Marrying my CEO Uncle

Mawkish

Tyo Pov

De, it's been 4 years since you left me.

Time went on without stopping to wait for me to let go of that sadness. Seconds replaced minutes, minutes changed hours, hours changed days, and days changed months.month replaced year.

I don't know, I don't know what routine I've been doing all that time. Work, take care of Deo and play with him.

During these 4 years, I helped my mother to take care of Deo. Morning until afternoon I will leave it to the mother's house and I leave for the office, after returning from the new office I pick her up. And well, I don't want to hire a baby sister to take care of Deo.

I can't trust them at all. It could be what my son would be if I were to leave it to them. Mother also did not force me and took over to take care of our son Deo.

At night, we'll both watch your funny video stored on my phone, de. When Deo hears and sees your face, he will surely laugh and clap his hands afterwards.

Just like that he was happy, especially if he hugged you.

Arrghhhhh, I really miss you my wife. I didn't think we'd part ways like this. But yes, this is the path of God's destiny that I can't escape.

My miss can be cured if I see all our memories that are still left in the form of videos or pictures. I'm so lucky you have an Instagram account and a lot of your videos are stored there.

Almost every minute I think of you, heavy, it's very heavy.

I always try hard in front of everyone, but when I'm home. I can't endure all the torture. I'm gonna cry while hiding behind a pillow. Funny huh?

When he sees me like that, Deo will also cry, but after that he will laugh at me because I cry in his opinion.

Huh, the little one turned out to be good at mocking him. I don't think Deo's attitude is any different than yours my wife. You're stubborn and you love to spoil yourself with me. That's what Deo is like. Eleven twelve with you.

His face is very similar to mine, but his attitude is very similar to yours. All his will I have to give, and if he doesn't, then he'll bite my arm and then cry in my arms as well. Hahahah, that's funny.

Because of the similarity of his attitude to you, the harder it is for me to forget you.

Mami had told me to get married again, because Deo desperately needed the love of a mother in her growth.

Of course I refused. As a result I argued with my mother and left her with Deo who was already crying in my arms.

I have a reason to do all that.

If I had married a woman of my choice, I would never have loved her. I'll just think of her as Deo's nanny and nothing more.

All of that will certainly make the woman unable to survive and choose a divorce. Huh, I hate divorce the most. Therefore, from the beginning I refused and insisted on being a widower.

Worse yet, the woman who wants to be betrothed to me is Delisa who is none other than my former secretary who I fired a few years ago.

Delisa was also willing to hijab just for the sake of her desire to marry me. Of course I refused, even very strongly resisted. He was hijab just to cover up his disgrace that I already knew. Hahaha, there is no shame in that woman. It was no different with Tania.

I've really locked this heart just for you, my wife. Nothing will replace you in my heart or in my mind. Sounds bucin, but that's the truth.

One thought on Ryan. As of now, they still do not have a child. I don't know what she's thinking, but I also don't want to interfere in their domestic affairs. It could be Lia who is still not ready or something.

It's different with Ray. Their son is now 2 years old. And her daughter. Beautiful, yes beautiful. Just like her mom, and her dad the big pede.

Deo was very quiet de, especially with new people. He was so lazy to hang out with friends his age. Huh, still a kid is like that. Not without reason he's like that.

Deo became like that because it was often bullied by his friends because he did not have a mother. It's really a miracle, isn't it?

"Papa... Deo also wants their kayak." point it at a mother who is reaching for her child to eat.

A few months ago, I registered Deo at a paud not far from Mother's house. It was Mother's wish so that Deo could become familiar with friends around her. Mother will take and wait for Deo until the hour home. I salute Mother who is always ready to take care of Deo well.

Today, is the day Deo will graduate at his high school. And today is also the day you left us for so long.

We are now in school, and Deo is fully dressed in uniform with his friends.

"Papa's hotshot spirit!" I said cheering Deo who was about to perform a one-class choir.

Deo gave his thumbs up and immediately went up on stage.

I can see that Deo's eyes are already glazed when singing mother's love song with another friend. When the song was finished, all the disciples ran and gave flowers to the hand of the mother.

Unlike Deo, because he will come to me soon and hit my chest with a strong sob. After that, he gave me a flower that was no longer shaped from his tiny hand.

"Papa, Deo is not as lucky as them" Deo said interrupted by sobs.

"I'm sorry, dear papa," my great-granddaughter then carried Deo and took him into the car.

I intend to take her to a place where I used to calm down. Perhaps all this burden could be lost just by staring at the calm lake. The place where you told me you were going to be my future wife, and it all came true.

And here we are now. Deo sat on my lap and stared straight at the calm lake water. Wish you were still with us.

"Pa, Deo is thirsty" Deo whined to me. I carried him to go to a drink vendor not far from where we are today.

"Turunin Deo pa, Deo just wait, papa buys," his pinta again.

"No dear, you'll be taken by someone."

"Pa, Deo Uda is big, that's where it is!" point it at the drink seller.

I pat my eel slowly and then lower Deo, "Wait here yes, papa buy his drink first," I said and left him alone.

"Take two" I said to the seller. After handing it over I paid for the drink immediately and quickly returned to Deo's place now.

I was surprised when I didn't find Deo in his place. "Where's the kid?" ask me and look around.

My eyes caught Deo's figure next to a big tree hugging a hijab woman I didn't know who it was. I couldn't see the woman's face because her position was on my back.

"Deus!" I shouted that immediately approached Deo.

I pulled Deo from the woman's embrace and immediately carried her. However, when the woman turned around, I was shocked and my eyes were wide open to see the figure of the beautiful woman now in front of me.

My throat was blocked when I wanted to call her name. Time seemed to stop when I accepted the present reality.

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