
"real Pa. Alaiah. What's with that name? Why does Papa look so shocked to hear Alaya's name?" Vincent is quietly fixated without answering Alvero's question after Alvero says that the girl is named Alaya.
Larena.it must be you, it must be you... Alaya.... Larena, that girl must be our son, right? You even gave me a daughter without telling me that. Over the years, you must have experienced a lot of hardship because of my stupidity. Larena. I hope that until now it is true that you are still alive and give me the opportunity to make amends to you. Larena. I miss you so much. If you are alive, return to my side, Larena, I beg you.
Vincent said inwardly with a pushy look of eyes, with his lips that seemed to tremble violently.
"Pa...." A short call from Alvero makes Vincent aware of his daydream.
"Why pa? Is something wrong? Does Papa feel like someone is sick?" Hearing the questions from Alvero, Vincent immediately shook his head.
"No... That name is the name I want if Larena and I have a daughter. When you were born, Larena asked me what name I wanted for our child if she ever gave birth to a daughter for me. I mentioned Alaya's name." Vincent's eyes again glazed over to remember the beautiful and happy memories with Larena before the appearance of Eliana first.
"Alaya. Ah, if only my health had been better than it is now, I would like to go to Tavisha city now and quickly meet the girl." Vincent said as he moved his body with great difficulty to be able to sit on the edge of the bed.
If it is true that Alaya is a noble sister, it means that it is one of the strong reasons I can think of for now, why is it that her majesty is not allergic when coming into contact with Alaya.
Deanda said with a smile in her heart. Somehow Deanda felt a little relieved because of that.
After they married, Alvero insisted on always finding excuses and postponing his plans for treatment and consulting on allergies he suffered, if in contact with women. Deanda longed for Alvero to live a normal life like other humans, but if not Alvero's allergy, only to one or two girls other than himself, there is a sense of unwillingness in Deanda's heart, Deanda said, because it was as if one of the two girls had an important position in Alvero's heart, other than her.
"Papa should calm down. Tomorrow I'll take care of everything. For tonight, Papa better rest first." Hearing Alvero's words, Vincent nodded his head.
"Ok then Pa. Please rest. We'll meet again tomorrow. I promise, we'll sort this out so as not to drag on." Alvero said goodbye to Vincent before ending his phone call.
Once Alvero had ended his phone call with Vincent, Alvero immediately searched Enzo's name in the contact list on his phone and made a call.
"Just talk about you! Am I the only one who needs new help looking for you?" Alvero protest made Enzo who was enjoying the atmosphere of the night on the Renhill beach with Melva who was looking for inspiration for his painting, laugh.
"Aih aih...has our Gracetian king really forgotten himself? If anyone dared to say such a thing about us before you got married, I would definitely beat up and teach such a person's insolent mouth a lesson. But since marriage, you really are like a person who no longer has time for your cousin." Enzo's words made Alvero lift one end of his lips, forming a grinning smile.
"You can talk like that because you're not married. Try you already feel how good it is to get married, you will definitely not dare to say such a thing to me. Try, give Melva your phone. Let me be the Gracetian king who proposed to the girl for you. So that he can no longer refuse you." Hearing Alvero's words, Enzo hurriedly moved away from Melva, worried that Melva had heard what Alvero had just said.
Damn, why is it so hard to hide something from this one king. How did she know that I was with Melva now?
Enzo said inwardly as he glanced at Melva, and breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he saw Melva looking in focus looking out towards the sea.
Alvero himself could tell that Enzo was with Melva because before Enzo greeted him earlier, Alvero could hear the pounding waves and the voice of a woman who told Enzo that today the sky looks bright, it would be great if he brought his painting tools and painted them.
"That's right. I want everything to run naturally without coercion. It's not like you forced Deanda to marry you one thousand ways. Use all the means you can to trap a plain girl like Deanda." Enzo responded to Alvero's words while shrinking his voice, so that Melva would not not listen to his current conversation with Alvero.
"You're this...." Alvero said as he got up from his seat and slightly moved away from Deanda so that Deanda would not hear what Enzo said.
Deanda herself was busy alone, thinking about what was really going on with her body this time around, why she felt something strange about her. While thinking, Deanda laid her body on the sofa with her head leaning against the armrest of the sofa, because her waist again felt a little sore tonight, he said, even though it has been more than a week he did not do strenuous activities, let alone practicing martial arts.