
"Young Master stop! it was a danger." shouted Icha and the driver simultaneously from inside the car who saw Clay running across the road.
This will not be good for both of them, if Arka and Andi know, of course they will be fired, then how the fate of the family they left, ah no, they are not ready.
"It's because of you!" snapped the driver at Icha who was clearly regretful on his face.
"I don't know, if Mr. Clay is going to leave," he replied softly.
"Ahk stop! we're taking care of the master now."
Clay, the little boy had already walked into the hotel, asked the receptionist about Cleo's room, but the attendant was reluctant to answer, as it was their visitor's secret, but the attendant was reluctant to answer, and Clay didn't have permission to meet first.
Icha finally catches up with Clay, still breathless, he crouches down in front of his young master "Master, let's go back, I'm afraid if your father knows, he's squatting in front of his young master "Master, let's go back, he'll be mad at us" Icha said.
Clay shook his head strongly, he didn't want to move from here a single step item, he had already decided to meet Cleo today and bring her home, meeting Aqella "I don't want to, I don't want to, I'm gonna go meet daddy!" reject Clay firmly.
Icha is still trying to seduce Clay with the driver's help, but this kid is too stubborn, he can't force it, and it's really troublesome.
There was no other choice, the driver carrying Clay's tiny body, even though this child continued to thrash him, he would not let Clay back up.
Cleo who had just returned, he saw Clay, and the boy looked very unhappy to be in someone's arms.
Soon, Cleo grabbed Clay and took him in her arms "do you not see this boy dislike being carried by you!" snapped Cleo.
"Sir, I have no business with you. Please return Mr. Clay to us" he asked.
Looking at Clay, the boy is seen shaking "Daddy I don't want to go with them" Clay's great-grandson pointed at Icha and the driver.
"You heard that, right? go and get my message across, Clay is with his Daddy" said Cleo, who accidentally pressed the word at the end of the sentence.
Icha and the driver just bowed limp, walking back to the car.
Why the problems in the families of the rich are so complicated, unlike their families Icha and driver, who only fuss over the issue of stock end of the month that is starting to thin.
Entering the residence suite room where Cleo was staying, placed Clay on the mattress, as well as his who was sitting next to his son.
"I don't know if my Daddy's so handsome" praised Clay, smiling at Cleo.
This is the fruit of this five-year wait, the loss of all that was precious, and now the most beautiful gift from God, the presence of a handsome little angel.
Unknowingly Cleo shed tears, moved by this unexpected encounter, especially when Clay always called him Daddy, this filled his heart that had been lonely.
The feeling of guilt, regret just burst into Cleo's heart, if he was stronger at the time and did not fall down with a crazy game, he said, it is possible that he will accompany Aqella through every process of pregnancy, giving birth, and raising Clay pleasantly, and he does not have to lose the beautiful moment.
But regretting for now is meaningless, now all Cleo has to think about is how she can bring loved ones back to her side.
"Clay.. Your name is Clay, right?" cleo asked, his voice trembling withstanding the sobbing.
Daddy's weak Clay, can't keep your mommy. Cleo's sorry in the heart.
Cleo carved a smile on her face, not thinking that her son was able to catch her expression "what if he replaced it with Clay Rodriguez? just like me, Cleo Rodriguez, we're going to be a compact father-son couple." Cleo suggested.
Looking up with a finger on his chin, Clay seemed to be thinking, until the next few seconds he nodded his head, a sign of agreement with Cleo's decision.
"Smart kid." praise Cleo, while doing a tos with Clay.
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Arka is infuriated by Icha's careless carelessness, and is easily fooled by the four-year-old, not to mention that they easily left Clay with Cleo.
Scattering the table, Arka looked up at the two people standing in front of her "I don't think you guys want to work here anymore,"
"That-we, mi-apologize sir," said Icha stammered brick, he did not dare to look at Arka, he preferred to stay down, avoiding the gaze of his master who was as sharp as a sword.
"Go away." throw out Arka, it's useless he was angry at Icha, after all his son was a smart boy, Icha must have been easily fooled by Clay.
After the departure of Icha and the driver, Arka picks up Aqella's phone which she keeps in the drawer, contacting Cleo.
"Hello," Cleo's voice across from which also faintly sounded Clay's voice.
"Give Clay back, I'll wait ten minutes from now,"
"That's not gonna happen, Clay's my son and he's gonna be with me."
"Don't fly too high, you're not an astronaut."
"So then I'll be an astronaut tomorrow." Cleo closed the call unilaterally.
"Brengs*k." said Arka, while slamming the phone to the floor, making the flat object fall apart.
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