
"Ma, why don't we take Papa three?" matty said as the elevator they were riding on opened the door. Ji An spontaneously looked at his son.
"Good idea boy." replied Arthur smiling, peeking at his son's cheek at a glance. Arthur turned to look at the silent Ji An.
Arthur exited the elevator to his study room at the hotel. Ji An who was still in his daydream only followed the steps of Arthur who was still holding their son.
"This is papa's workspace?" matty asked as Arthur sat down on the sofa in front of his desk.
Ji An had only realized where they were at this moment. He was sitting on the sofa next to his son, his hands tinkering with a cell phone trying to contact someone who could give him the information he wanted, but the phone was off. Ji An tried it again but it was not connected.
Finally he left a message because it looks still online a few hours ago. Arthur looked at Ji An who looked preoccupied with his phone with a stern look, What is more important than his phone.Arthur's mind, but Ji An's eyes looked anxious, panicked and sad. Subconsciously Arthur saw Ji An rub his face many times while sighing.
"Mama Why?" ask Matty who knows the mother if her mother is agitated at this time.
Arthur only sharpens his hearing to find out Ji An's answer when asked by his son. He pretended to concern himself with flipping through the file of the report.
"What a pity, sorry to make you anxious, thank you for watching mom, not like someone." Ji An replied smiling sweetly as he rubbed his son's hair.
Arthur gasped at the feeling of being insinuated with those words. He spontaneously stood up from his seat.
"Let's take you!" arthur's spontaneous hand-pull was rejected by Ji An, as that was not his intention, he just wanted to be allowed to go with his son.
"No. Just let me go with my son." replied Ji An managed to release Arthur's hand.
Arthur looked at Ji An coldly and turned to look at Matty who was confused by his parents.
"With me or not at all. You heard earlier, my son wants us to go together." Arthur smiled a grin.
"The art...."
Drrtt ..drrrtt. Ji An's phone rang, he glanced at his phone screen and the name of the person he was waiting to contact. Ji An looked enthusiastic. Ji An looked at the two meaningful people in his life who alternated with curious gazes at the two.
"I. I. go to the toilet for a minute."
"In the corner of the room." cried Arthur pointing towards the corner of the room.
Ji An actually wanted to leave the room with the reason to receive a call on her phone but because of the reason that was spontaneously spoken in her mouth. The call eventually died. Arthur just stared at Ji An's movements that looked wrong. And make Arthur more curious what really happened to the woman who became the mother of his son.
"Sounds there's something you need to finish?" arthur asked to see Ji An confused because his cellphone call died when he had not had time to answer when he looked enthusiastic when he received it.
"Let me take my son home Art?" pinta Ji An glared with a pleading gaze.
Arthur was speechless looking at Ji An full of question marks and pity as well.
"Go, get your business done! Let Matty be with me, it's much safer. We will wait for you here." said Arthur who saw Ji An's face was initially happy but returned sad because he was still not allowed to bring his son.
"But..."
"If you don't want my business to go, we'll wait for you until you come back" Arthur said, again not accepting rejection, Arthur sat back in his chair pretending to be busy again with his report files. Somehow his chest felt tight as if it was squeezed after saying that sentence.
Ji An follows in the footsteps of Arthur, who looks foolish and indifferent to him, and, somehow his heart breaks to see Arthur's weakness when he wants to tell all the problems but Ji An feels that between them there is no relationship other than their son.
And Ji An is afraid to express his feelings if it turns out that Arthur may have someone to replace him even though when he first met Arthur said that he was looking for himself everywhere but never found. Ji An let out a long sigh, turning to look at his son gently, touching his son's shoulder.
Ji An turns to Arthur's desk, who is serious about his job.
"I. Tipped Matty, thank you. I'll go first." Arthur just nodded not looking at Ji An at all.
Somehow it makes Ji An disappointed and sad, he still loves the man in front of him never once forgot him all this time. Ji An's phone rang again, he immediately picked it up after being outside Arthur's room while heading for a special elevator.
Arthur let out a heavy sigh, he wanted to go berserk venting his frustration but he could not do it in front of his son who was busy eating and his toy tablet that Arthur prepared so that his son would not get bored with him.
Arthur looked at his son sad, his heart was tight and sick to feel the loss of his woman who had been waiting for him all this time. Why don't you open up to me? Am I that unbelievable to you? Arthur's mind patted his chest that felt tight.
Tok tok tok tok
"Lake in!" arthur said after controlling himself because of his feelings.
"Master, call me?" replied Zein bowing her body.
"Have some people follow Ji An, report everything he does anywhere and anything!" tell Arthur while glancing at his son who is still focused on his tablet which means not listening to his words to Zein.
Arthur did not want his son to think about why he asked his man to follow his mother.
"Good sir."
"And... Have you found out about her background?" ask Arthur again.
"It's not complete sir, a lot of awkwardness in the background, but I'm not sure yet. If I'm sure I'll tell the whole thing to you later."
"Hurry now!" arthur said impatiently.
He was already very curious about his female background, he used to have someone investigate his background but found nothing. Now he said there was something strange about the woman that made Arthur curious.
"Okay sir, I'm stepping down." Arthur nodded, he covered his face with both hands, rubbing it roughly.
'What exactly do you want to hide from me? arthur whispered, again he rubbed his face rough. Restoring his hair, leaning his body that feels dizzy. She massaged slowly the middle of her nose which felt throbbing.
Is this as hard as getting yourself? Arthur's mind again sighed, sighing long and heavy. Staring at the ceiling of his room, Ji An's sad face was seen before him. I still love you, only you.
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