Young Master's Small Wife
15

After I felt much better, I decided to go out to see Mr. Amar.

Because I think it's late and mom must be worried about me later.

I saw Mr. Amar sitting in front of the room where his wife was being handled.

"Excuse me, sir" I said, breaking his daydream.

"Ah, Trainer. How are you doing?" ask her and let me sit down.

"I'm feeling well, sir, and I'm going home. Because it's too late to be afraid my mother is worried, because she's just alone with my sister." I explained.

"Well, where is your father?" ask again..

That question made me remember what happened 2 weeks ago.

"Yes..., you died 2 weeks ago, sir. " answered me with a duck.

When I was stuck in my head, there was a look of shock on Mr. Amar's face.

"Oh.., sorry. I don't know" he said.

" Ahh, it's okay sir, if so I pay you to go home" I said.

" I'll take you, come" he asked.

I refused because it was late, but he urged me on the grounds of wanting to send him to thank me for helping his wife. How else than being a problem I accept it.

On the way he had told me, that his wife had just returned from America.He came home because he got a call from his son that he had found the person his wife had been looking for. And that guy works at the restaurant where I work.

I was stunned, and thought who that person was. Ah maybe someone else right at the Resto I only know Ana and Bagas only.

The car stopped and I rushed down with a thank you earlier. And what I did not expect was that Mr. Amar said that if he and I met him, I was asked to call him Father and not as master,the reason being that he had long wanted a daughter but had not been blessed all this time, as a result he wanted to think of me as his own child.

"Ah, Trainer. Waita minute. " Say Dad means Mr. Ama, when I turn around to open the gate.

"Yes sir.., uh dad" I replied a little awkwardly.

"May I ask for your mobile number?" ask her by handing over her phone.

"B... Can." I replied by taking his phone and entering my mobile number and then returning it after my number has been saved.

I also replied with a nod and a smile. Then enter after Mr. Amar's car drove through the night wind.

"Asallamualikum.." I said by opening the door.

"Goddessam..." Answer mom

"Why is it so late coming home, son?" asked the mother with a worried expression.

Finally I took my mother to sit down and told her everything including the wishes of Mr. Amar which I think is strange.

I understood my story and smiled..

"Thank God son, you met the right person" said the mother who made me even more confused.

When I will express my intention to ask but mom is in a hurry to tell me to rest on the grounds that tomorrow must get up early so as not to be late for work.

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This morning when I was leaving for the resto.

Dert dert...

🎶...His coge kucepko

negasintero

nowoni thenkoceka

Nomoola saranghe

there was a song from a Korean band (Wanna One) that I deliberately put as a ringtone. Before the song died I picked it up immediately..

"Good day, with Miss Ratih Dyah Parsla? ". Ask someone from across.

"Yes my own." I reply.

"Sorry to interrupt his time, but Mr. Amar would like you to meet him at the Hospital now. This is about the condition of Mrs Dahlia as the wife of Mr. Amar." he explained.

"Well I'll be there soon" I replied, and someone thanked me and turned off the phone.