Not Just a Milk Mother
Chapter 66
Allura and Arzan went home when it was noon. They were greeted by Madam Fika who was with the Star at the door. The middle-aged woman frowned slightly at the sight of the child who had gone home. Moreover, Arzan went home with Allura.
"Zan, aren't you working anymore?" madam Fika asked as the child stood in front of her with Allura.
Arzan scratched his non-itchy temple, he was trying to find a reasonable reason to keep his mother from getting angry.
"Mmmh .. it .. anu, Ma ...." In fact, Arzan stammered, he was unable to think of a reason that could be said to his mother.
Madam Fika was unable to say anything, the middle-aged woman was only able to shake her head slowly when she saw her son who was thinking of answering his question.
"That's it. Mama knows your reason. Now that you enter first, we have lunch together," Madam Fika's orders were immediately taken by Allura and Arzan.
Allura gave a small smile as she looked at the look on Arzan's face which showed a look of fear. Yes, the man was afraid his mother was angry for ditching work without notice.
After entering the house, Allura hurriedly walked towards the room. He needed to clean his sticky body before returning to carry the Star.
Lunch time has arrived. After everyone had gathered, they started eating their lunch. Allura kept baby Bi in the baby bouncer beside her, while she filled her already rumbling belly.
"Ra, how's your mom doing?" mrs Fika asked on the sidelines of their lunch.
Allura stopped her mouthful before answering a question from Madam Fika.
"Alhamdulillah, Mistress. My mother's condition is better" she replied with a small smile.
"Thank God, thank God that Bu Ani's situation is better" responded Mrs Fika.
"Ra–"
There is something that Arzan asked Allura a while ago. It's about Allura who looks a bit like Lord Darion. What else Arzan had glanced at the movements of Mother Ani who lowered her head this morning passed.
His father did know Adnan long ago, they were also good friends. However, Mr. Anderson does not know the ins and outs of Adnan's family. As for Mr. Darion himself, Mr. Anderson has only known him in recent years for business. There are no private talks there. Moreover, Mr. Anderson is not the type of person who likes to explore a family relationship.
Allura looked at Arzan who had taken a moment, he was a little surprised because the man did not continue his words.
"What's up, Mister?"
Arzan snorted softly as Allura again called him 'Master'. But for now, that's not what matters. Arzan again focused his attention on the girl sitting in front of him.
"Does your family have any special physical features?" asked Arzan suddenly. Madam Fika who was about to feed her food instantly came to a halt when she heard the question that Arzan asked Allura.
Allura herself simply fell silent and chewed her food slowly. He doesn't know what Arzan's question means, but it does make him a little bit hopeful that Arzan can help him find his way.
"I don't know, Sir. People just assume if I have the same iris color highlight as Papa. But I always feel ordinary. Nothing special," Allura replied as she lowered her head slowly.
Pause the case with Arzan who increasingly leaned his body so that he could more freely look at Allura.
Allura could only respond to Arzan's words with a smile, he did not know what to say. The conversation and lunch continued until it was over. Allura asked Arzan nothing more.
Arzan returned to the office after lunch, while Allura returned to the room to bring the Bintang to rest. Just as Allura was about to lay her body beside the Star, suddenly her phone shook. Allura glanced at the phone to see the caller ID. His forehead shriveled slightly as he did not recognize the incoming mobile number.
"Who?" muttered Allura while paying attention to the numbers listed on her screen. Doubt and fear dominated the heart of Allura, making the girl did not receive his call.
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Across there, more precisely in a room that was quite luxurious, a middle-aged man was cursing in annoyance. How not, he has tried several times to contact the number of someone he got a moment ago. However, his call was not answered by the owner of the number.
"Are you sure this is his cell phone number, Than?" mr. Darion asked his son, Ethan.
"Of course, Pa. I got it a while ago from one of his friends who works at a dress shop. In fact, he also pointed out the location of the rented house that is currently inhabited by Aunt Ani," Ethan replied seriously.
Yes, Mr. Darion immediately moved to seek information about Allura after he had briefly looked into the eyes of the girl he had hit a few days ago. There was so much curiosity that he asked his men to search for the truth. After the search was over, how shocked he was when his guess was right, Allura was the son of Adnan and Ani, the village girl he hated.
Not without reason Mr. Darion hates Mother Ani, but there are other things that also encourage his heart to hate the girl who is his own sister-in-law.
"Do you really know your aunt's house?" mr. Darion asked after hearing the words of Ethan, his son.
"Of course Pa. The rented house is very simple. Looks like my cousin can't afford a decent place to live for his mother" replied Ethan, showing a neatly lined up rented photo there.
Mr. Darion took a piece of paper proffered by Ethan, he noticed every corner of the picture.
It is fitting that all this time I did not find their existence, it turns out that their lives are better than before, said Mr. Darion when he saw the rented atmosphere that Allura and Ibu Ani occupied.
"I'll see your aunt later" said Mr. Darion before he left his study.
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