Next Bed

His Son?

"A-Are you Arlo's mother?"

Alin was silent when Daniel said that. However, it cannot be denied that his heart is beating because of it. Alin is afraid that Daniel will know the truth.

"Alin, are you really her mother? Why are you quiet, huh?" Daniel repeated his question again. Seeing his woman was silent from earlier.

Alin still does not answer. However, he takes a step to get into the room to meet Arlo first. Not thinking about how Daniel would look at it.

Alin looked at his son who was lying on top of the gurney with a sad look. The usually cheerful face now turned pale. The infusion hose that stuck in his son's hand added to the sad impression for Alin.

Daniel understood that look. He looked towards Arlo who was still faithfully closing his eyes. It could be felt that Alin loved the little boy so much.

"Arlo, open your eyes. Why are you like this, huh?" Alin rubbed his son's forehead gently.

"So I saw him across the street about to cross, but accidentally because of Vano's negligence the car we were driving grazed Arlo's body." Daniel explained. Because, this is his responsibility. Because of the careless negligence of Vano chatting with him until he did not know there was a small child who was about to cross.

Alin looked up, staring cynically at Daniel who was no less looking at him.

"Why do you always come up with messes, huh?" ketus Alin, making the frown on Daniel's forehead visible.

"Is not all enough? Didn't hurt me enough, until you were going to target Arlo as your next target?"

This made Daniel more and more made to ask questions. The man did not know the meaning of what Alin was saying.

"You-"

"I've had enough trouble, I almost died, I lost everything. And now, I beg you not to add to my pressure again. Don't hurt the people I love" Alin said.

Daniel was silent. However, he could feel what the word meant. The information he had been looking for was fragile, not the usual rebel. Daniel has realized it now.

However, there was one thing stuck in his mind right now. Why is Alin acting like a mother to Arlo? Is that kid Alin's real son?

"You worry about her like a mother to her child. Tell me, Alin, is he your son? A-are you Arlo's mother?" daniel asked intensely.

Daniel held onto Alin's shoulder as he stared at the two beautiful eyeballs that began to glaze over. Daniel needed that answer so much now because his curiosity was so high.

Both are still silent. Unlike Alin who stared blankly, but her tears kept on shedding tears. However, a few moments later the muttering sound of someone diverted the attention of the two. Arlo opened his eyes slowly, then muttered lowly.

"Mommy," call Arlo.

Alin who heard that immediately approached Arlo and held the hand gently.

"What's up, Arlo? Is anyone sick?" alin asked with a worried tone.

"Head Arlo's sick, Mom." Arlo's complaining. His little hand held his own head.

"illness?" Alin stared at the pain. "Why is it like this, Arlo? Wasn't that still okay when Mommy stayed?"

"So at recess I'd like to call my friend who's snacking across the street, Mom. Suddenly a car hit me" replied Arlo.

All of this did not escape Daniel's sight. The man was still silent, but there was no denying that he was confused by this situation. Seeing Alin and Arlo embrace, it was like seeing a happy little family.

Daniel also feels familiar with Arlo. It was as if he felt himself as a child. Arlo's body and face shape are very similar to his. And so, Daniel came to such a conclusion.

Arlo elaborates a hug. He saw a man standing not far from his bed. Arlo's eyes instantly sharpened, like he didn't like Daniel.

"Why is Uncle here? Did Uncle want to kidnap mommy again?" ask Arlo cynically.

"M-abducting?" Daniel stammered.

"Really! Uncle is a bad man! Arlo hates it!"

Daniel raised an eyebrow. While the tail of his eyes looked towards Alin who was just silent. Ask for an explanation of what he heard.

Indeed he met Arlo only twice, but somehow Daniel felt that the boy had known it further. Daniel feels that Arlo has something to do with the problems that occur.

"Arlo, rest. Don't move much first" Alin said. While Arlo was still staring at Daniel there.

"Arlo warns Uncle. If Uncle dares to hurt mommy again, Arlo will give a proper reply!"

A reply? What can I do with a child of Arlo's age? Pelt Daniel with that stone?

The threatened Daniel remained silent without retaliating. After all what he was dealing with right now was a minor child. Getting such a threat, it must be just a bluff.

"Arlo. Rest, let it heal quickly." Alin did not want to take a headache, after all Alin was not intending to fight.

Arlo finally complies. Lie back in bed. However, it could not be covered if his gaze did not shift from Daniel. As if he wanted to kill that man.

Daniel's still the same, don't know. However, he could see clearly that Arlo was hating him. I don't know where the little boy knew, which Daniel was clearly confused right now.

Daniel's body almost staggered when Alin suddenly blocked his hand and pulled him out of the room. Daniel's coming, he needs an answer.

Alin threw down Daniel's hand, and stood a few feet away from Daniel. Just act ordinary, even though with the gaze of Daniel it is enough to thrill Alin.

"You know that Arlo hates you? So now go," said Alin who immediately wanted to enter again, but first prevented by Daniel.

"Wait first. Why are you so different from Arlo? Your concern is like a mother worrying about her child" Daniel said.

Alin held his breath. He could not say anything more when Daniel looked at him questioningly. Daniel also occasionally caught Alin turning his face. Like avoiding Daniel's gaze when asking questions.

Daniel grew curious because the woman in front of him was silenced a thousand languages. He just wanted to get an answer to the question that had been crammed into his head.

"Is it true that Arlo is your son?" daniel asked, getting curious.

Alin's getting stuck. Even more so when Daniel began to ask in the direction of the roaring. Alin was afraid that something could be guessed by Daniel.

"W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-was that Arlo my son?"