Next Bed

Do Not Separate Us

"How much worth? Tell me what the nominal is. I'll pay as you wish, but in return leave Daniel for good."

Crazy one! Absolutely insane!

Alin was inexhaustible with that middle-aged man in front of him. Why is Alin likened to a middle item like this? Like a call woman who goes after being paid.

"What do you mean?" Alin raised his eyebrows.

"I know you're not so stupid with the intent of what I said. Tell me how many nominations, I will fulfill," Pras replied.

Alin was getting upset. All this time he was treated like this with Daniel's father. If Alin had been crazy for treasure back then he wouldn't have gone to London to stay away from Daniel.

Pras who saw the look of the confused face understood. Then take something from behind his pants pocket and put it on the table. A check paper and a black bolpoint.

"You want to write it yourself, right? Fill it as you want," Pras said.

Alin stared at the nanar of a check in front of his eyes. Then he looked back at Pras who seemed to grin there.

Alin held the bolpoint and the check which made Pras pull the corner of the lip because he managed to lure the woman. However, a second later the conclusion was shifted when Alin chose to return the check and refused the gift.

"I'm not that cheap" Alin said.

Pras scrunched his forehead. "Then did you miss this opportunity? I'll make sure that once you're out of Daniel, your life will be assured."

"I'm sorry, but I don't intend to take the offer. Thank you." Thank you." Alin refused subtly.

Pras stared inside. Then he breathed a rough breath. Put that check in his pants pocket again. Leaning on the sofa with both hands stretched out like a king who ruled the kingdom.

"Oh, I know. Clever your plan turned out. Tell me, what was your motive for actually approaching my son? There's no way you're going to close the hands of the Maheswara family? This family is too big for you to hold." Pras said full of insinuations.

Alin gulped down a rough saliva. For a long time he also could not stand when he continued to be a victim.

"What is your motive for wanting to separate me from Daniel? Am I so disgusting in your eyes?" ask Alin.

"I just want Daniel to get the best mate" Pras replied.

"Best thing you said was torturing Daniel." Alin denies.

"On what basis can you say that? I took care of her from childhood, and I know exactly what's best for her." Pras also does not want to lose by denying.

"You take care of him, but not by knowing him. You only know one side of Daniel, while he has many sides that are still hidden" Alin replied firmly.

Pras raises the next eyebrow. The woman next to him was brave enough to say that.

"This isn't what you mean, I know there's another reason. What was my fault that I was asked to leave Daniel's life?" Alin still firmly asked.

Pras stared cynically, until he replied, "you're too low for my son to have everything."

"Who is low?"

The law came from the boy who was standing not far from where the two people were fighting with their mouths. Arlo who has changed clothes intends to tell his mother about him who got a hundred marks. However, when he arrived at the sofa area he was surprised by the debate of his mother and a man he did not know.

"What does it mean to say my mommy is lowly?" cynical Arlo.

"Arlo, be polite a little. He's your grandfather, Daddy's father" Alin recalled.

"It's nice to meet you, Cake. Arlo was so happy to see Grandpa after such a long time. But Arlo doesn't like my grandfather's words about my mom" Arlo said, staring at Pras.

Pras who was lotus could only remain silent while observing the face of the little boy in front of him. So good at saying as an adult, that Pras forgot that the child was five years old.

"What does it mean to pay mommy like that? I really like living with Daddy and I don't want to be separated anymore." Arlo's still chiming in.

"Did Grandpa ever think that Daddy was unhappy with Grandpa's decision? Arlo was a kid, but Arlo knew which one was pretending to be happy and happy" Arlo said.

"Who told you to call me Grandpa? You are not my grandson," said Pras still not withered.

"I'm Daddy's son. Daddy admitted me. Arlo only respects grandfather as Daddy's father, but it seems grandfather is too hard to accept that." Arlo answered again until Alin was shocked to hear it. His son really became someone different.

The frown on Pras' forehead is getting more and more visible. Why is that kid similar to Daniel who always defies?

"Arlo, don't be. That's not good" Alin recalled.

"Mom, Arlo just answered. If it's not true, shouldn't it be offended?" Arlo glared at his mother. Alin was silent.

"Grandfather, if this is Grandpa's way of not losing Daddy, grandpa's wrong. It's precisely this that keeps daddy away from grandpa," Arlo said. While Pras there still refused to speak.

"Arlo knows what it's like to lose. Arlo even for years without a father, Arlo is also often ridiculed for not having a father. But Arlo is very happy there is still a mommy who always take care and love Arlo until now. And at this time, Arlo has met daddy––Arlo not ridiculed anymore. Don't separate us, Cake. Arlo loves him so much" explained Arlo long and wide.

While Pras was there just mute but his gaze did not switch from Arlo. The little boy thinks too much.

Pras observes the interaction between the two. Over time there was the sound of a door being forcefully opened from outside. Pras looked over and found Daniel standing there. It seemed to be in a hurry because it saw his steps that were not in rhythm.

Daniel stood up with a sigh. He got information from his assistant that Pras was visiting the apartment. Because Daniel was worried that his father would do something to his son and his girlfriend, he rushed from the office to his apartment.

"Why did Papa come here?" cynical Daniel. He looked at his father who was sitting quietly.

"Daniel, sit down first." Alin tries to give understanding. He does not want to ruin the atmosphere.

"What does Papa want to do again? Why is Papa never satisfied?!" snapping Daniel.

Pras was silent when he was yelled at.

"Daniel," Alin's great-grandson was afraid that Arlo would see the quarrel.

Daniel stared at the little boy in front of Alin. Then he approached and held Arlo on his body. Look at the father who is still silent.

"He's Arlo, my son. My flesh-blood. And Papa won't be able to keep us apart until whenever it is!"

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