Genius Child: Possessive Father

Meet Mother

From work until night, Alula silenced Gara just like that. Even though Gara had asked him to speak, he still did not want to speak.

For going down the stairs with his disheveled face that still looks handsome. His steps stopped in front of Alula's room.

"Alula, can I come in?" His voice rang out to Alula's ears. But the woman still did not answer.

"Silence means yes." For pushing the door and entering Alula. He pulled up Alula's dressing-table chair, and sat right in front of Alula who was sitting by the bed with her legs dangling.

"Are you angry with me?"

"..."

"I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I've been overreacting. I'm sorry, huh?" His hand held Alula's hand.

"..."

"Allula. If you don't forgive me, it's okay. But, come on, by the way. Don't be quiet."

Alula looked into Gara's eyes. His mouth did not move to answer Gara. Makes Gara even more careless.

"Ilula."

Unable to respond from Alula, Gara immediately hugged her tightly. He piled his chin on Alula's shoulder. Before long, Alula felt her shoulders get wet and Gara had a bit of a crush.

"Hey, are you crying?" Alula loosened Gara's embrace and looked him in the eye. Because she still shed her tears.

"Easy-after. Don't cry anymore." Wiping tears on Gara's cheeks.

"I don't like you to be guaranteed gini."

"I'm just lazy to talk."

"Yes, that. You guaranteed me."

"Yes-yes, I'm sorry. I promise I won't guarantee you anymore."

She smiled and hugged Alula. Alula also returned her embrace.

***

Alula was struggling with some documents on her desk. Suddenly a message came in on his phone.

Paternity

I want to meet you this afternoon at cafe xx, can you?

That was the message his father sent. Alula turned her gaze towards Gara's room.

Do I have to ask Gara for permission? Alula thought to herself in heart.

Yep. I have to ask permission first.

Alula rushed to Gara's room. He was standing right in front of Gara's desk.

"What's wrong?" Ask Gara, get up and approach Alula.

"Emmm...Can I see you this afternoon?"

Because the one who was smiling turned flat. She doesn't like it when Alula meets her father. It is true that his father loved him. But, when he remembered that he had expelled Alula, made his heart unwilling to allow Alula to meet the middle-aged man.

"Can ya? I miss him so much." Please Alula while holding Gara's hand.

For taking a long breath. He was unable to forbid Alula to meet her father.

"You can go. But there's a condition." Alula's face sparkled to hear Gara's words. Whatever condition he will try to fulfill.

"What conditions? Just tell me, I'll try to fulfill it."

Because of a small smile. Alula was very enthusiastic to hear the terms that she would submit.

"First condition, you have to be a submissive woman."

"Subordinate? Didn't I always obey you?"

"Yes. But not completely."

"All right, I'll do it."

"Good." He rubbed the top of Alula's head slowly.

"Term both?"

"Huh, you're so impatient." Gara. "The second condition, I'll whisper. Come closer."

Alula according. He moved closer to Gara. No more bad thoughts about Gara. During these few days he was in a relationship with Gara, he was completely convinced of the man.

Gara let go, made Alula hug him and hide her face in Gara's chest with a stingy breath.

"It turns out your kissing skills are getting worse." Gara hugged her back and said with a small chuckle. It made Alula hide her face even more.

"That's both condition. I let you see your father." Alula is not moving. He still faithfully embraced Gara.

Seeing the clock in his hand. "It's 3 o'clock. Don't you want to meet your father? Or even comfortable hugging me?"

Alula looked up without taking off her embrace. His cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment.

"My work is still a lot." Her speech.

"Go away. Tell your father to meet now. Remember that! don't come home at 6."

"Alright, I'll be home before 6, promise." Reply Alula with a sweet smile.

"Yes. Ask the driver to drive you."

"certain. Then I'll go first."

Gara nodded and kissed Alula's forehead. "Be careful." Alula replied with a smile. Then the woman went from Gara's room to her room.

^^^*Alula^

^^^Dad, we meet now. I'm about to leave. ^^^

Paternity

Alright. Dad also left now*.

Alula exited the elevator and passed through many employees passing by. They looked at him with different eyes. Some looked at him cynically, hatefully and also amazed. I don't know what they think of him, he doesn't know either.

The car stopped right in front of Alula who was standing by the roadside. He entered it, and the car moved away from the company.

20 Minutes later, the car that Alula was riding stopped at the intended cafe. The driver got down and opened the door for Alula.

"I'll wait here, miss."

"Why? Just come in, I'll order food for you too."

"No need, miss."

"No-no. Comein! Or I'll tell Mr. Gara, if you refuse my request."

Hearing the name Gara mentioned, the driver did not dare to argue. He complies, and follows Alula into the cafe.

"Find a place that's as comfortable as you are and order food. I'll pay for it."

"Thank you, miss." He said as he bowed to Alula.

"Either. It doesn't need to be like that. Be biased to me if there's no Gara."

The driver did not answer. How can he act ordinary. He did not want to feel the anger of his master.

Alula walked over to one of the tables and sat there. His father said he had left. Maybe he'll be there soon.

"Allie!" The voice he was so familiar with, pierced his sense of hearing.

The woman stood up and turned towards the voice. But his body froze to see who came with his father.

"I-mom." Lirih Alula, holding back her tears.

The woman, whom Alula called Mother, walked over and stretched her arms around Alula.

"Mom misses you." Said the woman slowly.

Alula did not answer. He still fell silent not returning his mother's embrace. Only tears keep dripping. He did not know his mother would embrace him. One thing he has not felt since he was 7 years old. And this is the first hug that his mother gave him.

Oh my god, did you really embrace me? It feels very comfortable. Inner Alula.

"Am I dreaming?" Lirih Alula who is still heard by her mother.

The woman who was no longer young shook her head loudly, answering her daughter's question. "No son. You are not dreaming. This is really Mom."

"Thank God." Alula said, moving her hands around her mother.

His father who saw a surprised and happy face Alula also shed tears. Her daughter had already missed a lot of things she should have gotten from a mother.

"I miss you too, Mom. Loved you. Let me hug you whenever I want." He was getting his embrace.

"Yes. You can do it whenever you want. I won't refuse it anymore. Forgive me for your treatment all along." Alula nodded. Hugging his mother, he was grateful. He no longer cared about his mother's treatment of him. Most importantly, she now has her real mother. It's not my mother who hates him.

Late in the heartwarming atmosphere, they did not realize that the driver continued to watch them, taking several photos of Alula with her parents. Then he sent the photos to Secretary Kenan.