THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)

34. Dance with me, make me sway

Reksa receives a report from Wana and Shain that the three are on their way back to the villa.

He only received a brief report from Shain because the bodyguard was driving.

He read the report from Wana.

“Nona Sera says nothing and just sleeps while I hug the doll. I do not know what happened, Miss does not want to eat pudding and ice cream.” the contents of the report was just lacking the face of Wana who was just sad, thinking little Miss is very sad.

Mutuals can only ask Shain for details later. But seeing the quiet and unusual attitude of his daughter, there must be something going on.

Muta glanced at the woman in front of him expressionlessly.

The woman's eyebrows were gently curled, her eyelashes were pliable, long like the wings of a butterfly. His lips covered a small smile. His chin was tiled on top of his palm.

“I thought you'd be long?”

“Cecil.” says Muta without tone means. He warned the woman in front of him to explain what had just happened.

The woman was–Cecil, looking at the Mutual suit that slightly tilted her collar. But he did not think why Reksa was in such a hurry to come to his room (for whom). She just thought that Mutual looked sexy back then.

“So your son right? She's so sweet anyway.”

Mutual breathing long.

“I want to talk to him. Gemes I saw it. But he was just.” Cecil was silent for a moment and lowered his hand.

“I was moved....”.

“...” Mutual thinking of the worst possible. From the very beginning his instinct was to say that this woman in front of him was suspicious. I don't know how many women have come to his desk with cunning intentions.

Mutuals can enjoy, but he chooses the type of woman who has no ambition. The women were clearly eyeing what was under her feet.

Also thinking of Sera, and the busyness she has now, Mutual had not thought of enjoying any relationship.

The woman in front of him may be interesting, but serious levels are not yet in the Mutual dictionary.

Unfortunately, every time he suudzon, the fact shows that he was wrong about the woman in front of him.

He himself had a moment of doubt, could it be that Muta had already blunted his instincts?

“I said I like you in front of that little sister. I swear I slipped, I ended my joy at finally meeting your son. From there he became very depressed. I... I'm sorry.” said the woman in front of him slowly and in a weak voice. His eyes were staring at the floor. Muta could not see the amused glint behind that eyelid.

Sadness was implied on the woman's face as she again raised her gaze.

“Sorry. I–mau apologise to him.” Cecil was silent for a moment. “By right?”

Mutuals don't know what's going on. He intends to call on the team behind Cecil to reconsider their previous cooperation. But listening to Cecil's explanation, Reksa thought it was only natural that Sera suddenly glum when there was a woman who said she liked her father.

Muta's anger that was about to explode suddenly deflated like a balloon that ran out of air.

Muta sighed. “You know I am rich how.” The young lady in front of him had already been chasing after Mutsa since the very beginning they met. Mutual had already said clearly that he was not interested.

Cecil raised his hand, hinting that Mutual shut up. His movements were considered, making even Mutual himself not feel offended.

The woman's eyes curved like a crescent moon.

“I know what you want to say. I really understand. But people's minds change. Can not, you do not immediately push me far.”

“Many men younger than me are chasing you.”

But not as interesting as you. Cecil said in his heart.

Seeing Reksa's expression that was no longer as tense as before, Cecil knew he had succeeded.

“Eat yu?”

Mutual glances at the clock. He's been skipping meetings in the middle, Joe has certainly taken over. Before he entered again, perhaps he could accompany her for a while and herd the woman before him home.

“Ending over, maybe ngeteh for a while can.”

“Pelit ih,” Cecil pursed his lips.

“I call my son first."

“Oke.” Cecil smiled without the slightest bit of objection on his face. His tone was still as cheerful as before. The woman then played her phone while Reksa called.

Sera, who was still on the road, received a call from her father with a smartwatch in her hand.

The little girl immediately received a call, but said nothing. A lot of what Sera wanted to ask, a lot of what she wanted to express, but she was confused where to start.

“...Papa.” is finally just a weak call heard.

The mutual across listened. His heart softened instantly like a pudding hearing his daughter's voice. “Papa's coming home soon. Sera wait for Papa, yes?”

It took a few seconds before Sera answered still in the same lethargic tone.

“...Um.” Okay, he can still wait. Sera understands her Papa is busy looking for money for her and her school, and their life-lives.

He doesn't want anything. He just wants his Papa.

Sera also told the truth.

"Sera wants Papa."

Hearing that, Reksa laughed softly. "Papa is not an item, it cannot be bought. Hm?"

Hearing his Papa offer so, Sera refused.

“Cilung kalo gitu.” says Sera slowly.

Usually Reksa will not allow Sera to eat food sold on the roadside. This time, however, he could compromise.

“Yaudah later Papa buyin. Same what?”

Sera was about to answer, suddenly another voice sounded.

“Eh, I know loh, that nice peck where. I like it too. Not rich on the roadside at the sale. Clean bang.”

“...” Sera blinked a few times. The little girl suddenly felt angry. He certainly knew whose voice it was. Although the tone in use is different 180 degrees, Sera knows.

But why is his Papa even with that woman?

He faintly heard his Papa's voice.

“You know?”

“Yes, come later. I'm anterin.”

“Ok.”

In Sera's chaotic mind, she was like hearing her Papa speak softly to the woman. In reality, Muta spoke so because she was still chatting with Sera. He also did not want to scare his daughter.

The voice of Mutual then sounded again clearly.

“Let's Papa buyin huh? Good sera at home dear, yes?”

“Right so.” says Sera while frowning. Her chest felt heavy but the girl did not understand why and what. The girl's eyes reddened, she only knew she was feeling very sad.

“What?”

“Sera don't want!” the reply was said in a high tone. The phone then immediately broke up Sera.

The mutual in his room saw the call cut off, yet could only sigh deeply. She did not expect her daughter to be so angry. Son, your Papa is popular, so it's only natural that someone likes one, two people?

Mutual did not understand his daughter's worries at all.

“Sorry.” next to Reksa, Cecil who had been listening since when he looked up to look at Reksa. His gaze was a little bit dull. His face showed a sense of doubt and guilt.

“I..c-just want to share...ja.”.

Mutual knew Cecil was just too excited to hear Sera's voice - or so Cecil wanted Mutual to think.

“Gak nothing.” says Short mutual.

“We're ngeteh now then? Let me just buy the cilung?”

Muta sighed. “Oke.”

The two walked out of the room. The secretary who was waiting outside greeted the two before passing.

Some people started gossiping, telling me how much the two seemed like a compatible couple. Other than Shain, no one else knew what was happening. Jehan himself supported the couple who had just passed it in his heart.

Not only was Miss Cecil beautiful, rich, and had a strong background, she was also young. Jehan had seen how the woman helped a child who had fallen on the street before. Surely Miss Sera doesn't have to worry about stepmothers.

Mr. Reksa was also softer on Miss Cecil than the previous female guests.

Unfortunately, he couldn't interfere with that.

Cecil reviewed the sweet smile of feeling the stares around him. His heart was glad.

Little louse, wait for me.

Cecil of course likes a child, if the child emerges from his womb. He glanced at the side of Reksa's face. This cold man was so gentle even to the son of a servant that it was in fact the result of an accident.

How wonderful would it be if that gentle demeanor was spilled on the child of the woman he loved? Maybe it will be many times his affection?

Cecil was impatient with that future. The girl's hand held the Mutual's arm. The man only glanced, not welcoming but also not refusing. Cecil's smile was getting brighter.

Cecil just didn't consider one thing. He did not expect Muta would hold the words of a bodyguard over his words.

Right now, Cecil is on the verge of happiness.

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