PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

Part 7's. Unwanted Meeting

I so contemplated my meeting with Mr. Lam, wondering what he wanted by trying to talk to me. Maybe just take away her guilt of not being able to acknowledge me as her daughter might. Or just want to ask the news, because she also met Mama, it sucks why I have to think about it.

I knew he was my father from the age of 15, when my mother told me that Papa was dead. Mama probably felt I was old enough to know the real story, to accept that life wasn't perfect.  I can't believe the person Mama said to be my father's uncle is actually my father. People who often bring gifts for me if they meet.

Did I accept it? No, I hated her at first, hated her for causing Mama to spend her own life, hated her for not admitting me to the world. But later after many years, my feelings become bargained, I don't know.I might consider it a sign of fate, or I then don't care anymore.

What's clear is that since I was 15, I didn't believe in love, and I didn't want to believe. I considered it a disease to be avoided, otherwise it would result in me suffering a fate like my Mama. Being stupid and willing to live alone for the sake of love...

I got to where I was buying my usual bread and cake again, in the usual mall I used to visit.

“Thank you for the cake.” Someone greeted me, I looked beside me. It turns out that aki handsome.

“Pak Derrick, thank you back.” I smiled at him. Does he know what my relationship is with Mr. Lam, I don't know I don't think so, there's no way the old man would want to acknowledge me as his son.

“Buy bread?” He asked sympathetically.

“Iya, Father also apparently.” I saw the tray of bread that was already filled.

“I didn't know Bu Anita knew Mr. Arnold Lam.”

“Not close, just know.” He looked at me, I said it quickly, there was a sense of annoyance in it. But my words don't make sense, if you just know him, there's no way the tycoon's taking me to lunch.

“Ohh.” He's stopped. “You know it seems that he was quite hopeful that you received his lunch invitation. At least talk to him. He asked a little about you, but I can't answer much because you're not an employee instead.” I didn't answer, what to answer. All wrong.

He looked at me and seemed to understand why the tycoon was interested in me.

“Leave it.” I want to end this conversation actually. I choose the bread I take.

“Even it seems he has a special call for you.” I grinned at him who was smiling. Wait a minute, do I think this Aki-aki I am Arnold Lam has a forbidden relationship. Bussyet.

“I have no special relationship. Don't get me wrong sir, it was a call ...call..” I stop not being able to talk anymore, there's no way I can say what my relationship is. He noticed me who stopped talking all of a sudden. “Already, it's complicated sir.”

“Very complicated seems..” It's up to him to guess what. It doesn't have any effect, it's more chaotic if he knows what it is.

“Iya Pak.” Justjust fine.

“It's Sunday night, by yourself?” He was still curious apparently.

“Hmm, I thought that Bu Anita had a family turned out to be single.”

“For me living single is simpler Sir. Couples are not a condition of happiness for some people.” He was silent with my words. So I switched the conversation by asking. “How many children has it been sir?”

“One, already 18 years.”

“Kalo street suspected Brother sister dong Pak. I thought it my lifetime father lhoo,..”.

“Yes most people think so,..” This handsome Aki-aki smiled and nodded understandably.

“The wife must be depressed must be young continue like Father, I bet his wife is also ageless.” She smiles.

“I agree single life is simpler.” Ohhhh? Widower, perch-walah. How can? What is not the struggle of the people in his office is a rich widower gini. Most of the people who call his wealth, he just accept it with resignation. My mind went everywhere to the front of the cashier. Ask the ugly for sure.

“Let me pay...”

“Ehhh no need Sir.”

“Ga pa-pa, you are a close person Mr. Lam, me and he knows for a long time.”

“I'm not his close person so don't have to. Seriously sir, no need, thanks in advance.” I'm sensi if you're a close person. Especially if you are told to receive kindness because it is associated with laopan. But he did not end up paying.

“You eat?”

“Hah? Eat?”

“Japanese Food in front?” He pointed to a Japanese sushi restaurant in front of us, I thought because he was not good. It doesn't seem polite, after all, it's just eating. If he can next year he needs advertising maybe he uses our services again. Calculate the loss in the brain.

“Hmm.yes already, can. But I paid. If not, do not want.” She laughs. Think of it as a dinner to foster business relationships.

“Many conditions when only eat.” I smile. “Ya okay fine. Don't tell me I'm stingy ya.”

“Where dare Sir.”

“Come on so.”