Married Senior Cunning

Chapter 27's

"Ah, it's okay, Andreas. Kyla we'll think of as a child ourselves. He's free to express himself like anything" said Om Leo.

"Haha, good, Leo," replied the father.

Hearing that, Kyla's motion stopped. He glanced briefly at the two people who seemed to be joking. Then, his gaze turned to the mother who was by his side.

"But, can Kyla be happy here, Mom?" kyla asked, whispering softly.

As if giving a code, his mother simply nodded with a smile. "Just calm down, son. They are good people" whispered Salma; the mother who was now worried because of Kyla's hesitant words.

On the sidelines of the conversation, there was the sound of shoes that were lazing hard while climbing the stairs. The sharp eyes suddenly asked for a welcome from the four humans sitting at the dinner table. Kyla was silent, not joining in calling out Caesar's name while giving praise like these three people.

Come on, Kyla's really bothered about their behavior. No one knew how messed up Caesar was in the upper room earlier. Maybe now his guts are back. Arrogant back.

"Ah, Son Caesar. Come on, here, we eat together," Andreas said warmly.

While Salma manggut-manggut assented while agape. Perhaps his mother was fascinated by the charisma of Caesar who now wore a black tuxedo and an all-black appearance. Just like people would be willing to serve, Kyla's mind.

"Sit, Son. Say hello to them, "say Leo while patting Caesar's back on the dinner table.

Caesar nodded obediently. "Hello, good night" he said.

'Sign!'

Caesar's back was deliberately patted hard by Leo. "Give the right greeting. Salami their hands! How are you?" said Leo.

Caesar was upset. The back that had been swatted by his father was like a baby who wanted to sleep. Damnit. How humiliating.

"Hello, how are you?" caesar said when he finished greeting the hands of his two prospective in-laws.

"Good, Son. You too, right? Especially now, handsome and dashing, haha," praised Salma who looked on with a twinkle of admiration.

"Put your fork, Kyla. Don't be so, it's not polite," rebuked Andreas who accidentally saw the bored behavior of his daughter.

"Sorry," Kyla said. Very small sound.

"Well, let's eat" said Leo.

***

The atmosphere in this luxurious room was so silent bin deserted. There was only the sound of clanking spoons and forks clashing together that lit up the space. Everyone was busy with food and their heads filled.

"Ehem." Leo cleared his throat to break the awkwardness.

"What, Dad? Dad's choking?" ask Leo who is really confused.

"Ah, no." Leo turned to Andreas and Salma who were still busy chewing. "So, when is the wedding of our sons and daughters?" tanyakanya.

Andreas looked up and stopped chewing for a moment. So is Salma who is now just smiling. That question may be particularly sensitive for their daughter who is now choking on drinking water.

"Don't be in a hurry, Dad. We still have plenty of time" Caesar suggested.

"Shut up, you!" leo whispered full of emphasis on his charismatic son.

Caesar suddenly shut up. Afraid of being treated like a baby again. Leo turned his attention to Andreas again. Then he looked at Kyla.

"How about next week?" kyla said suddenly.

"What?"

All quiet. Dumbstruck. Shocked at the statement of the nineteen year old girl.