PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

Part 11's. Where I'm 2

Soon someone approached me. I looked back, Mr. Derrick smiled at me. He wears a white polo collar shirt now.It's a good thing if he wears a polite shirt, if he still wears singlet shirts again, I can be sure my eyes don't know where to look, my cheeks will be like boiled shrimp on this dining table.

This man is 47, but how could he look 15 years younger. But looking at his food and his habit of exercising maybe I understand a little.

"Hungry already? Wanna eat?" He told me to eat and saw me holding a sandwich in my hand.

"I, I have to thank you to you, but I really don't know what happened last night." He sat in front of me and looked straight at me.

"Other times be careful going out with people you see you trust. Men last night put dope in your drink, that's why you can sleep more precisely fainted until noon this. Do you remember what happened last night?"

"I just remember you saying my drink was in medicine. That's not clear either. My memories just got there."

"The same way you got dope into your glass last night. Temen I also see, if you don't believe I can call my friend..." I really didn't think Marcello could get medicine into my drink. Why would he do such a despicable thing? Because I had insisted all along on refusing it. Actually I rejected everyone, not just him.

"I believe, just can't believe why he had to do that. But thank you Mr.”

"That's an office friend? Just a friend or you guys had a relationship before, or maybe I was wrong to bring you here?" I immediately shook my head.

"Ehm engga, I .. I did reject him, just considered him a friend, .... I think he accepted our status that would only be friends." I can only explain it to her.

"It turns out so." She smiled a little. “You want to make it a problem, report it to the police?”

“No.” I don't think there's any point in making a fuss.

“You beat him up?”

“Hah? Kick him?”

“I can arrange such dirty things. Because he has done wrong I guarantee he will not dare to report back.”

“Serem highly Pak.” He grimaces.

“Maybe it's easier to see what will happen to you if I'm not there.” Now replace me who is silent. “Just make sure you don't come out the same son of a bitch again, who is he? Topman? His position is higher so you don't dare?”

“If he makes the same problem you told me, I make sure he got a lesson.”

“Iya Sir, thank you.”

“Ya already, how about we just eat.” His face was more relaxed. Because he knows Uncle Lam he's good to me. “You can eat this, it's rather bland because the salt is somewhat reduced. But can use soy sauce.” He mentioned how he asked to cook chicken and fish. Well, however, boiled chicken and team fish, the taste is still the same everywhere.

“Sama at home also Mama cook it is rather tasteless anyway. Her great aunt can also cook like this.”.

“I taught him how to cook as I want.”

“Father can cook?” Surprise, even he taught his aunt.

“Can.” Cool too yes, rarely men can cook.

“Iya? Wow great. I can not Sir.. can cook Indomie with fried rice doang.” She laughs.

“I'm used to living alone, so everything should be able.”

“Ohh, used to be in Hong Kong do not live with parents Pak.”

“No I orphanage child. So everything has to be on its own... I've never met my biological parents, except from a piece of paper. But I have a kind-hearted family who adopted me so yeah my life is fine, not pathetic actually. Don't pity me.” I looked up to hear him tell a story.

“Ohh..” He opened up to me to explain his life story. Maybe he wants me to trust him, I'm surprised he's open to me. What is the reason.“Why are you willing to tell me? We've only met how many times we've met”

“I consider your Papa my Brother, he has helped me a lot. So just think of me as your brother. He asked me to help you if you need anything, so I helped you no particular purpose.” I kept quiet hearing his words. Uncle Lam asked him to help me if there was a problem. I'd like to say I don't need his help, but what happened today owes me a debt of gratitude forever to Mr. Derrick.

“Thank you Sir.”

“Already, do not hesitate, let's eat first. I've spoken to your mother, she knows the full story. Your car is here, so you can go home after eating. Your mama must be worried. And one more thing if you need help beating up your friend, just say it. Such a person must be beaten to know the taste.” He was trying to make the conversation comfortable then, his attitude was more like a father protecting his daughter I guess. I can only thank him many times.

The day ended unexpectedly, but the next day I had to face the reality of tomorrow, facing my friend who wanted to set me up.