THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)

57. Kids can't follow

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“Small girl, this is not a thing that can be decided with you like or do not like.” whispered Reksa slowly. Too bad, Ningsih who saw the gelagat did not release it.

“It's very good news.” then he laughs full of energy. The King's own face beside him was no longer grim, his eyebrows were straight. The king was certainly successful. Initially, as good as Arina was, the King still did not like this way. But since Sera said she liked it, the King did not intend to argue.

“Mother.” Muta called out, reminding Ningsih while gnashing her teeth. Too bad, that woman hasn't felt Mutual's anger. In Ningsih's eyes, Reksa was still his stepson who could do nothing.

Mutual himself felt what it was like to have a stepmother. He did not want Sera to feel the fatigue he had experienced.

“Think again, taking care of the child alone, even if you can, is not as perfect as taking care of with a pair of mothers and fathers. Look at you now. You might think Mom used to be fierce and strict with you, but you could be the big guy you are now and have a daughter as beautiful as Sera.” This time Ningsih had no problem praising Sera a little. “Now don't even treat Milwan harder. So you do not need to think about how Sera in the future with the presence of Arina– for example.”

Mutual could not bear to hear the words full of nonsense that Ningsih said. But everyone in the room was enlightened. It is true that a hard education fosters a mental steel. The king himself who had been silent since then began to laugh, could this be the right way? Perhaps his guilt had diminished by hearing that.

“No need to rush, you can acquaintance first. Don't you? I support your relationship. Mutual, son, how about you drive Arina home later?”

****

In the car it was quiet and tense. Sera felt like she had done something bad. Suddenly he had the impulse to say that, strangely, he had no regrets. But surely he should accept his Papa's talk.

Hm, Papa is nice. Getting scolded a little is okay.

The little girl glanced from the end of her eyes towards Arina who was sitting beside her. The woman sat up straight with a face expression like floating–think out of nowhere.

The mutual driving in front was immersed in his own thoughts. His face was not as stiff as before, but there were still unpleasant eve.

After passing through the silence in the car that felt so long, the three arrived at the villa. Muta had no time to drop Arina off, so she got down and called the driver to replace her.

“Sera.” Call Mutual.

Sera gulped and followed Mutual into the study.

Counted this the first time Muta was so emotional towards her daughter. Although his face and attitude were ordinary, it happened in his heart. As usual, Reksa brought Sera to sit on the sofa.

“Papa give you a chance to say.”

“Nby the way..”.

“What aja.”

Sera blinked a few times, her eyes landing in any direction before staring at Reksa. “Kak Arina who I like the most among others.”

Reksa's intention to give an opportunity is for Sera to give a reason, in order to defend herself. But why would his daughter even defend a foreign woman he had only known for a few hours? Muta took a deep breath before she choked. Seems like there was something strange about Sera's words just now?

“...From the others?” Mutual repeats that sentence. “What do you mean?” does that mean there are other candidates?

Already so far, Sera no longer bothered to hide. He recounts his activities with his two new cousins, as well as Sera's confusion all along. He finally came to a conclusion.

“You...,” Mutual holds his throbbing forehead. His dizzy mind was transmitted all the way to his head– in a physical sense.  “You want to help Papa find a wife?”

Sera blinked a few times before rushing to correct. “Sera help filter, Pa. During this time women who are just as close Papa are always lacking, right. Sera feels Papa will not get married if Sera does not like them.” the little girl took a deep breath. “Sera just tell Papa Sera's taste... but want or not Papa, that, how Papa.”.

Of course, Mutual said in his heart. There was no way she would directly date–marry the person Sera chose; if she did not like. The problem is, Arina is included in her favorite criteria. With Sera's approval, Mutual felt this time it was possible….

“Or..” Sera's voice breaks her reverie. “Papa want Sera find another one?”

“....” The mutual inhales and throws it away slowly. “Sera.”

“?”

“Denger Papa, yes. This is not a worthy thing for you to do.” said Reksa slowly. Could it be that he was too loose on Sera and less harsh all this time?

“Papa's business, especially about this couple, you can give advice and so on, but meddling like that in front of the family things you can't do.”

Sera silently listened but in her heart she felt unwelcome. Muta read the look on Sera's face and immediately knew the contents of her daughter's mind. He breathed another long breath.

“You get into the room. This month, no games on tablet.”

Sera sat down for a while and then stood up and turned–out from the workroom of Reksa, the little girl went straight to her room and closed the door tightly without saying anything.

Muta rubbed her hair slowly and decided to take a shower, forgetting the events of today for a while.

That morning after the morning run, Sera saw his Papa car that was used to leave for work had driven out the gate of the villa. Sera stood still for a moment in place before going inside with a grim face.

“Nona, Sir has departed.”

“Em, Sera knows.” said Sera flat and went straight into her room to get ready. In the evening when Reksa came home, he saw that no small legs were running to greet him.

“Nona finished dinner and prayer isya, do not leave the room again. Want to go straight to sleep he said.” Bi Sri was also astonished, Sera's normal sleeping hours were usually nine past thirty. But it's still eight o'clock, the little lady's asleep.

Mutual just nodded and went to the room.

Finish the shower, the Mutual cell phone rings. He picked her up and immediately became preoccupied again with his work, forgetting his problems with his daughter.

At two o'clock the Mutual finished with his paperwork and went to sleep. Since there was an important meeting tomorrow, some documents that he had yet to lyricize had to be taken care of immediately.

Usually he leaves early in the morning; but because of this affair he leaves early.

It was also that made him not have time to meet and leave with Sera.

The rikuh state lasted three days, until Reksa finished with his work, then he could think about him and his daughter.

After the dawn prayer, Sera sat on the patio chair and tied her shoelaces; preparing for the morning run. At that moment he saw another shoe of a larger size placed next to him. Sera raised her face and saw her Papa put on the shoelaces.

“Why? Ngeliatin Papa is rich it.” said Reksa was calm.

“Oh.” Sera returned her gaze to her shoes. At the beginning of Sera's combat training, her father always took part in the morning run. But because of the busy work, Reksa does not run every day.

After not meeting for three days, Sera meets her Papa again. Somehow Sera felt her Papa's face look a little lethargic.

“Papa hurts?” sera asked trying as quietly as possible. But his expression was not hidden.

Hearing that, Reksa rubbed the top of her daughter's head. “Papa does not hurt.”

Sera looked at Reksa's pale lips. “Papa do not run with Sera.” said Sera seriously and stand up. Because their relationship was tenuous, Sera immediately went on the run without explaining the reason; making Mutual misunderstand.

“....” so I run or not? Mutual thought deep with a serious face. In the end he only did a short warm-up in front of the villa.

Upon Sera's return, she saw her Papa standing in front of the villa; and the little girl pursed her lips wryly.

“Papa sport?”

“Papa no sport, just a little warm-up.”

Sera's face wrinkled hearing that. Although the heating is light, the usual heating Muta is working in different classes. Sera said nothing more and went straight in.

When the little girl was ready in her uniform and sitting at the dining table, she saw the seat in front of her empty.

‘Maybe Papa has left for work’–like yesterday. Sera sighed in annoyance.

No, Papa shouldn't have left for work; papa looked weak and tired.he was about to call Joe, but stopped when he heard the door open.

He saw his Papa coming out of the room wearing a casual t-shirt and yangke pants.

Sera rounded her eyes. “Papa?”

“Em.” Muta sat on the dining chair, while passing by he fixed Sera's hair ties. “Sera want to leave?”

Although it was a silly question, but Sera still answered seriously. “Sera wants to go to school.” pause, “Papa does not work?”

“Papa left for work, but later a bit unfortunate.” since this morning Muta felt his body was not good. Since the urgent matters in the company were over, he could depart later than usual.

“Papa don't need to work today.”

“Huh?”

“Papa looks pale and lemes. If Papa works later Papa is sick how?”

“Hm. Papa knows.”

“So Papa left no, today?”

His daughter had been pressing like this, where could Muta possibly refuse?

“Yes, Papa won't be leaving for work today. Papa rest at home.”

Only then was Sera satisfied after hearing that answer.

After Sera left school, Reksa thought to do something. It was rare for him to have free time alone. Often he would spend time off with Sera, taking her to play and sightseeing.

It's just a mutual person whose hobby is working. Without Sera, Mutual immediately thought of something else. He remembered Arina.

Maybe he can solve that problem today?