
As he got out of the car, Caesar put his delicate hand on Kyla without warning. The girl was surprised, looking at the hands that were now clinging to each other. His attenuation turned to Caesar's face. The man looked calm. Even he smiled.
"If the road looks ahead. Greet the man who greeted you. Smile," Caesar scolded.
The man spoke with a clenched jaw. As if not to smile her.
Kyla grunts inadmissive. He wanted to pull off the hand that was holding his fingers tightly. But what power. Very strong grip Caesar, like will crush his bones only.
"Don't be busy yourself, Kyla. Be sweet." Caesar rebuked again.
"Yes," answered Kyla briefly-letting her hand be in the warm grasp of Caesar.
Arriving at the entrance that automatically opened, the security guard who was there immediately lowered his head in salute. It was replied by Caesar with a nod, while Kyla replied with a smile.
Many pairs of eyes that make Caesar and Kyla as the object of focus. The son of the owner of this company took a girl. What scandal is this? You can be sure that their photos are displayed in the newspaper tomorrow.
But Caesar was proud if that happened. She was grateful, because her engagement with Kyla would be easier. Introducing Kyla to the community and her coworkers did not need to bother anymore.
"Sir Caesar," Kyla called out in a whisper.
He poked Caesar's arm a few times.
Caesar's height which is quite much different from Kyla makes him have to look down a bit for the sake of hearing the girl's voice.
"What's wrong?"
"What do we want here?" ask Kyla.
"Meet daddy. There will be a family dinner tonight. I was asked to bring you here first" explained Caesar.
"Oh, so. But this is too soon, brother."
"Little dinner only. Not married, dear."
Caesar flicked Kyla's nose.
"All right," said Kyla lazily.
They continue to explore the breadth of this office. The employees and company officials exchanged greetings and greetings to both. Kyla didn't expect Caesar to be so respected here.
Arriving in front of the elevator, Kyla started to rile. His feet could not remain silent. Quailed. The index finger is also no doubt the target of his front teeth. Being bitten without energy.
The girl did not answer. Error, rather not listening. He is busy with his own mind. I don't know why he was so nervous to see Om Leo.
"Hey?"
Caesar holds both of Kyla's shoulders. Make him face the girl. Her net was full of Kyla's eyes that looked sweet and unsettled.
"What's up, honey? Why are you like this?"
Kyla automatically stops activities and movements. Being stared at like this made the oxygen around him thin out. Oh, my God, why did Kyla realize that Caesar was this handsome?
"I-I'm fine. Emm .. just awkward."
"It's awkward to be around me, huh?" goda Caesar while raising his thick eyebrows.
"No! Awkward to meet your father."
Kyla's two fingertips tapped each other. Caesar smiled at him. Anxious. He pinched a glance at the girl's cheek. Caesar is truly in love with Kyla.
"Look easy. My father is your father too."
"No. Feels different. I'm kind of ... shy," great-granddaughter Kyla.
"Calm down. Come on, let's go in," Caesar asked when the elevator door was open.
They went up and reached the seventh floor. That's where Leo's room is.
Caesar knocked slowly on his father's door.
"Dad?" call him.
One quiet sounded.
"Come in, son."
Caesar took Kyla by the hand and brought her in. Really, Kyla's dead style now. Cold hands. Stiff, pale, like a corpse.
"Don't be afraid" Caesar said before reaching his father's table.
Kyla just nodded.