Tomboy's Wife the President

Vienna Secrets (Part.1)

Nine years ago.

In the afternoon, it might be counted as the saddest afternoon for the Zayn extended family. When all humans on earth expect twilight that spouts bursts of beauty, another is felt by them.

Tears fell rapidly along with the sound of crying that echoed in the big house owned by the President. Some people seemed to pat the shoulder of the great Master, Father of Aarav. But no one knew where the little Young Master was hiding his grief-stricken self.

It's Mrs Zayn's funeral. All colleagues from the famous company certainly came to give condolences and help the Great Lord strengthen himself.

While in the corner of that magnificent room space, a small child curled up with a stifled sob. Highlight the eyes that had felt sore even before there were circles of tears that fell on his cheeks.

Everything in the room seemed to bear witness to his profound sadness. What could have been done if those things were just speechless, it did not at all fix the suffering that was felt in his heart.

He is the little Young Master.

The day the car accident happened, and took his mother's life. Leaving little Aarav as the sole heir to the wealth and honor of the Zayn Property Company. With his father and two small children. They are Rey and Rania.

Slowly her tiny legs began to step with a weak stomp, opening the door of the room. Looking at the incident that occurred from the second floor of the magnificent house.

“Mother..”, With a hoarse voice held back. His footsteps began to approach the stairs and came to a halt. Standing there with consciousness still remaining on his body.

“I won't come just to cry you, Mother. I'll make all your pending requests and wishes come true.”

That was the only word spoken from the mouth of the little Young Master, until he finally slammed the door of his room again and locked himself there. Storing his own grief without speaking to others who are trying to get close.

One month later, it was far from the sadness the little young master felt.

“Let me go, Father.”, strangle the little girl.While struggling to let go of her father's hand that gripped her arm.

With a giggling voice accompanying him he ran towards his Mother's room, entering in a hurry.

He was a cheerful little Viennese.

“Come say, Where are we going Mom?” his eyes demanded an explanation while tugging at the end of the clothes his mother was wearing.

“I know, one week ago had a fight with the boy.but it was all because He was bothering me.”, Whining, “Are we going to his house to apologize to his mother and father?”

Then the woman who had heard the babbling of her child bent her body, spelled the height of her little princess.

“We'll go see your friend.” The woman's voice sounded.

“Absolutely who is sick? What's that little boy?”

“Not.”

“What are my other friends?”

“Not darling.”

“Then who's Mom?” with an adorable expression Vienna asked increasingly curious.

Slowly the woman grabbed the hand of her little princess and held it.

“Listen to Your Mother. We're going to see your friend who lost his mother. That's why you should be nice to her.”

A smile poked out from behind the girl's tiny lips. He nodded his head slowly, signifying obedience and understanding what his mother said.

There were no more demands coming out of the small Viennese mouthpiece until the car carrying his family arrived at a large house, looking luxurious and majestic. Viennese politely followed the steps of his Father and Mother.

Go into the main room and sit on the sofa that was there. It was seen that a man was already waiting for their arrival while sitting on the sofa as well.

“You came to encourage me to come back to life?” I heard the voice of that man.

A faint smile expanded on his face, yet along with a hand that wiped away the tears. Vienna's father hugged her gently, patting her on the shoulder slowly. Tranquilize.

“Mbak Sarah must be very proud of your kink, Mr.” Dad chimed in the sobs heard from the man.

Where's the friend that Mom said earlier.

What friends, if all I see are the fathers.

I don't have any old friends.

The little girl's steps continued to stay away from the three people who were late in the atmosphere. Her tiny body went down every wall of that magnificent house.

Such a child, when walking through the magnificent house and found nothing but silence everywhere then not awe spoken, but complaints.

“Ck, this house is so strange, not a single one of my friends lives here.” Vienna pursed her lips as she continued down every inch of the house.

Complaint after complaint came out of her tiny mouth. With a lazy step to continue his body finally decided to stop right in front of the transparent glass wall that penetrated into the garden of the house.

The deg!

The little girl was glued to see a little boy sitting on a park chair with his back.

Curious, and felt his search had already paid off. Slowly his steps approached the boy very carefully.

Right beside the chair, Vienna stood with a sculpted body. Shocked when he saw the boy wiping away the tears that came out.

The girl's wiggles confirmed that there was another child sitting in the garden. There was no one but the boy and himself there.

She cried.

Right, it looks like this is the friend that Mother meant earlier.

How handsome my friend is.

Little aarav. He was the boy who sat wiping his tears, now he turned his body to stand right in front of Vienna. Watching her red eyes from crying.

For a moment there was not a single word coming out of his mouth, until Vienna was in front of him. Immediately emptiness and silence was felt in him.

“You must be a friend that Mom said.” Vienna brandished its index finger ensuring.

“I came to visit you, you know. Hahaha.” Neutralize for little Aarav to open his mouth to say something. But Aarav remained silent.

“Do you know how hard it is to find you in this big house?”, talk again, “If not for that glass wall, how do you know there is a friend who is as blank as you here.”

“Are you here to wait for me?” frowning.

It's so weird this kid.

He's very quiet.

Looks like I have to pinch first to talk.

“Why are you quiet? Can't you believe I was busy looking for you?”

The little girl chuckled with her own words. But actually a strange feeling was brewing in him, because only this time met a child who was so quiet.

He was mute so he couldn't answer my question.

What's really going on with this kid.

It is impossible for his teeth to crack until it is difficult to open his mouth.

"Brug!"

Aarav threw his body in the arms of Vienna.