Mastenges

104. He's not your real son!

A typhoon appears on the veranda of Bella's house, with wet hair. Although his body looks clean and fresh, but his face looks very tired. Bella smiled to welcome the presence of the Typhoon who was sitting next to her.

"Where's mom?" Ask Typhoon.

"Having gone to sleep, it looks like my mom is exhausted. Tomorrow he will also visit daddy to the toilet."

The typhoon fell silent upon hearing the word 'lapas'.

"Drink the coffee, it's getting cold" Bella grabbed the glass containing her homemade coffee, then handed it to Typhoon.

The cyclone swallowed his salivary, and stared at the coffee intently.

"Let's drink.." Bella offered me that coffee glass.

"D-l-yes.." The typhoon grabbed the glass and put it on his lap.

"Cock not drink?" Bella asked with a curious facial expression.

"Oh... salty again isn't it?" Inner Typhoon.

"Darling..."

"Ah yes.." Typhoon smiled and started sipping his coffee.

"Humffff..!" Typhoon's face suddenly reddened and his eyes began to look hard to resist the bad taste of the coffee.

"Where?" Bella asked with a face that looked excited.

"Hmmm.."

"If I hadn't told her, every time I came here, I would have felt poisoned by Bella" Inner Typhoon.

"Darling..."

"Yes baby..." The typhoon swallowed the coffee and tasted it quickly.

"Where? Yummy?"

"Hmmm, honey. Can I see you're making coffee?" Ask Typhoon.

"Well, less coffee?"

"Bu-bu-not... But I want to see you make coffee."

"Oh that. Come on.." Bella got up from her seat and held the hands of the Typhoon.

The typhoon lays down her coffee mug and follows Bella to the kitchen. Upon arriving in the kitchen, Bella was immediately in action. He grabbed a clean glass from the cupboard and put it on the kitchen table. Then, he took out a coffee and a glass jar filled with white powder.

"I put in a spoonful of coffee..." Bella said as she scooped the coffee and put it in the glass.

"Then I put in a spoonful and a half of sugar" Bella said, scooping the white powder for a spoon and a half. While Typhoon kept smiling to see Bella who was giving her a show making a glass of coffee.

"Then, I brewed it using hot water from the dispenser." Bella stepped towards the dispenser and pressed the hot water button.

"After that it's stirred and so be it!" Bella showed off the coffee-filled glass in front of the Typhoon.

"Try it now to drink," Pinta Typhoon.

"It's still hot..."

"Just drink a little bit using the old spoon stirring the coffee," Typhoon pointed to the spoon that Bella put on the table.

Bella smiled and nodded her head.

"All right," Bella grabbed the spoon and tried to taste her homemade coffee.

"Puihhh...! Ih.hh..!" Instantly Bella spat in the sink and frowned.

At that time also Typhoon laughed frown upon seeing the expression of his lover.

Bella looked at the Typhoon with an awkward facial expression.

"Why didn't you say? How is coffee like this? What's expired?" Bella.

"Hahahahah, not darling... Here.." Typhoon grabs Bella's hand and leads her to the table.

"It's salt, not sugar. If it's sugar, the grains are coarser. Salt is like this. Try on the taste, what's the sugar salt?" The typhoon took a pinch of salt with his finger, and thrust it into Bella's lips.

"Not ah.." Bella avoids Typhoon's hand and returns to spit in the sink.

The typhoon kept laughing. While Bella frowned her chin and looked at Typhoon with an annoyed look.

"Don't get angry dong dear," Typhoon still continued to laugh as he approached Bella who was glued in front of the sink.

"You laugh so bad!"

"No..."

"Yes it!" Bella bends her face.

"Oh.. honey..." Typhoon hugged Bella in front of the sink.

"I don't know what sugar and salt are. I've never been to the kitchen Typhoon..!"

"Yes I know, so I understand.. Slowly I taught ya.."

"But why do you still drink coffee?" Bella asked who was feeling embarrassed.

"I appreciate whatever you've made." Typhoon Speaks.

Bella stared at the Typhoon with a face that met with redness.

"Yes sorry," Typhoon wrapped his arms around Bella's slender waist.

"I'm ashamed to know!" Bella tries to remove Typhoon's hand from her waist.

"Ngapain's ashamed," the Typhoon tightened his circumference and tightened Bella's body into his body.

Bella was glued to the Typhoon that looked so happy that night.

"You're beautiful, always beautiful in my eyes. You are smart, and you are smart. If you can't make coffee, it doesn't matter. I'll find an assistant for you and Mom. Tomorrow I'll find him for you."

"How to pay?" Bella was back down.

"I pay him, don't worry. As long as you can eat well, do not stumble out to shop. I've been calm enough. Oh yeah, the car will stay too. I can use my other car. You just use my car to move or drive mami anywhere. I'll work for you guys."

Bella's tears fell on her eyes.

"But I'm just troubling you.."

"No, no troublesome words. It's also not because I promised your daddy. But, I love you. You are the queen. Whatever I'll do for your happiness."

"Sheaven..." Bella shed her tears.

"Ssttt. No, don't cry. It's my responsibility as a man." Typhoon put Bella's head on her chest.

Bella was drowned in the atmosphere, her feelings of haru and admiration for the man who was hugging her in a state of his own who was down.

"I promise you, I'll get a job soon. Let me be independent" Bella said.

"Aamiya.. But don't stop me from taking responsibility. It's my duty,"

Bella stared at the Typhoon with her wet eyes.

"I love you so much...!" Bella cried until her shoulder was shaken.

"Ssttt. don't cry... I told you, I will always be there for you. I'm right here.."

They are both drowning in haru feelings, and an unusual love. A love full of struggle and responsibility. Typhoons are unusual men. All of that had been captured by Pongki before. Therefore, there is not the slightest doubt Pongki to leave the most valuable treasure for himself to the Typhoon. Namely, family.

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"Where the hell is that kid?" Erna muttered, who kept staring at the clock on the wall of her living room.

The clock's needle shows at eleven o'clock in the evening. However, Typhoon has not yet returned to his home.

"Mom.. Why haven't you slept?" Asked Amoroso who had just appeared in the living room.

Erna looked at Amoroso with a worried look.

"Topan hasn't come home yet" Erna said.

Amoroso fell silent, for years he never cared about Typhoons. The man never worried, Typhoon came home or not.

"Later home too. Now sleep yuk," Pinta Amoroso.

"No, I'll wait for him. He promised to see me tonight,"

"What's wrong?" Ask Amoroso.

"Where were you when he was inaugurated?"

Amoroso lowered his face.

"I know you don't like him. Only, he became the talk of his comrades. You know, the Typhoon went berserk when someone gossiped about him."

Amoroso was silent.

"Mom I'm working on the issue of gossip......"

"Already sir! Should the Typhoon not be on your family card?"

Amoroso was shocked to hear Erna's words.

"Do you say that?"

This time Erna looked so emotional, that she just kept quiet and looked at Amoroso with eyes wet with tears.

"You never tell the truth. You always give me ambiguous answers!" Amoroso said, no less emotional.

"From time I answered him he's your real son! But you don't believe. Then, what should I do? Says he's Galang's son? You are a coward! Don't want to find him through DNA testing!"

Amoroso. He took a long breath.

"He's a Galang boy! It's already! You're satisfied!"

Amoroso looked surprised, he looked at Erna with a pushy look.

"Topan isn't your real son! Continue your attitude like that to Typhoon!"

"Lady..."

Erna and Amoroso turned their heads towards the voice calling out to Erna.

"Surgery!" Erna looked at the Typhoon with a shocked facial expression.