Let Me Be His Father

It's me, Kevin.

"Why are you, Nab? Why are your hands so cold what's the problem?" Nabila was unable to answer his lips mute to answer. His whole body was cold.

"Take me off. Please don't bother me anymore." Nabila wiped the tears with the back of her hand.

"It's me, Kevin!" snapped Kevin.

The mobster was upset why Nabila kept saying 'Don't want to be bothered' He was curious what had happened inside Reno's apartment. If seen from the face of Nabila, Mafia it could be guess they had a fight maybe about Nabila's pregnancy?

"Fuck if he's irresponsible don't have to hurt you.I'm willing to accept you under any circumstances,"

Nabila's body froze, all over her body cold. His mouth was wide open, yet he was still hesitant to look at the man, he could feel Kevin's aura of anger. But, the woman was also angry, disappointed why this man still kept watching her, worse yet why was he able to find out Nabila came to Reno's apartment? Still he remembered that he said goodbye to Leticia, Kevin actually still enjoyed wine regardless of himself. What then? Why is he here now, in front of Reno's apartment? Nabila shook his head he still hoped that Kevin did not know if he came with Reno let alone see the romantic moment of falsehood that Reno had played. "Didn't Kevin drink wine with his friends?" batin Nabila's.

Argha!

Thinking of Kevin's behavior that never gave up chasing him made Nabila's head feel like it was going to explode.

''Come on, don't linger long before people see, ''' said Kevin again. He looked left-right to make sure no one saw him holding Nabila's hand. But, honestly Kevin hopes there is someone who comes after Nabila in the lobby here yes the person who expected Kevin was 'RENO' he wanted to teach Reno how to treat women well.

Although he's a mobster, Kevin knows better how to respect women. His chest rumbled withholding anger moreover he could feel Nabila's fear.

"Nab, let's get in the car I'll drive you home, hmm." she said. In front of this woman he can not be rude cruel to the enemy but if it is in front of Nabila the mafia title is meaningless.

"alright. But just take me to my apartment. One more thing you have to promise not to talk to me let alone ask me something that has nothing to do with you." Nabila nodded in agreement but not his name if he did not provide conditions that Kevin thought did not make sense. Nabila walked into a free car refused this man will definitely continue to force until he wants to come with this man.

"Well, I promise I'm not a submissive man?" Kevin smiled cynically.

Nabila turned to look at Kevin she reviewed the smile to cover up the fear and tears that were still visible on her face. Kevin hardened his jaw like he was pinching, it hurt that his woman was treated so.

Nabila said she did not answer Kevin's words. He got into Kevin's car. Seeing that Nabila was sitting well in the car seat, Kevin closed the car door again. He glanced at the view from the rearview mirror turned out Nabila was crying then rushed to wipe his tears with a tissue available on the dashboard of the car.

"Oh God! He woke up my sleeping demon!" muttered Kevin. His hand brushed his tears. The man did not walk to the steering wheel door but still leaned his body behind the car door, hoping Reno would come but the one he was waiting for did not show up.

"Basic you're so stupid! please don't you cry for the man." again he can only help not being able to say or vent his anger in front of Nabila because he is bound by a promise with his girlfriend. ' Don't interfere with my business' Yes that sentence is still held by Kevin. Although he was like a hero to Nabila but he could not openly help Nabila that made Kevin tortured. Actually he really wanted to end that promise but he did not want to disappoint Nabila.

I waited a long time in the car. Finally knock on the car window.

Tok.dok...

Kevin turned to look at Nabila who had lowered the car window.

"Come on. He said he wanted to take me with him" said Nabila.

"OK,"

Nabila smiled to see Kevin walking towards the steering door. Then he immediately closed the car window again.

" I'm sorry, I'm late" said Kevin, putting a seatbelt on his body.

"Yes, I'm tired." Nabila nipped her forehead.

"Hmm." Kevin can only beat. He then stepped on the gas pedal of the car to drive his car to Nabila's apartment. In the car there is no story or just a pleasantries. Nabila continued to look out the window while Kevin enjoyed the music he played in the car occasionally he moved his body to follow the music while humming.