
Gryson continued to grumble in his heart because the day he went through was very slow, even though he wanted to quickly go home to the apartment in order to spend time with his beloved wife, Filia.
Time, however, does not support it. Although it's been hours to get home from work, but he has not been able to go home because he still has to complete some important files for the meeting tomorrow. Gryson was in the building accompanied by his assistant, Alvin.
"Vin, after this, are there any other files?" asked Gryson who had begun to be upset because his work was not reduced.
Alvin who felt called by his superior immediately approached and looked at some files on Gryson's desk.
"No more, sir."
Gryson seemed to get a breath of fresh air after hearing his assistant's answer, he went back to check the files that remained a little more.
"alright. Bring some by you, I'll just do this one" he ordered, telling Alvin to return to his desk.
Alvin looked lethargic after receiving the orders of the superior, he had thought he could go home soon, but now he also had to help Gryson finish all the files.
"Accept ...." Alvin took the file in his hand and went back to the desk. He looked back and saw his boss smiling again. What happened to Mr Gryson? I heard that he had expelled Lady Philia. So, what's the reason for acting like that? ask in the heart.
Alvin is so curious about his personal life now. If he was the one who always knew the most, now Alvin already does not know much about the personal matters of his superiors. He also wanted to ask, he did not dare.
What exactly happened to Mr Gryson's household? It was impossible if he just moved his heart. Then, does this have anything to do with Miss Rachel coming home soon? inner Alvin while continuing to pay attention to Gryson from his room which was only covered in glass.
Gryson, who felt he was being noticed, turned to the assistant's room and sure enough, he saw Alvin in a hurry to retrieve the file, pretending to check it.
Am I overreacting? To the extent that Alvin kept looking at me, Gryson's mind. He stared intently at his assistant from his workspace.
***
At the apartment, Filia was not ceaselessly staring at the clock attached to the wall, or occasionally she looked at the door and hoped someone she was longing for would come.
"Night is getting late, but why hasn't Mas Grys arrived yet? Did he forget what he said this morning?" philia asked herself. He got up from his seat and walked towards the balcony door of the apartment.
A beautiful view is seen from the balcony of his apartment. Gryson did prepare the apartment on the highest floor, he knew if his wife really liked the view of the city from the top of the building.
The wind that was blowing on him felt a little cold because he only wore satin sleeping clothes. The long hair that is broken looks beautiful when exposed to the wind.
"Why am I such an affair, huh? Even though our marriage was registered in the religious and state courts," he murmured softly.
However, the hardness was stopped when someone suddenly hugged him from behind and made Filia squeamish in shock.
"Oh my God, Mom! You surprised me!" Filia held onto her thumping chest.
"Sorry, sweetheart. I've called you a few times, I've been looking for you in my room but I didn't find you and I thought you were here, so I came here and hugged you." Gryson again tightened his embrace.
Filia closed her eyes and began to absorb the warm air given by her husband. Very comfortable, her heart.
"Why come home late, Mom?" philia asked, closing her eyes.
"Sorry, there's a lot of work in the office. So I have to finish it first. Sorry for making you wait so long" replied Gryson without letting go of his embrace.
"Oh, I think you've forgotten what you said yourself." Filia turned her body and looked straight into the eyes of the husband.
Filia smiled when she received a sweet treatment from her husband. Although their age is far adrift, but in fact does not make the love in both husband and wife faded. The still unstable Philia could keep up with the grown Gryson, as well as Gryson who could understand if his wife was still in a labile age.
"really?"
"Hmmm, of course. You are the prettiest angel I have after Mama" replied Gryson.
Filia gave a crisp chuckle when she heard the husband's answer, whether since when Gryson was smart to change it.
"Mas, since when are you good at combating?"
"It seems that ever since you were present in my life. My world seems more colorful when it knows you."
Filia again smiled sweetly, she put her hands on Greyson's neck and slightly tiptoed to kiss his lips. "Thank you for accepting all my shortcomings, Mas" he said after peeping a glance at the husband's lips.
"I'm not as perfect as you think I am, baby." Gryson smiled and hugged Filia.
While Filia was enjoying her husband's embrace, she came to her senses and remembered that Gryson might not have eaten dinner because he had come home late.
"Mas, you've had dinner, haven't you?"
"Yet. After I got home from the office, I came straight here. Why?"
Filia let go of his embrace as she pulled Greyson slowly in, and they walked into the dining room. Gryson looked at some of the dishes that had already happened on the dining table.
"You eat first, yeah!" Filia began to take a plate of rice and side dishes and stored in front of her husband.
"alright. You alone, have you eaten?"
Filia shook her head and replied, "I want to have dinner with you, but I want to be fed by you."
"Wah .. wah .. wah .. wah ... has my wife started to get spoiled now?" Gryson seduces Filia by pinching her nose.
"Ish, it hurts, Mas!" filia said, shaking her husband's hand.
"You're funny when you're sulking like that." Instead of apologizing, Gryson even more teasing.
"Come, Mas. I'm hungry waiting for you."
"Alright, alright. Now we eat first." Gryson began to feed Philia while alternating with her. The two human beings are enjoying their togetherness with a happy atmosphere. Of course, there is nothing happier than being able to stay with their loved ones.
***
In another corner, more precisely in Gryson's house. Mrs Mona was staring at a picture of the child secretly visiting an apartment with a suspicious gurgle. However, that was not what made him angry, it was the woman he saw on the doorstep of the apartment that made him angry.
"Si*l, that jal*ng didn't really let go of my son! It turns out they're still in touch behind my back."
Lady Mona sends a spy to keep a close eye on Gryson's movements, suspecting the child's misgivings of not looking sad when Filia leaves the house and now suspicion is proven.
"Just look, I'm really going to separate the two of them with my own hands!" Madame Mona spoke as she clenched her hand, then tore off a photo of Filia.