hugged his body.

"Thank you dad."

"Father who is grateful to you, to God, who has bestowed a daughter on you."

"Dad, stay this way, so my dad, forever."

"Surely, Zee, definitely." he rubbed my head.

"What is this?"

"That's a gift for my father."

"Wow, he got it too."

"Yes." I smiled shyly.

"Looks like he's gonna beat father's position in your heart, baby."

"No, there will be no one to replace my father in my heart."

"Okay, I keep your promise."

We laughed.

Thank God! Please let this good man live another thousand years.