Love is Second

1. First Meeting.

The atmosphere in class 3A was suddenly overwhelmed with excitement, when Mr. Mayer, the headmaster, comes to class with a beautiful young woman.

"Good morning, kids!" exclaim Mr. Mayer arrived at the class.

"Good morning, Mr. Mayer!" answer the children of the class. Their eyes could not help but stare at the beautiful woman who was rumored to be their new homeroom teacher.

"As you have heard before, today I will introduce a new teacher to you" said Mr. Mayer on the whole class. The man then turned his eyes to the woman. "Please introduce yourself, Ms. Norra."

The young lady named Norra nodded. He stepped forward to the front of the class to greet his students. "Hello, kids! Please introduce my name Ms. Norras. I will replace Mrs. Maria is here. I hope, we can work well together huh?"

"Welcome, Ms. Norra!" sahut children in unison.

Norra smiled sumringah. The woman who had always liked the little boy, was happy to see the compactness and spirit of her new students.

"Alright then, I leave you here. Teaching spirit, Ms. Norra." Mr. Mayer reached out her hand to Norra, before then leaving the classroom.

Norra welcomes Mr. Mayer.

"So, what are we learning today?" asked Norra in a carefree tone.

The children shake their heads. "We introduce ourselves first, Ms? How's it?" asked one of the little girls on a horse.

Norra nodded in agreement. "Okay, I'll name each of you, and you can name your age and where you currently live."

"Good!"

Armed with a student absence book, Norra calls one by one her students. They all excitedly mentioned the age and place of residence to Norra, except for one child sitting in the middle of the row.

The boy of the male sex looked gloomy and uninspired. Since then he did not even look to welcome himself, like the other children.

"William West!" Norra once again called out the name of the little boy, but the child remained unmoved.

"Miss" whispered a little girl sitting in the front seat.

Norra walked over to the girl. "What's up, Chelsea?" tanyakanya. As much as possible, Norra had memorized the names and faces of her students.

"Willy just lost her mother three months ago, Miss. Since then he's turned into a quiet boy." Chelsea gave important information to their new homeroom class.

Norra then looked sadly at Willy. After thanking Chelsea, the young woman began to walk up to Willy and rest next to him.

"Willy," called Norra in a soft voice.

Willy raised his face. The handsome little blue-eyed man looked at Norra with a flat face.

Norra smiled. His hands stretched out in front of Willy. "It seems we haven't met. I'm Ms. Norra."

Willy was silent for a moment. His eyes looked at Norra's face deeply while frowning.

Instead of receiving Norra's helping hand, Willy hugged the young woman's body tightly.

A surprised Norra tried to balance her body weight so as not to fall to the floor. He chuckled as he returned Willy's tight hug.

The little pupil cried for a while in Norra's arms.

...**********...

"Bro, you better go home. Your eyes are getting dark!" Sebastian, Allen's secretary and best friend, made his comments again when he found the man's body staggering from the bathroom.

"Make me coffee again" Allen said as he sat back in his chair.

"Make it, Bas!" exclaimed Allen indifferently. But Sebastian refused it again. He violently closed Allen's laptop and asked him to go home. The fighting between them happened again.

"What are you doing Bedebaah!" hardik Allen did not accept it.

"You are different! You think you're the only one who has the right to mourn until you barely come home for a month? You forgot your son, you idiot!" Sebastian rebukes Allen.

Allen was silent. In his heart he acknowledged his lack of regard for his son, Willy, since losing his beloved wife in a terrible accident that occurred almost a month ago.

Allen and Winstley were on their way home after attending a dinner invitation from an important colleague.

Heavy rain that suddenly flushed the streets of the city, making Allen had to lose control of the wheel.

That caused the luxury car that Allen was driving to hit the road divider and toppled. Winstley's body, which was not wearing a seatbelt, was blown out of the car.

The woman died on the spot. Allen fell into a coma and only woke a month later.

The man had a tantrum when he learned of the death of his beloved wife. It took a few weeks for Allen to return to his usual activities.

Instead of returning to live his life with Willy, the man instead uses his job to run away from reality, while ignoring their only son.

Sebastian exhaled his breath to dampen the emotions.

"I'm sorry" said Sebastian. "I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I just don't want to see you wallowing in this grief, Al. Willy needs you too" the man continued with concerned eyes. Nearly twenty years of friends, making Allen and Sebastian grow not only as friends, but brothers.

So, it is not impossible that Sebastian also felt the same sadness. What's more, he was the first to introduce Winstley and Allen when they were both in college.

"I understand" said Allen. The man then walked towards the door of his study. "Please, leave the office. I'm gonna go pick up Willy at his school."

Hearing that Sebastian nodded. He even told Allen not to go back to the office first and enjoy his company with the son.

...**********...

The school has begun to look lonely, but Willy is still faithfully standing in front of the security guard post, waiting for an invitation.

Norra who just pulled out his motorbike matic then approached Willy.

"Willy, haven't you been picked up yet?" ask Norra softly.

Willy shook his head weakly. "Uncle Bob is never late for school" he told the publication.

Norra looked at Willy worriedly. "Then let Miss stay here, okay?"

Willy nodded while saying his thanks. The two sat in the guard post for over fifteen minutes, before a black luxury sedan entered the school.

Willy's face lifted. His eyes glistened when he saw the car.

"That's Uncle Bob?" ask Norra.

Willy shook his head strongly. "That's Papa!" replied the little man cheerfully.

Norra smiled broadly. Presumably, Willy's sadness was slightly reduced when he saw the father's arrival there.

The young woman also took Willy to come to the car.

Norra's move comes to a standstill, when a handsome blue-eyed man steps out of the car to greet the son. However, instead of welcoming Willy, the man instead looked at Norra with a surprised look.