
Rogelio cupped Paloma's beautiful face adorned with a number of wounds. After so many years, he was able to meet the young woman again. The daughter-in-law was full of joy. “My boy. What the hell happened to you? Where's Rafael?” the question without removing the close embrace of the body sembampai Paloma.
“Dia ..”
“Rafael who has done this against Paloma,” interrupted Sebastian, making Rogelio and Martin surprised not to play.
Slowly, Rogelio let go of his embrace. He directed his attention to the well-built man standing gallantly near Paloma. “Rafael?” Rogelio frowned in disbelief eyebrows. The middle-aged man was silent for a moment.
“Martin, take Paloma to see Matilda. The wound must be treated immediately,” Sebastian said.
“Good, Sir,” Martin said. Without lingering, he took the young lady out of the living room. Their destination was Matilda's place. As Sebastian, the deputy butler, said, arranged everything related to the servants there. Including drugs.
“What happened, Paloma? Why would Rafael Hernandez do something like this to you?” cecar Martin was full of worries.
“Because he's crazy,” Paloma replied briefly. Incidentally, by then they had already arrived at Matilda's place. Martin didn't want to ask any further. He perfectly understood the condition of the scarred Paloma. Maybe, there will come a time when Paloma will tell him everything that happened to him.
“Come in." Martin opened the door wide. Inside there, it looks Matilda who is busy arranging special shelves containing waiter equipment.
“Matilda. Mr. Sebastian asked you to treat Paloma's wounds,” Martin said.
Matilda immediately looked over. He was so shocked to see the miserable state of Paloma. “Jeez, what happened to you?” The middle-aged woman approached Paloma, then touched her face very carefully.
“Rafael Hernandez did it,” Martin's growl that instantly made Matilda go awry.
“So, what the waiters said was true,” hissed Matilda. “They said that Paloma was dragged and forcibly taken away by Mr. Hernandez,” he explained later.
“What? Insolent,” furious Martin again. Hearing Matilda's words, the handsome foreman's chest grew increasingly rumbling. I don't know where that anger came from. As forcefully as possible, Martin endured an almost unstoppable outburst of anger, so as not to let himself vent before the two women. He could only clench his hands tightly.
Meanwhile, Sebastian is still in the living room with Rogelio. “So, you are ...”
“Rogelio Gallardo's. I am Rafael's father,” said the middle-aged man.
“Rafael Hernandez?” Sebastian knitted his brows inexplicably. “Why are your last names different?” ask the owner of the largest olive plantation in Porcuna.
Rogelio did not answer immediately. The man with a neat appearance typical of the upper class earlier, looks uncomfortable with the question asked Sebastian.
Sebastian understands that. They don't know each other. It was only natural that the middle-aged man before him felt irate with questions that were too personal. “Previous, introduce. My name is Sebastian Cruz Castaneda. I am the owner of this place. Welcome, Mr. Gallardo,” welcome Sebastian, just melt the awkward atmosphere between them. Sebastian invites Rogelio to sit down again.
“Thank you, Mr. Castaneda. I just arrived a few hours ago from Chihuahua, Mexico. I've been looking for Rafael to Seville, but ..” Rogelio shook his head slowly.
“So, have you met Mrs Tatiana Vidal?” ask Sebastian full of authority.
Rogelio nodded languidly. He feels helpless. Almost six years passed, he did not remain silent. I don't know how many private detectives he has hired to help find Rafael and Paloma's whereabouts. However, it was Javier who was able to deliver results significantly. Then, when he managed to find their existence, it turns out that the owner of the largest pharmaceutical company in Chihuahua must face a reality that he had never imagined before.
“I've long been a business partner of Mrs Tatiana Vidal. To my knowledge, they have been husband and wife for a long time. I actually felt surprised, when Paloma came here and claimed to be the wife of your son,” said Sebastian still looks calm and full of charisma.
“Is Paloma still here?” ask Rogelio.
“Yes. There has not been a month he was in Casa del Castaneda,” replied the ruler of that magnificent place.
“I think, maybe you should ask yourself to Paloma. Stay here to relieve your fatigue. I'll have the waiter prepare the guest room. That way, you can talk freely with Paloma,” advice Sebastian. He made a good offer to Rogelio.
Rogelio did not immediately give an answer. The Mexican man seemed to be weighing. “I don't want to trouble you, Mr. Castaneda. I'll find the nearest inn from here,” subtly decline it.
Sebastian smiled warmly. The thirty-seven-year-old widower rubbed both palms. After that, Sebastian linked the fingers with an expensive ring decoration. She still wears a wedding ring to this day. “Why should you feel sorry, Mr Gallardo? I've heard your big name as the owner of Estrella Pharmacies Company. However, I never thought that you were the father of Rafael Hernandez.”
Hearing the name of the child again called, Rogelio looked riled up. The tired face that he had been covering up from earlier, it looked even clearer. Rogelio repeatedly exhaled a long breath. “He's not my biological son!” irked me.
“What?” Sebastian leaned over, to clarify the sentence Rogelio had heard earlier.
“I ...” Rogelio looked hesitant. “Rafael is the son of my best friend. When he was a baby, both his parents had an accident until he died. They had no relatives, so I took the initiative to take care of Rafael. However, it turns out this is how the child replies to everything.”
“Jadi ... Mr. Rafael Hernandez is ...”
“She is just a selfless foster child,” umpat Rogelio. The middle-aged man then fell silent and lowered his head deeply.
“Please first yourself, Sir,” advice Sebastian. “Fine, rest here. That way, you can also be closer to your daughter-in-law,”.
Hearing that, Rogelio immediately raised his face. “Does Paloma also stay here?” tanyanya enthusiastic.
“Ya, Sir. He ... stay here,” replied Sebastian doubtfully.
“Don't say if you guys ..” Rogelio widened his eyes, as if inadmissive.
“Oh, no. You don't get me wrong,” cut Sebastian. “He lives here and works as a waiter,”.
“Servant?” repeat Rogelio while squinting. A moment later, he threw his back onto the back of the chair. “Pity that kid. Throughout his life, Paloma was always hit by misfortune.”
Finished saying so, Rogelio kneaded his temple.
“This is all my fault. In the past, I forced Paloma to marry Rafael. I think Rafael is a good man and can take care of Paloma. However, he instead squandered and tortured the girl.” Rogelio shook his head slowly.
"It's okay, sir. Everything that happens in life is God's will. We can only try to do our best" Sebastian said wisely. "If you want, tomorrow we can take a walk around my olive grove. Coincidentally, the harvest time will soon arrive," the man bargained again.
"Oh, that's very interesting. Of course I would, Mr. Castaneda," Rogelio replied.
"It's an honor for me to host you here" Sebastian said.
"I am also flattered, Mr. Castaneda. Although, it is actually not delicious because it has inconvenienced you," Rogelio retorted.
"Don't worry, Mr. Gallardo. Enjoy your time here" Sebastian said. He turned his head towards the entrance of the living room, when Paloma appeared there. The wound on the young woman's face had already been treated.
Paloma immediately sat down next to Rogelio. "How are you, Dad?" soft sap. There is no visible opposition in the hazel-eyed woman, when confronted by Rogelio.
"I'm so happy to see you, son. Come with me to Mexico" Rogelio asked without further ado.