Young Girl For Mr. Duda

All About Darren

Two friends who had not spent a long time together decided to meet at lunch. Equally busy, equally successful entrepreneurs. It's just that one is already rich from birth, different from the other, where he has to pioneer his career from zero.

Darren Aryan Gautama and Devano Brawirya, two best friends who are still in a good relationship. The friendship that has been established for quite a long time is not interrupted even though both of them already have family and busy with each other. Although their time to gather is not as much as before, but their relationship is still well established.

This afternoon, Darren and Devan decide to meet. Spending their time sharing with each other, things they have not done for a long time because of their busy lives. A miss? Of course they miss their youth, long for the memories of their youth.

They decided to meet at a European-style restaurant. Not only do they want to meet, they also want to have lunch together. Even for a moment, but the time they spent was precious to both of them.

"Wuih, the widower has arrived."

Darren rolled back his eyeballs. "You're the old one, Dev."

Devan sits himself in front of Darren. "Hahaha .. sorry."

Darren only nodded at a glance. They enjoy their lunch in silence, only the clanking of cutlery makes a sound. When they finished eating, they talked.

"You don't have any more marriage intentions, Dar?" That question certainly made Darren flinch.

He looked at Devan Nyalang. "Don't worry about you, Dev!"

Devan who heard the angry tone of his best friend sighed heavily. He just does not want Darren lonely later, even though the reality is already. Either way Cellyn will marry, the girl will not be in Gautama's residence forever.

"Huft ..."

...***...

Upon returning from the hospital, Cellyn immediately returned home. His steps were getting wider when he arrived home. He can't wait to rest his body and cleanse his body. It feels very tiring today, the patients are unstoppable in number.

However, he still enjoys his profession. The profession that requires him to be concerned with the patient is not himself. Being a doctor also makes him have a deeper sense of empathy and sympathy. Whatever he was, if he saw the smile of his patients, his fatigue disappeared. Smiling because of their healing was the thing Cellyn liked the most.

"Cellyn, dinner, son."

Cellyn smiled thinly listening. He who was originally busy wearing various types of skincare stopped his activities when he heard Darren's voice.he glanced at the clock on the wall, it was dinner time apparently. Not wanting to keep Darren waiting, he decided to go downstairs immediately.

"Night, Pa," he said, kissing Darren's cheek.

"Night too, Beautiful."

Cellyn blushed at her father's reply. Ah .... This father is really very sweet to be a lover. Hahaha .. unfortunately Darren deserves to be a father to Cellyn.

Cellyn sat down in front of me. So, their positions are facing each other now. Without waiting for long, he took dinner for his father. It feels like Cellyn deserves to get married, doesn't it?

"How are you doing today?" ask Darren when they're over for dinner.

Cellyn nodded briefly. "Good buff, Pa. Just as usual, the number of patients exploded. What was that at the office?"

They are currently in the family room. This is, they usually do to enjoy time together when they can gather after a day of work. Not much, considering the two of them. But at least we have time together.

"Quite tiring" said Dad.

He chuckles slowly. "Lahun Papa mah paid off after watching a sports match."

"Pa ...," he said slowly while looking down.

"Cell, Papa didn't force you to get married quickly. Papa understands you're still comfortable on your own, but Papa is worried. How about if Papa leaves later you have nothing to take care of," explained Darren made him cry.

"Pa, don't talk about it," he said.

He could feel a warm embrace enveloping his small body. Cellyn knew this was her father's embrace, a hug unmatched in search of comfort. The hug that always worked made her feel safe. One day he would have to lose my place of refuge.

"Shut ... Already, now you rest. You still have to go to the hospital tomorrow, right? Shut ... Don't cry, sorry Papa for crying."

...***...

Darren breathed a tired breath. He glanced at the clock perched on his wrist, already at 10 p.m. However, all his work has not been completed. He wanted to quickly return home, seeing her daughter's sweet smile that made him remember the figure of the late Elena.

She knew this was wrong, and she always thought Cellyn was Elena. Paras Cellyn is very similar to Elena, plus Cellyn's properties are derived from Elena. It certainly makes Darren drift in his delusion and past.

Living with Cellyn sometimes makes him afraid to put more flavor. After all, he is also an ordinary man and a man who is not finished with the story of his past. The fear always arises when Darren feels lonely, maybe Devan is right he must return to find the mooring of the heart.

Not felt the time has shown at 02.00 wib. Darren sighed tiredly, finally his work was over already. He immediately cleaned up his things, he was already very tired. Dareen couldn't wait to get to her house.

His big feet walked into the house. His eyes glanced around the already deserted, the lights had already been turned off. He believes that Cellyn has been sleeping since, considering that his son has always slept under ten since long ago.

She cleansed her body before she decided to eat. He was hungry and now he can eat. If there used to be Elena who would wait for her to come home and prepare food, then now she did it herself. He couldn't have woken his son.

Darren, who was heating up the leftovers last night, was shocked by Cellyn's sudden presence. He stroked his chest looking at the appearance of Cellyn who was wearing white clothes and scattered hair, exactly a kuntilanak. He looked at his daughter for a moment and refocused on his activities.

"Papa angelin's cooking yesterday? Why don't you wake me up anyway? 'And I can masakin, Pa, '" said Cellyn accompanied by a sigh.

He never knew if the waiter in his house always put food last night in the refrigerator. If he hadn't woken up, he would never have known about it. He would never know if Darren always ate used food like this.

The woman sighed, choosing to turn off the stove and walk towards the refrigerator. He took out raw vegetables and chicken in the refrigerator. Darren remained silent, noticing what his daughter was doing.

"Udah, Cellyn. Let Papa eat this alone," said Darren softly.

Cellyn stared at Darren sharply. "No! Now Papa's sitting down, let Cellyn masakin. Coincidentally Cellyn is hungry too."

"Mending you continue to sleep" Darren said.

Cellyn sighed. "Do you know? Papa's hidden nature and always trying alone without a newin I know it makes me feel like a failure to be a child" he said.

Darren sighed. He walked up to his daughter, hugging her tightly. His hand moved rubbing his daughter's mane. Darren understood, Cellyn was only worried about him.

"Sorry Papa, huh?"

Seriate.

Sorry I'm sick:) Forced to take the scene at HPTT.