I Love You Young Master

Chapter 79 | Meet Chelsea

Today is Aqilla's birthday. However, not a single person aired the phrase congratulations to the woman. Everything acts as if it does not know and does not remember.

Amazingly, Aqilla also did not remember if today is the 29th anniversary of his birth.

“Mom, home school pick up Mommy, yes,” pinta Jovan weld.

Aqilla frowned, confused by the request of the child. “Tumben, Boy. Usually, right, you ask for daddy or grandma grandpa who picked up,” Aqilla wonder.

Jovan. “Kan, still kangen,” reply little guy was shy.

Aqilla clucked loudly, unexpectedly with the super adorable utterance of her son. Aqilla's heart was pounding, you know, this. “Yes, later Mommy who picked up,” said Aqilla obey Jovan's wishes.

Jovan smiled broadly. He hugged the woman's leg because Aqilla was standing. His small body reached the neck of the mommy. “Thank you, Mom,” said Jovan with his head turned up.

“You’re welcome, Boy.”

Jovan smiled silently. Feeling Aqilla was not paying attention, she made a circle with her thumb and index finger towards Reva, Robert, Jovin, and Rayhan—code that their initial plan went smoothly.

Aqilla suddenly turned to look at her daughter. “Jovin still hurts? Want Mommy to massage later?”

Jovin shook his head weakly. “No, Mom. Jovin want bobo’ aja run out of this,” answer lethargic.

Aqilla nodded without suspicion.

Yep, today only Jovan goes to school. Jovin is experiencing sudden pain, he often complains of dizziness and looks a little pale even though his body temperature is normal. Therefore, Aqilla allowed the princess to permit the school to focus on resting.

In fact, it's just Jovin's wits to stay home. He has a big task after his mommy later.

“Yes, let's go, Mom.” Jovan grabs Aqilla's hand after putting on her shoes, taking her off quickly.

“Looking is the same Mommy too, Boy? Not with daddy?” aqilla asked somewhat surprised. This was sudden, there was no prior notice.

“Sorry, Qill. I have a job elsewhere, so I can't be with Jovan. Sorry just saying now,” said Rayhan full of regret. During this time, the twins did go with him because the direction of school and office is on the same or the same direction.

“Mami wants to drop off, darling. But, Kasian Jovin himself in the mansion,” sahut Reva expressed the reason.

Hearing everyone's reason, Aqilla nodded her head. Makes sense, anyway. Kasian if Jovin is alone here..

“Ya. Girl, Mommy anter your sister first, yes,” the prestige of Aqilla who stood up from her seat on the sofa.

Jovin smiled faintly. “Iya, Mommy. Careful, yes.”

Aqilla held Jovan's hand out of the mansion. The last thing the woman saw was Jovin being carried by Rayhan towards the little girl's room. Apparently, Jovin asked the daddy to take him to the room.

Hopefully we can continue like this in the future...

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At the school of the twins...

“Hah? Temenin?” Aqilla was stunned to hear the unexpected request coming out of Jovan's lips. His son wanted him to accompany Jovan at school. Of course it's very unusual.

Jovan glanced at his friends. Aqilla turned her eyes. He was stunned to see some children accompanied by their mother. Especially children under the age of 8. They were talking casually or even laughing together.

Aqilla sighed. Why did Jovan suddenly become a leak, anyway? Is it because I stayed yesterday, his head got a little troubled?

“Iya, Mommy waitin,” said Aqilla resignedly.

Jovan's smile expands so wide—Aqilla to her own glare. “Thank you, Mommy! Come log in!”

“Log in advance, Boy. Mommy find parking space bentar.”

Jovan. “Jovan wait for Mommy.”

Aqilla raised her eyebrows. Oi! The one in front of me is really my son, right? No tapers, right?

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If you see Gini, Jovan looks more like Ray, huh?

Paras Jovan is really serious and focused to a point. Just like Rayhan when the man concentrated on his work. His slings spilled.

“Wah, Jovan's mother's mother, yes?”

Aqilla. He smiled kindly and nodded. “Iya, Mom,” the answer is awkward. The woman in front of him is unknown.

“I'm Kelly's mother, Ma'am.” The mother took Aqilla to shake hands.

Huh huh? Which kelly, woi?!!

Aqilla smiled. Because, he was confused as to what kind of reply.

Suddenly the mother sat right next to Aqilla at a very close distance. In fact, both arms tend to touch. “Mbak, I want to ask dong,” whispered Mother Kelly.

“Iya?” sahut Aqilla.

“Children Mbak, really, can pinter, anyway? Make it use what style?”

Aqilla. The question kept swirling around in Aqilla's head. What style? What style? The style? STYLE?!!

Of course Aqilla's brain automatically rotates memories of seven years ago. How he and Rayhan were so aggressive when talking*bu, then Aqilla took the lead, and the voice of the de*ahan of the curse.

Damnit damnit! Every time I remember that, Aqilla always heats up. His body was broken without being asked.

Seven years ago it happened because we both wanted to. Aqilla and Rayhan were doing in a fully conscious state. So, every moment that happens is recorded clearly in the memory of each.

Aqilla smiled clumsyly. “Yes are normal, Mom, the same way and nothing special,” he replied.

“Ah, time, anyway, Ma'am? How can a genius be like that? I also want to have a child as a child like a child Ma'am,” said Mother Kelly.

Aqilla laughed awkwardly, confused as to what kind of response. Fortunately, Kelly suddenly came and wanted to be escorted to the toilet. As a result, the mother and child went to make Aqilla exhale in relief. Finally gone too.

“Excuse me, Jovan's Mommy, right?”

Aqilla stiffened. He was again upset by the presence of these mothers. Honestly, this was not the first time Aqilla had been asked this kind of thing. Usually, the mothers ask about the secret of the intelligence of their sons and daughters.

Just one mother just asked him what style. Not a lot of anjir, anyway? Yeah, well, the style of the horses in bed, right? Yes times Aqilla should be as detailed as possible.

As much as possible Aqilla put on a friendly smile, then turned around to greet the woman who called out to her. However, knowing who called himself, Aqilla was silent a thousand languages. He remembered very well who this figure in front of him was.

“Chelsea?” aqilla said make sure.

The woman smiled and nodded. “Iya, I'm Chelsea. Long time no see, huh?”

Aqilla frowned. Since when are we this familiar?

“Your name..”

“Aqilla, I Aqilla,” reply Aqilla who knows she has not had time to introduce herself clearly.

Chelsea nodded slowly. “Aqilla, can we talk to you for a minute?”

“Soal?” aqilla asked somewhat suspiciously.

Chelsea looked upset to be honest. His gaze was unfocused, his fingers squeezing each other in front of his thighs. “Rayhan,” answers down.

“Ray?”

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