I Love You Young Master

Chapter 21 | Want to Meet

“Where is our daddy, Mom?” ask Jovan to vent.

The deg!

Aqilla froze. Finally, this question came up..

“Mom?” Jovan touches Aqilla's arm, resuscitating the woman from her daydream. “Mommy is fine, right?” tanyanya's worried.

Aqilla carved out the smile as she could. “Mommy good, Boy.”

Jovan took a deep breath. “Sorry Jovan's question makes Mommy sad. Jovan did not become his name, kok,” he said resigned because he did not want Aqilla to experience mood changes.

Momentary silence. Aqilla and Jovan are both soluble with their respective minds. If Jovan is guilty of offending her mother, Aqilla with a fearful thought.

It was his fault for never explaining. His two children would want to know who their daddy is. However, just because the events of that day made Aqilla choose to silence and make her two children victims.

Aqilla exhaled before replying to Jovan's sentence. “Why are you suddenly asking about daddy, Boy?” tanyanya wants to know.

Jovan glanced over here, taking her eyes off her mommy face so intensely staring at Jovan. He chose to sit on the edge of the bed with his legs dangling to the floor, his head bowed down. “Because of Jovin, Mom.”

“Jovin? You mean, Jovin told you to make it to Mommy?”

Hurriedly Jovan shook his head firmly. “Not, Mom, not that.”

“Terus?”

“So at school, Selsy told Mike we were illegitimate.”

Again and again, Aqilla is upset with the boy named Selsy. Not his mother, not his son, both are the same. They can only rely on the talk that milliseconds in society without knowing the truth.

“That's over... Selsy was picked up by her father, Mom. Jovin instantly glum at their time. I guess.” Jovan looked up, looking at Aqilla who was just silent, waiting for her to continue speaking. “He envies,” he continued slowly.

Aqilla's stunned. His chest felt tight to feel the pain that was always harbored by his two children. They want a daddy figure like the others. But, foolishly, Aqilla separated them instead.

Would I rather find them?

Aqilla ruffled her hair in frustration, her head suddenly dizzy from being forced to choose a decision that would equally affect her life. Only, Aqilla still had to choose one between the two. He could not let his two children like this continue.

“Mom, are you okay?” ask Jovan worriedly. Her little heart that was so innocent really shook with fear. He once promised himself that he would try to protect his mother and sister, not to let a single tear from Aqilla fall.

However, if Aqilla wept today because of her actions, would it not be the same as Jovan who reneged on the promise he had made himself?

“Mommy, Boy. Do you want to meet your daddy?” aqilla asked with a serious mimic.

Jovan's made a hunch right now. The little man glanced around with an agitated look. “Jo–Jovan just want to help sister, Mom. Dia—”

“Do you want to meet your daddy, Boy?” Aqilla repeated the question once more, even as each word was strongly emphasized. He knew his son would not admit it.

In the end, Jovan looked down. His head nodded slowly, confirming his mommy question. He is still a child who needs both parents. Jovan wants to have a complete family like his other friends.

He did not confess for fear of further burdening Aqilla. However, if the woman was as firm as before, how could she dodge again.

Jovan's reply made Aqilla curl her lips. For some reason, this expression of his son looked a little funny. “Alright, this is malem. Now that you are sleeping, we will discuss this tomorrow.”

Jovan looked up and smiled faintly. “Iya, Mom.”

“Now wash your hands and feet, brush your teeth, then sleep. Mommy to the room first, okay?”

Aqilla patted Jovan's head in relief. This little guy is usually very chatty and likes to do jail. But, look at it now. He was like a lion cub that had just been successfully tamed.

The cup!

One kiss landed perfectly on Jovan's forehead. Aqilla's eldest son glared in shock because he did not expect the mother would kiss him. Just now is a very rare thing. Hence, he was surprised.

“Good night, Boy. Have a nice dream.”

...👑👑👑...

Ceklek..

Aqilla slightly poked her head at the crack of the open door. The woman covered her lips seeing her daughter had fallen asleep with a teddy bear in her arms. Then Aqilla opened the frame wider and went deeper.

Aqilla sat on the edge of the bed, focusing on rubbing Jovin's head which was not at all disturbed. “Child Mommy wants to meet daddy, yes,” wiry Aqilla sad.

Heavy breathing sounded. The woman had already decided on something that would definitely pose a great risk in the future. Unfortunately, if this concerns his two children, Aqilla is willing, really, to bear it all.

“Mommy promises, you'll see your daddy soon, Girl.”

The cup!

One kiss landed perfectly on the forehead. Jovin wriggled slowly, unconsciously curling his lips thinly. Aqilla was successfully made to chuckle slowly.

I think he's having a good dream, huh..

Aqilla got up from her compartment, rushed into her own room and turned on her beloved computer. “OK, we start the plan.”

A few minutes passed, Aqilla was still focused on her computer screen. Carefully, the woman read articles discussing anything about Rayhan.

Before I go to Indonesia, I must first determine whether the young master has married. If you have, right, it can be more troublesome business.

Aqilla sometimes shook her head, then the mangosteen when reading the article that opened. “Young unmarried master turns out. But, why, huh? Time yes because..”.

Plaque!

Aqilla patted her cheeks pretty tight. “It was because of that night? No way, lah.”

The computer screen is constantly scrolled. From one article to another. Most discussed Rayhan's soaring performance as a successful young entrepreneur. Arriving at one article, Aqilla's eyes fiddled while reading the contents. “Young barren master?!” pekiknya can't believe it.

Aqilla's chest rumbled. He kicked the table pissed. “Bego very spread! If he is barren, where do my children come from?! A tadpole?! Ckckck, I'm sure this guy who spread will get punitive articles later.”

“Enak aja said barren! I picek-picek him so sambal penyet, huh!” gerutu Aqilla's.

Aqilla continued reading while holding back her own emotions. Actually he intended to hack the data of the Refalino family to find out more detailed information, but because the distance was too far, Aqilla felt quite difficult. So, he decided to do it later, when they arrived in Indonesia.

Aqilla's hand movements stopped when her computer screen displayed a photo. In it are Robert, Reva, Rayhan, and Jessie. If you notice, it looks like the photo was taken during a party event. Their clothes are formal.

Aqilla smiled faintly. Jemarinya back on the move—download the photo, then print it using the printer tool he has.

Two complete photos of the Refalino family are in Aqilla's hands now.

“Sure Jovan with Jovin will be very happy if I give this photo to them tomorrow.”

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