Kidnap A Cruel Billionaire (Kidnap the Cruel Billionaire)

Forgive Me

As Vanila had planned, he wanted to see how far Abraham would go. Today he will be annoying, whatever people want to say, it's up to Abraham to take it what is clear he just wants to test the seriousness of the man.

After all as Anatasya's father, he should be able to take care of his own son. Today he wants to know whether Abraham is capable or not because not all men can look after his son. A woman can do anything, even the heavy work that a man has to do can be done by a woman but a man is not necessarily able to do the work done by a woman.

Let's just say Abraham is going through the test to be a good father to Anatasya. He's been acting shitty last night and today he's gonna do even more shit. If the man can't stand it, he can leave. That way he could tell if Abraham wasn't serious.

For her plan to go smoothly, Vanila pretended to be sick and did not wake up from her sleep. Abraham was astonished not to find Vanilla. The sound of Ana crying could be heard in the room, Abraham stepped closer and knocked on the door.

"Vanila, are you still sleeping?" No one answered, Abraham opened the door that was not locked.

"Vanila, what's wrong with you?" the question is because Vanila covered herself with a thick blanket.

"Come on, I'm cold" said Vanila.

"Are you sick?"

"Looks, how's this? I have to dry Ana, bathe her. I have to clean the house, wash and cook. If there's Marion, I don't have to worry about this."

Abraham was silent, so much to do. Can he do it? Sunning Ana might be an easy thing, cooking could she do but everything else? Oh, suddenly he felt it was a challenge he had to overcome even though he knew it wasn't easy.

"No need to worry, I will" Abraham said without hesitation.

"Are you sure?" Vanila looked at him, and that was exactly what he expected.

"No, but I'll try."

"If you're not sure if you're not, I can do it myself!" Vanilla was about to wake up but Abraham held back.

"I told you, I should try it. So lie down."

Silently Vanila smiled. He did not insist, Abraham wanted it. But he wouldn't go too far, he just wanted to see the seriousness of Abraham.

"So, what should I do?"

"I want soup, or a warm drink."

"It's not that weird soup you mentioned last night, is it?"

"No, last night I was just talking."

"If so wait here," Abraham moved on, Vanilla saw his departure and after that Vanila gave Ana asi.

Abraham made the soup Vanilla wanted, after this he would hang his daughter out. This was a rare opportunity that he should not waste. Not only could she spend time with her daughter but she would also show Vanila if she was serious and would not give up just from having to do housework.

A bowl of soup was brought into the room, Vanila had already undressed her daughter. Very nice weather to dry Ana. Abraham took his daughter to sunbathe, while Vanilla saw from the window what Abraham was doing.

Silently Vanila smiled, she never expected anything like this because she never expected Abraham would come looking for her. What Bilt says is very true, Anatasya needs her father. He could see Abraham playing with his daughter in the sunlight.

Vanila sighed, it was best that she prepared bath water for Anatasya. For this one he could not hand it over to Abraham because of danger. After the bath water was ready, Vanila approached her daughter who was still sunbathing.

"Ana, let's take a shower" he asked.

"Why are you out, aren't you sick?"

"I have to bathe Ana" said Vanila.

"I can, leave it to me!"

"No, you can't!" Vanilla took Ana from Abraham's sling.

"Start doing your job, sir," Vanila smiled, may the man not run away immediately.

"I don't have a washing machine, Marion always washes manually. My clothes should not be broken, be careful if it happens. The bathroom is so slippery, brush it clean. The house is also so dusty because it has not been cleaned by Marion. So... Happy work, Mr. Aldway," said Vanila with a sweet smile.

"Why do you like to rule me?" abraham asked unhappily.

"No, aren't you the one who wants to do it? If you can't, then go. I didn't need anyone who wouldn't do such a job" Vanila stepped away, leaving Abraham unmoved. Now he's more convinced, if Vanila is indeed testing himself and wants to know if he can do the job.

After Anatasya fell asleep, Vanila came out of the room but the slippery, wet floor almost made her fall several times.

"Abraham!" Vanila shouted while holding on. How much soap is poured on the floor?

"Don't go out, slippery!" abraham shouted from the kitchen.

"Oh my God, what did you do to the floor? Did you flush it with water?"

"More or less," Abraham came out of the kitchen with a cleaning device.

"You're crazy, dry it right now!" shouted Vanilla furiously.

Abraham sighed, Vanila was truly a fierce wife-to-be.

Vanilla was about to enter the room but she was suspicious of the laundry. He'd better check it out, he's sure the guy's job isn't right.

Abraham was drying the wet floor because he was watering it with water. He did so so that his work was quickly completed but the slippery floor actually made him have to work extra.

"Abraham, what are you doing to my shirt?" vanilla's screams sounded.

"Oh, fuck. So quickly caught!" said it.

Vanilla went into the house feeling coarse because there was a hole in his favorite shirt. Somehow Abraham washed it but his shirt ended tragically.

"What did you do to my shirt?" shouted Vanilla furiously.

"I was not on purpose, Vanilla. Her clothes got stuck and I accidentally pulled her."

"You?" the clothes were tightly gripped, should the one who was upset at the moment was Abraham because of the job but why was he the one who had to be upset?

"Don't be angry" Abraham walked over, "I'll replace it" he said.

"It sucks! Clean the house and do nothing!"

"I'll finish the task you gave me, it's okay. I'll try to be the man you deserve."

"No, don't do anything. You can ruin my grandmother's stuff!"

"But you won't be mad at me, will you?"

"Forget it," Vanila sighed, "I'm just testing you," her intention failed.

"Sorry, I messed it up" Vanila's hand reached, Vanila remained silent and did not argue.

They looked at each other, Abraham's hand was on Vanilla's cheek and again Vanila was silent and did not turn her hand away.

"I'm really sorry, Vanilla," he said.

"No, I'm the one who should be apologizing. Until now I have never apologized to you for what I did to you. I'm sorry, Abraham. I did it because I was obsessed with you and because I wanted to be free of my brother."

"Stupid!" Abraham pulled it and held it tightly.

"What you've done has benefited me. I should be thanking you, Vanilla," said Abraham.

"What do you mean?" vanilla did not understand.

"Let's talk, but wait for me to dry all these wet floors."

"I'll help."

"No, I'd rather you sit down 'cause I'm gonna clean up all this mess!"

Vanila nodded, this time they were really going to talk. He would not fall asleep again like last night, he would hear what Abraham was about to say and he also wanted to know what Abraham meant if what he was doing was already in his favor. Was there an incident that he did not know about and indeed, he had already missed a lot of things.