Your love becomes my Canduku
Chapter 32
The sun slowly crept closer to the western horizon. The sky of London is still dark and dim. The heat of the air gradually warms. Gontai the girl's steps swept the courtyard of the mansion towards the gate.
The bright sparkle at the time of welcoming the morning sun is now turned gloomy at the end of the afternoon.
"Is Brother Sean so busy that he doesn't have time to open a message from me?" the difficulty until not felt footsteps almost through the gate frame. "Good afternoon uncle Baul..," he still took the time to greet the Security even though his face was not as bright as usual.
"Good afternoon too Alle, be careful on the road" he said. Baul can even capture the face of Allesya that is not as bright as usual.
"Yes Uncle," he replied limp helplessly like a robot lack of battery intake.
"Allesya,"
Swing legs stop. Raising your head from a down position. Look for the source of the firm voice that calls out to him.
"Master?" half a surprised mixed with wonder. What is it, the man with the status of the biological father of Sean Willson greeted him?
"Can we talk for a minute?" her door. Firm but polite.
Nodding in doubt, in response to Erick's request.
"Come in" the middle-aged man opened the car door and let Allesya in.
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In a cafe located in the heart of London. Allesya and Erick occupy one of the empty tables next to the glass wall.
"My name is Erick" introduced as an opening act this time. Don't forget the friendly smile on his face.
Allesya smiled faintly. "Yes sir, I already know your name. Master is Sean's brother's father" he said.
"Thank God you already know, so I don't have to tell you much" he said, then sipped his favorite black coffee drink.
"Sir wants to talk about what it is that brought me here?" not wanting too many pleasantries but still in polite mode, Allesya immediately asked something that had stuck his mind since then.
"How is Sarah," he asked. Surat-gurat attention, love, and regret immediately appeared on Erick's face when he mentioned the name of the Ex-Wife. Until now, the details of love for Sarah are still stored in the space of his heart.
A smile re-adorned Allesya's face. "Tante Sarah today smiles more and eats well. He even helped to tidy up my hair with a comb," the story enthusiastically read.
"It seems true that Papa said, that the existence of this girl brings a tremendous role for the healing of Sarah's soul," in Erick's heart confirmed Henry's remarks a few days ago. His heart also this time could not deny the admiration for the beautiful girl before him.
"Thank God" he answered with relief.
Honestly asking about Sarah's condition was not the only purpose she had to meet with Allesya. After his first meeting, Erick is disturbed by the curiosity about Allesya's background.
"Do you live with your parents?" Erick started to pry information.
DEG!
His previous effort to look calm seemed a little shaky. A question pop that slipped freely from Erick's mouth made Allesya a little nervous mixed with guilt. The shadow of Ingrid's threat instantly danced in his brain. He still remembered very well how mad Inggrid would be if his orders were not heeded.
"I live with Grandma Master" he replied as calmly as possible.
What exactly does Erick want matches from Allesya?
"My father has long since died, my mother lives with her new husband" though her answer is far from a lie but still anxiety covers her heart.
Erick grilled and then relaunched the lips of the coffee cup into his mouth to enjoy.
"May I know what your parents' names are Allesya?" ask the man who has eleven twelve faces with Sean. Still very handsome and dashing at his ripe age.
"Sorry," Erick said when he realized Allesya's residence seemed reluctant to answer his question.
"I'm sorry, sir" as well as Erick, the unpleasant feeling made him choose to say sorry.
Maybe for another girl, Erick's question was something that was very easy to answer, but not for Allesya.
The mature man with blue lens smiled knot. "I just feel like your face looks a lot like someone I know" she explained.
His smile made him a nervous scraper. Return to the cheerful mode that is always embedded within. "Really Sir? Maybe because my face is too market so many people have a face similar to mine," he jokes.
The sound of rustling was heard softly from Erick's mouth. What a sweet girl, so praised in the heart.
A faint smile still adorned his handsome face "Let's take a look at this photo, I'm sure you'll have the same thought as me," Erick proffered a photo that was clearly displayed on his phone screen.
Allesya's pair of round eyes were slightly patterned followed by the wiggly fingers covering her open mouth. It was as if he saw himself at a more mature age. The half-life of a middle-aged woman was very similar to her. From the color of the eye lens, the shape of the nose, face, eyebrows, hair color, to a small mole on the cheek.
Allesya even tilted his face toward the glass wall next to him, looking at the reflected level there. Convince yourself of insecurity. Maybe this time he has to admit the truth about the myth that humans have 7 twins in the world is indeed true.
"Sir.., who is he?" curiosity finally forced Allesya to ask.
"She was my best friend, but now lives in Paris. But usually, every year will come to England with her husband to visit the graves of her parents" Erick explained.
The brown-brown girl was oozing in response to Erick's description.
"17teen years ago, she lost her baby daughter."
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