LITTLE GIRL
Papa!!
...Happy Reading's...
Ziand hugged his son tightly and whispered.
" I'm your father." Morgan stiffened his gaze in disbelief at this grown man in front of him.
Morgan quickly let go of Ziand's embrace quite roughly, surprised? Sure was! Just imagine, the man he had been calling om suddenly said if he was his father.
Ziand was pensive after his embrace came off, while Cia just silently looked at him.
"Bu .. mother." her call asked for an answer.
Cia nodded and smiled sweetly, she chose to sit down as her legs started to tingle.
"Papa?" morgan looked at the teary Ziand. As fast as lightning, Morgan pulled his blanket over his entire body and turned his back to his parents.
Morgan's cry was heartbreaking to those who heard it, including Ziand and Cia. Ziand held his chest that felt very tight, his tears just flowed like he could not hold anymore.
This time Cia chose to get up from her seat and tried to explain to her son. Cia hugged Morgan's body that was still shaking from crying.
"Morgan, look at Mother." pinta Cia turned the tiny body.
"Morgan why? He said he wanted to see Papa. That's Papa Morgan already here, Morgan's even been invented." Cia is back to sound.
Morgan looking up at emm? The mother? Ah no, Morgan was looking at Ziand with her red eyes.
"Why did Om just admit it?"
Ziand fell silent, what should he say?
"If Morgan's dad was not there when Morgan was growing up? When you're struggling to meet Morgan's needs? Where was it all that time? When Morgan was bullied for not having a father and called son har*m! Where was it at that time! It doesn't matter if Morgan doubts it." Morgan let out a stifled scream, not only did Ziand feel pain but Morgan felt it too.
Oh God!! Ziand's chest grew increasingly claustrophobic at the words of his biological son.
A fool with his son who constantly asks. Ziand hugged Morgan and took her to lean against the chest of his field. Morgan's one free-moving hand has now landed on his father's chest with small blows channeling his resentment and disappointment.
"Sorry." That's the only whisper Ziand can say, his voice gone somewhere. Time and again Ziand said the word 'sorry' which was immediately rewarded with a small blow to his son.
Long enough for the two to embrace until Ziand had not felt the blow again, he slowly began to release his embrace and stared softly at Morgan's reddened face.
"Have you slept?" cia asked immediately with a nod of the head from Ziand.
Ziand laid down the body so gently that his son's sleep would not be disturbed, a small sobbing still continued to be heard clearly in his second sense of hearing.
"Here you go, now you eat. Haven't you from last night not eaten yet?"
Ziand stared uninterestedly at the food, he just shook his head and closed his eyes again.
Cia nodded slowly, very slowly. But indeed because of Ziand's very sharp ears, he can still hear the swearing of his future wife. Eum future wife hahaha. Ziand chuckled at the face of Cia who was being committed kamit like a witch doctor ~he thought.
Drr!
Ziand turned his gaze towards the expensive mobile phone that was vibrating on the table.
Max ~.
"Why?" Ziand to the point
[Sorry sir, there's an important meeting in 3 hours.]
"Don't I tell you, you're handling everything while I'm solving this problem."
Max trembled slightly at Ziand's repressive voice, didn't Ziand know that Max was having problems with his girl.
[Ta .. but Sir, this meeting was attended by****]
Ziand was stunned and his lips instantly formed a sinister grin.
"Alright, this time I'll step in to face the old man."
Tutt!!
It's not polite, he turned off the phone unilaterally that even Max hasn't answered anything. But yeah, never Ziand's name if something like this he never did.
Speaking of Max's girl, who is she? emm this mystery is quite complicated hahah.
Back to Cia and Ziand.
"I have to go back to the office" he said, putting his cell phone in his pants pocket.
"Pfft, hahaa." Cia's laughter filled the room.
"You're going back to your office with that look? I can't believe you're the CEO that clients fear. If you come back with this look that your employees will laugh at you Ziand." said Cia who was still in the company with laughter.
Ziand stared flat at Cia's face, without further ado he stood in front of the woman and kissed her forehead long enough to make Cia stop laughing. After being satisfied, Ziand also kissed his son's face with anxiety. Without saying goodbye Ziand stepped out while Cia was still daydreaming I don't know what this young Mamah thought.
"What is that, my God! Aarrrgghh Ziand how dare you!!"
"They were asleep" said the middle-aged woman who was observing Cia and Morgan.
"Yes, let's just talk at home, now we go home first." said her husband who immediately got the nod from the three people who are different gender.
••••
Z'M Company's
For a long time Ziand had not checked his company, he only monitored from the computer screen if he wanted to if not yes let Max take care of it.
Ziand sat at the leader's desk at the front while watching and looking closely at the client in front of him.
Ziand's initial goal of taking time out for the meeting this time was not about his cooperation, all he wanted was to see the old man's face. Staring at him with a creepy grin as if wanting to behead*l right now.
Ddrrtts!
Ziand's phone shook the moment after the meeting was over. Mommy.
[Guard!]
Just as he picked up his phone, the shrill voice of his mommy made his ears throb.
"Yes Mom, no need to scream."
[Ck! how's mommy's granddaughter doing?]
"Morgan? yes he's healthy."
[Basan is insensitive, do you not tell me about your son's development.]
"Mom, this time I'm really busy. If Mom wants to find out more about Morgan, just look at her in the hospital. And Morgan's conscious, too."
After saying a long enough sentence at maximum speed Ziand instantly turned off his phone.
•••
The MOORE family mansion
All the inhabitants of the mansion were stirred by the screams of Mommy Killa from the top floor to down the stairs alone he was still shouting.
Fernand covered his ears strongly, not unfamiliar with his wife's screams. This time his wife's screams were louder than usual and also longer.
"Stop! just don't yell." Fernand's firm voice made his wife shut up.
"Come to the hospital, Dad." she pulled her husband's hand in a hurry.
Slowly Fernand let go of his wife's hand, remember slowly! if he suddenly let go of his wife's hand just like that, then the story is over. He might not get his ration.
"Quiet okay, don't rush. Why are we going to the hospital? who's sick?" asked Fernand as if he had forgotten about his granddaughter.
Mommy Killa snorted and patted her forehead softly, is this husband now a forgetful?
"Morgan Dad, Morgan is conscious. Let's get there quick."
"ah! my grandson that one. All right let's get there quick."
Disya who had just walked downstairs frowned in wonder, why did oma and her opa look so rushed and what did they say? Morgan's?
"Oma same Opa wants to visit Morgan huh? Here come!!" his pekik ran towards the two couples.
"Yes, let's go with him."
•••
With a hasty step, Ziand ran small towards his son's hospital room. After finishing her work, Cia called her. Instead of hearing Cia's voice, Morgan ordered Ziand to hurry into his room.
Brak!
The door opened violently, making everyone who was in the room prance in shock. Ziand stepped foot towards his lowered son, what happened was actually ~batin Ziand.
"Papa." shrieked Morgan in his weak voice that made Ziand touched.
Ziand tried to pull himself together to stroke Morgan's hair. "Why hm?"
Morgan shook his head quickly and pulled Ziand away so he could hug his biological father. Alright, he could not bear to embrace his father's body and cry out the pain he had been feeling all along.
All eyes looked at the two with tears that had been filled, so too with Cia who had been resistant so that her tears did not come out finally came out too.
***Who is the old man?
How did Disya react when she found out if Morgan was her brother or rather her sister?
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