Genius Child: Possessive Father

Accompanying Gara at Home 2

Alula opened the door wide. Why did he run to hide, because he saw it. There was no gap for him to escape. Since he had already peeked, whatever the consequences, he would have to endure it.

Alula stepped slowly and lowered her head. "Sorry sir, I unintentionally entered..."

"Sit down." Gara's orders, pointing at the spot on the side of the bed with his eyes.

Darren and Darrel just looked. Both are very quiet on the bed. It's right in Gara's lap.

"Why are you peeping?"

"Ti-no sir. I was not intentionally. There was no intention of me to peek at master."

"Uncle, don't scare my mother." Darrel.

"No, uncle just asked." Answer Gara.

Darren heard it, looking up straight away. Darren's gaze made Gara know, what she wanted. She looked at Darrel, and she found the same look.

"Well, uncle won't ask again. Come on, now we eat. Alula, are you done cooking?"

"Yes sir."

"What's? Mom's cooking?" Darrel asked making Alula nod.

"Come uncle, we're eating. Fine uncle try mom's cooking! The cooking is really good. Not inferior to lestaurant cuisine."

"Restaurant." Darren's correction, which Darrel only ignored.

"Can't you?" Darrel nodded. "Let's prove it, by eating your mother's cooking."

said Gara, langsug down from his bed.

Darren and Darrel are coming down. Darrel jumped on Gara's back, as agreed, because he had to carry her. And Darren, he's walking while being held captive by Gara. They walked first, ahead of Alula.

Alula was sad again. However, there was a sense of happiness to see that scene. But, would Darren accept them well, after knowing the truth.

***

The atmosphere at the dining table looks different. Usually only Gara and Kenan eat food, now increased Alula, Darren and Darrel.

In addition to Edo, Kenan is also considered a friend by Gara. His secretary was very obedient to him. Although a little stiff and not as samble as Edo, Kenan is still very good, and also always accompany him.

"Where's uncle? Do you cook Mom's cooking?"

"Nob." Reply Gara, making Darrel smile while Alula just lowered her head.

"Uncle of the Secletists, what's your name? I forgot." asked Darrel, feeding a spoonful of food to his mouth.

Gara just stared alternately at Alula, Darren and Darrel. His world seemed to be sidetracked by the three of them. He occasionally feeds his food into his mouth.

"Eat a lot to be healthy." Said Gara, put a piece of fried chicken to Darren and Darrel's plate.

"My name is Kenan sir." Kenan said, answering Darrel's question.

"Why call me sir? Isn't that a call for a handsome uncle?"

"Darrel baby, let's finish the food. It's not good to talk while eating." Alula said kindly, when she saw Kenan had no intention of answering Darrel.

"Good Mom." Said according. Darrel went back to eating his food.

Ten minutes later, dinner was over. Now Alula and her two sons are in the workspace of Gara.

"Thank you, sir, for everything. It's almost eleven o'clock, we have permission to go home."

"Going home? But, the job is not done. Did you forget, after tomorrow's presentation, we have a meeting with a client at caffe xx."

Alula remained silent. His lower lip he bit a little strongly, condemning his stupidity that does not pay attention to the schedule for tomorrow.

"Did you forget Alula?"

"No sir."

She looked at Darren and Darrel. He slightly smiled.

"You guys rest first. Uncle will have Uncle Kenan escort you to the room. When you're done, I'll wake you up. Okay?"

"All right uncle."

"Yes." Yeah."

Darren and Darrel go with Kenan to the room they will occupy. Darren and Darrel look at the room. Really a very luxurious room.

Different far from their rented house that only had three rooms, which even half of the rooms in the house Gara was not.

"Young master both please rest. I'll wake you up after Miss and Mr. Gara's business is over." Secretary Kenan.

"I'm sorry, then." He then bowed to Darren and Darrel and came out of the room.

"Darrel." call Darren after Kenan's secretary comes out.

"Do you remember, we met Uncle Gara." Ask Darren.

"Yes, wasn't it the handsome uncle who lined us up when Mom was trapped in the elevator."

"Not that."

"Telus?"

"Paint the race." Darren made Darrel start thinking. Trying to recall events after the race.

"Yes. I recall. He's the uncle we wanted to chase that time."

"I think he's our father."

"me too. But I said, Dad's been away somewhere. If our father's handsome uncle, why don't you tell us?"

"You're right. We prove it ourselves."

"How's it going?"

Darren flicked his finger, telling Darrel to come closer. Then he whispered something to Darrel. After agreeing, the two rested.

***

Alula re-examined the documents she was to bring to the meeting tomorrow. As it turns out, Kenan's secretary took the documents home to Gara's.

Meanwhile, Gara, he signed some documents that he deliberately left earlier. He occasionally glanced at Alula who was being serious.

"Lula's." Call Gara, break the silence.

"Yes, sir."

"Can you massage?"

"Little." Answer Alula.

Because he woke up to the sofa, and immediately laid his body there. However, it made Alula surprised. For making his thigh as a pillow.

"T-sir, what-what are you doing?"

"Let it be like this. My head hurts so much. Please massage."

Alula budging. The head of Gara. Her hair was a little messy. Maybe it was really in pain. His hand slowly stretched out massaging Gara's head.

The atmosphere was so awkward for Alula. Unlike Gara, he enjoyed it.

Seeing Gara close her eyes, Alula tried to replace her thigh with a sofa cushion.

"Don't provoke my emotions Alula." Said coldly, stopping Alula's efforts.

"Sorry sir."

Oh, my God, Alula. Are you stupid? Mr. Gara won't be that easy sleeping on the couch.

Alula is back massaging Gara's head. But, before long, his hand was choked by Gara. The man led Alula to rub his head. With a slightly trembling hand, Alula rubbed Gara's head. The hair of Gara that is strained almost covers the eel, in her swab to the back.

Deg. Alula was silent for a moment. He could see Gara's handsome face at close range. That face looked extremely cold and cruel. And one time it turned out to be very tender and full of affection.

God, what happened to my heart?

"Lula's."

"Yes, sir."

"Do you know why I sent you here, and let Darren and Darrel come?" Alula shook her head, as if Gara was watching her.

"I want you to accompany me here. Don't know, what I was thinking. Obviously, I'm happy to see you here. I feel comfortable when you're with me."

"Either because I live alone too often or because of something else, I don't understand."

Alula was stunned to hear Gara's long words. And what was it, he said "because of something else". Does Alula have to say if Darren and Darrel are her children.

Alula breathed and exhaled softly. A single tear just darted from his eyes. He feels guilty. He felt he was the antagonist in his own story.

Hiding Gara's identity as the biological father of her two sons. And make Gara suffer with his own feelings, because he does not remember the truth.

Here he thinks himself wrong. Not being honest with them. Making them guess each other the feelings and inner bonds they feel.

Ii'm sorry. Inner Alula.

Because he felt that there was no movement from Alula's hand that rubbed his head, he got up and sat down.

"Go sleep. My head is gone. I'll have Kenan show you a room for you." Gara said, then came out of his study without caring about Alula.

Ii'm sorry. I can't tell you. Let fate show it. I'm sure sooner or later you'll find out. And hopefully when that happens, you can take it. Inner Alula.