I Love You Young Master

Chapter 15 | Is Not a Haram Child!

Aqilla shopping trolley suddenly turned into a mountain incarnation that came from various products. The woman continued to look left-right, looking for her children's favorite snacks without caring if the trolley was full.

Take it easy, Aqilla, right, has steel muscles, haha.

“Sayuran already, fruit also already, kitchen needs already, toiletries already, snacks already, what else, yes?” muttered Aqilla confused. He cursed himself who did not record the items that had been used up at home.

Here's the result. Aqilla's confused looking for something.

In the end, Aqilla could only raise her shoulders indifferently. It's stupid if there's less. He'll be here again.

Without any objection at all, Aqilla pushed her trolley to the place of payment. This isn't the first time Aqilla has come here, so there are some cashiers who know her attributes.

“Wow, you have a lot of shopping, Miss. Same as usual.” amazed the cashier who knows Aqilla.

Aqilla herself, anyway, could only smile sweetly asking for an impeachment. The cashier also knew that she was a single parent who had two hyperactive children because Jovan and Jovin had come here with her. Shhtt.don't tell Jovan Jovin, yeah. They will lash out.

“What is my total spending?” ask Aqilla.

The cashier also mentioned the nominal price of Aqilla groceries in Canadian dollars. After the payment was over, Aqilla carried three large plastic bags out of the supermarket to her car.

Right away, they want to go home. Then go straight to the school of the twins.

Aqilla's car drove through the streets. This time the goal is the school of Jovan and Jovin who according to the schedule will already go home.

“Ah, shit! Why pake jammed everything, anyway?” gerutu Aqilla looked at the long line of cars in front of him.

Late, here, ckckck.

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Aqilla arrived at school a little slow. Lunch hours like this do sometimes like to make the streets jammed because office workers have to eat, fill the stomach before returning to work.

“Mana, yes, tuh child?” Aqilla darted to and fro, looking for her son among the thousands of children who were running out. “Nah, it's in—”

Aqilla. His body stiffened hearing his two children were at odds with others.

“No! We are not illegitimate children!” jovin exclaimed with teary eyes. Jovan stood next to Jovin, rubbing his sister's back with a sharp look towards the mothers in front of him.

The mothers smiled in anguish. “Oh, yes? Where's your daddy, heh? Nothing, right? Hence, bastard children like you guys don't get pretentious!”

Aqilla's two hands clenched. The two men spoke Indonesian, so the people around did not know about the topic. My son is not a bastard!

“We have our daddy, aunt, and daddy not an item that should be exposed to everyone,” said Jovan coldly.

The mother was cynical. He held his daughter who was standing next to him. “Selsy, remember, don't get close to this bastard, huh? They are from a family no really!” his thoughts to the princess.

Selsy nodded, continuing to look at Jovan and Jovin with a mocking look.

“Mommy you must be a real person too, right? Hence, she has an illegitimate child like you,” ledek Selsy's mother.

Jovin who wanted to cry instantly turned angry. If his mommy were the object of ridicule, he would not accept. Aqilla is the best mommy for both. Because there is no daddy to protect, their mommy is the one who works hard for them.

“Tante..” says Jovin cold with flat countenance. Suddenly a gripping aura burst out from his body. “How dare Aunt call our mommy like that.”

Jovan won't lose. His emotions had already risen to the highest peak and were hard to temper anymore. “It looks like Auntie needs a little lesson here,” he added cynically.

The two were about to advance, lunging at Mother Selsy who was staring at the two for granted. What can a child do? That's what Selsy's thinking.

However, Jovan and Jovin's movements come to a halt when a hand restrains their shoulders. When the two looked up, they saw Aqilla smiling at them.

“Mommy...” Ogre Jovan and Jovin. Instantly the emotions of both of them burst out, not being silent.

“Mistress, have you ever gone to school before? Why is your mouth so immoral, anyway?” the circus Aqilla was still with her smile. But, it was neither a sweet smile nor a typical mocking smile. But it was a mysterious smile that only Aqilla knew its meaning.

Selsy's mother glared in annoyance. “Anda—”

“Ckckck... Why do you have to pay this crazy guy, anyway, Boy, Girl?” sela Aqilla without looking at Mother Selsy. “You know, right, strangers are not good.”

Jovan and Jovin compactly nodded. “Iya, Mom, sorry.”

“Cih, you're this—”

“Shortly, Mistress,” cut Aqilla fast. “Log in the car, Twins.”

Jovan didn't take it. “But, Mom—”

Realizing the situation was starting to heat up, Selsy's mother also asked her daughter to get into the vehicle. Selsy immediately complied without refuting like the twins.

“Mistress, I suggest, keep your uncivilized mouth if in front of my child. I'm not reluctant to tear your useless mouth if you continue to babble as unclear as before,” Threatened Aqilla not kidding.

Selsy's mother smiled obliquely. “Ho, what can an unmarried woman like you do? Don't you know who my husband is, huh?”

Aqilla. “No, who is it?”

“My husband is a COO at a well-known company in Canada, Kenneth Group!” conceitedly.

Aqilla heard it. “Do you believe I can get your husband to step down from that company?”

“Of course not!” exclaimed Selsy's mother doesn't believe.

“Good.” Aqilla called someone by saying, “Hello, Mr. Kenneth.”

Selsy's mother glared in disbelief. However, hearing Aqilla's conversation that looked very serious with the figure on the other side made her fret. Although, their conversation was just a pleasant talk, it had already shown that this woman in front of him was not an ordinary person until he could get to know Mr. Kenneth. In fact, the two spoke familiarly.

Aqilla ended the call. He smiled cynically, moving closer until his lips were a few centimeters away from Selsy's ears. “You know who I am?” whispered with a gripping aura.

Gluey!

Selsy's mother took a sip of hard-earned saliva. Why is the situation turning around gini, anyway?

“You've heard about... Miss Qaill, Mistress?” whispered Aqilla again.

Mom Selsy stepped back with a look of disbelief. “Ka–you Miss Qaill?” said stammering.

Aqilla smiled obliquely. He took out a badge from his sling bag and showed it right in front of Selsy's mother's face. A special badge that has many meanings, many benefits, and many advantages.

Had Aqilla been at the airport without a ticket though, nothing would have stood in his way as long as the badge was visible. And, the badge is not only valid in Canada, but the whole world.

Award badges for High-Pro IAF members with Qaill writing on the back. There are only five in the world.

Selsy's mother slumped for a moment. He realized he was looking for trouble with the wrong person.

Who does not know the figure of Qaill? The whole of Canada knows who he is. In fact, the leader of this country is so respectful to Qaill because he has solved many cases and saved the government.

“S–I'm sorry, Miss. I didn't know you—”

“If I were not Miss Qaill, would you have the right to interfere in other family matters, Madam? This is a warning to you, once again I see you doing something like that, whether it's to my son or someone else, I will not hesitate to reply you with my POWER FAR ABOVE YOUR HUSBAND!” chilled Aqilla.

Aqilla turned around and stepped into the car, leaving Selsy's mother limp in front of the school. Her husband almost got into trouble.

Huh.I have to stay away from the child and the mother. They're creepy.

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“Jawab Mommy honestly, Boy, Girl. Do you often get such insults?” aqilla asked seriously upon their arrival at home.

Jovan and Jovin were silent with their heads lowered, not daring to answer the question that had been disturbing their calm.

Aqilla let out a long breath. He knelt down, likening his height to that of the twins. He grabbed their chin and lifted it, making the three of them meet each other. “Jawab Mommy, Darling.”

Jovan nodded slowly. “Often, Mom,” the answer is slow. While Jovin has already glazed over his eyes.

Aqilla snorted violently. “In addition, what else?” the demand wants to know.

“They said, we're illegitimate children because they never picked up daddy. Children often mock us for not having a daddy and often show off their togetherness with their daddy, Mom,” Jovan replied in the end. Covering this from Aqilla would be of no use anymore.

Aqilla's abilities are far from your shadow as long as you know.

All three speak a thousand languages. Jovan and Jovin are afraid that their mommy will be sad. That's why the two never ask about their daddy even though they really want to. Unlike Aqilla who dissolves with her guilt.

It's all my fault, my kids are victims.

Aqilla suddenly stood up. “Change now, Mommy will cook lunch.” After that he went towards the kitchen with an illegible expression.

Jovin clasped his brother's hand firmly. “What's sad mommy, sister?” ask her with a voice that started to crackle.

Jovan sighed. “Kakak don't know either, Dek. What you know, mommy's mood now is not good to talk to.”

^^^To be continuous...^^^