Love Without Conditions

Chapter 109

Nightfall

Ian who had just finished his bath immediately went downstairs to join the dinner together with the family. Just as He was heading to the dining room, He passed by Varo, his eldest son.

"Mama, how come you're down? my grandmother said my mom is not feeling well anymore". Ask Varo.

Ian frowned. "Not feeling well? My mom is in good health".

"really? Mama didn't lie?".

Ian reviewed an anxious smile as he pinched Varo's cheek. "You see your mom is still fresh like this. Can still pinch you.."

Varo complained and immediately ran away. Ian just shook his head while smiling.

In the dining room, both parents and brothers and two children Ian was sitting neatly. Ian walked up to all of them and immediately sat down. A variety of food items are available on the table. Ian observed fried chicken, pulmonary empal, fried shrimp, tamarind vegetables, corn bakwan and also fried sambal. He just swallowed. Such a meal is his favorite menu.

The dinner went on quietly. Only the clanking of spoons and forks clashing on the plate sounded. Ian ate it well. He really does not care about the rules of eating that he has been adopted when dealing with his favorite food menu!.

An hour later the meal was over, they were all still faithfully sitting in the dining room. As usual Imran and Dewi asked each of their children's activities for a full day outside.

Ian only listened to various stories from his three younger siblings. This is a habit that was instilled by both parents since childhood. Sharing problems and sharing complaints in the family is the main key that must always be remembered.

Imran looked at Ian who had just been silent. "You'll go to papa's office".

Ian looked at Imran and nodded.

Working Room

Bik Sum is seen carrying a tray containing two cups of chamomile tea into the workspace with 1 jar of cheese sago pastry that Ian knows it is made by Dewi, his mama.

"At the drink sir, Non.. This is Miss Goddess who asked me to bring her here. Sorry to bother you.." Bik Sum looked at Imran and then turned to Ian.

Ian reviewed the sweet smile. "Don't bother me, Bik. Thanks yeah.."

Bik Sum nodded his head and immediately left the room.

Ian immediately picked up a cup of his chamomile tea and sipped her slowly. A warm feeling spread in the esophagus of the mother of two children. Chamomile tea is known to be useful to provide a sense of comfort and calm seems really Ian feel. Ian inhaled the aroma of the tea and closed his eyes.

Ian's behavior certainly can not be separated from Imran's observation. The middle-aged man who looks still dashing at his age slightly reviews the smile on his lips menguhat his eldest daughter.

"What are your plans after this?".

Ian opened his eyes and looked towards Imran. He put his tea cup on the table and sighed softly.

"I don't know either, Pa. All I think about right now is work, work and work for the future of my two children". Ian Said.

"Your lawyer has reported the results of the trial to papa....." Imran hung his words while staring intensely at the face of his eldest daughter.

Ian smiled faintly.

Ian nodded.

"Papa knows this is not easy for you to go through, but life must go on. Life will always come as a surprise and you will never ask if you are ready or not. That's where the process of maturing someone. From the various problems you face, it will shape you into a stronger person than before...."

Ian who heard Imran's words on her suddenly cried. Her chest feels tight. Her cries sounded very sad and sad.

Imran approached his eldest daughter and hugged her gently. A father's embrace of his daughter gives him complete calm and peace. A man who would never hurt his heart until anytime. That's Imran.

"Don't hold back the emotions that are in your heart. Eject it. Shout if you need to. Cry as much if it makes you calm afterwards. Don't act like you're okay going through all this. No one would dare to judge you if they knew what you've been through for years. If anything, then papa will be your protector".

Ian further tightened his embrace on Imran and cried loudly. He vented everything in front of Imran.

"I'm sorry, Pa. This is my reward for not listening to all papa's words first. I'm......."

Ian did not continue his words. His hands continued to wipe away the tears that kept flowing soaked his face. He took a deep breath and exhaled his slowly trying to regain control of himself.

"I feel so despicable. I feel so embarrassed by papa because it ended up like this. I try and keep trying........" Ian looked at Imran with a look of wry eyes.

"When I flashback back to the journey I've been on, I always wonder. How can nothing change? I spent a lot of time and energy and sacrificed a lot of things. Why does it all feel in vain?".

Imran reviews the smile on his lips while staring intensely at the bead of his eldest daughter's eyes.

"Nothing is ever in vain. All of this makes you a stronger person. Thank those who have given real life lessons. All this time papa only taught you how to deal with life, and those who hurt you are really your test ground in life".

Ian nodded faintly. He agreed with what Imran had just said. Ian wiped the tears on the cheeks. He looked at Imran with a sincere smile.

"Thank you always there for me. Even though I was disobedient, I let papa down, but papa still always reached out to protect me".

Imran rubbed the hair of her eldest daughter who was already a mother. For a father, no matter how old his daughter is, she will always be the little girl in his eyes.

"What will you do after this? There's no way you're just thinking about work". Imran.

Ian shook his head slowly. "I don't know which way to go. Right now, all I have in mind is to focus on working and developing a business that is already running".

Silent. Imran did not answer. The gaze of the middle-aged man who was still dashing was fixedly staring at his eldest daughter as if thinking of something.

"Marry Rio three months from now...." Imran said calmly.

Ian stares at Imran with a shocked face and can't believe what he just heard.

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Happy weekend!😘

Fyi, narcum is indeed ketok hammer late October.3 months after October what month yaa😆

Will he follow his father?!🙄