The Secret Child of the Ceo

Ep 40's

Two days have passed, though, and Aira is still hospitalized at the moment Michel and Mark are accompanying the little boy because the constant fuss keeps the two stay on the spot while Vita and Mahendra are at home to keep up Aidens. They do not invite Aiden because they know for themselves the bond of the twins is strong enough that Michel does not want Aiden also to be sick and feel the sadness of Aira.

Michel could not go anywhere, he just lay on the hospital bed accompanying the child who did not want to be left behind.

“sayang mama to the canteen first yes, mama want to buy food for papa Mark can ya?” michel's permission on the child.

“no, mama here aj” whining the boy held the mama to not leave.

“Yes Michel I've been looking for food, what do you eat?” break up Mark in the end.

“What aka kak” Michel replied while looking at the man who was standing on the left side of the Aira bed.

“What do you want to eat, papa?’ Mark brought himself closer to Aira.

“Can you eat another?” the boy asked with a sparkling look because for two days he had only eaten hospital meals.

“Boleh, except ice cream” said Mark grinning as if he knew Aira would ask for ice cream.

The boy immediately pouted,

“Pizza can?” he looked at the hope of his mother's sister.

“by dong dear, yes already papa buy Aira here first do not be naughty. Don't fuss, baby pity mama, mama tired later” said Mark told the boy. Aira immediately nodded Mark rubbed the girl's cheeks.

“Means Aira has been mengingan kak?” ask Michel.

“Iya, then brother go first huh. Later if there is a co-worker brother who came here just say that I still buy eat”

“Working partner? Who?” michel looked suspiciously.

“Brandon, you know Brandon right. My business partner at Roche.”

“knows, itukan” mongrel

“Hahaha yes, indeed he once combated you.if he is so again you just tell me let me teach the man a lesson” Mark said with a small laugh.

“Papa hunted, Ira's stomach sounds like someone is asking to eat in it” joked five-year-old boy who was lying in the hospital bed.

“Iya dear, papa boy gearsin terribly sih” petrified Mark with a smile and immediately walked away from the room to buy Aira and also Michel food.

“Today why Aira is spoiled so dear, pity papa Mark right.he must come take care of Aira even though papa again works dear” said Michel to his son after Mark left.

“Kan I also want to be paid attention to the same mom papa papa, because papa Aira same Aiden does not exist as papa Mark aja here.” said the boy made Michel speechless.

“I see temen, often stories about mama papanya nemenin they sleep continuously if they are sick nemenin too. so I also want to do so.not wrong ma” continued Aira, continued Aira,

“not really dear, Papa Mark is my brother mama.dia papa you are also” shriek Michel while hugging his son.

“Papa native Aira there over already calm ma ya? Until not entering the dream Aira” oceh the boy again discussed his biological father. The two twin boys already know that Mark is not their father but the brother of his mother.

Michel couldn't answer, he clutched his son tightly. His eyes turned wistfully, a single tear escaped from his eye patch.

“maafin mama darling.maafin mama” her inner cry bitterly for having to lie to her two children.

Aira's outpatient room door suddenly opened, automatically making Michel who had closed his eyes while hugging the child immediately opened his eyes when he landed the door of the open room. His eyes instantly widened when he saw who was coming at this moment.

“want are you here?” ketus Michel was not friendly. Who else would have come up with such a serious question if it wasn't Gibran.

“Who ma” asked Aira and directly turned her body.

“I asked what do you want here?’ michel and pulling his son into his arms did not allow the child to see Gibran and he did not want Gibran to see his son either.

“To visit Mark's nephew, let alone me here if not that” replied the man casually, he who was already standing next to Aira's bed noticed the frightened Michel he saw the hand that was hugging the little boy tremble without the woman noticing.

“Hai dear..beautiful child whose name is?” gibran asked Aira, who turned her back to be hugged by Michel.

“Mama last, Omnya ask me” said the boy asked to be released from the arms of the mother.

“Aira Om,” reply Aira who has been released his embrace by the mother.

Gibran smiled looking at the adorable sperm girl, the boy gave a plain smile typical of children.

“similar to mama as she smiles.” Inner Gibran, her eyes glazed over seeing the boy in front of her who was very similar to her mother when smiling.

“Om who? About your mommy?” ask Aira to Gibran.

“Name Om Gibran dear, Om friend Om Mark”

“papa Mark means kan” said the boy revised Gibran's speech.

“He meant by that,”

“You pinter once anyway,” Gibran said and will hold Aira's head but Michel held his hand.

“why?” tanyanya cold.

“Do not touch my son, he is sick” Michel replied reasoned.

Gibran took Michel's hand out of his, ignoring Michel's words. He rubbed Aira's head..

“you pinter once anyway, Om so want to have a child like you” said Gibran at a glance he looked at Michel who was increasingly anxious about his words. He could see the female's uneasiness from her unsettled eyes.

Michel got off his bed, and he walked over to Gibran.

“you can come out, you're here to see my brother right.he's not here” said Michel and pulled Gibran out. But Gibran immediately hit him.

“you didn't hear I was here to visit your son not to meet your brother”

“And now you've been to see him, so get out now. My son needs another break” Michel pulled Gibran out.

But for the second time Gibran also hit Michel's hand..

“Until when is the big lie you cover, you have no pity on your two little angels” Gibran said staring intently at Michel.

Degs..

“Ma...what do you mean?”

“You think to yourself, you turned out to be a selfish woman. I don't think you're like that, but what's the cynical power of” Gibran grinning past Michel. He walked over to Aira who was on the bed. He invited a chat the boy ignored the frightened-looking Mcihel.

His eyes were red and his hands were shaking violently.

“Ngak. No way he knew” stuttered his lips also quivered he looked at Gibran who was just casually talking to the child.

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T.B.C