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This is mine too, right?

Two days passed...

That afternoon Alva returned home with a delivery by his assistant, Juna.

Because of his plan, Mona and Jonathan will invite the Yolanda family to dinner together.

Alva was unable to resist, instead she simply put a flat face on everyone. No exception to both of Yolanda's parents.

The woman occasionally invites Alva to talk when dinner is over. But alva only responded with the word "No" or just ber'hemmm' ria.

Mona and Jonathan, feeling uneasy, finally apologize to Yolanda and her parents. And hope to understand the attitude of their son only wayang.

Yolanda was only able to clench her hands under the table, smiling with a forced smile. In order to make a good impression both Alva's parents always approached him.

Although he did not know, he could one day be a roof with men as cold and haughty as Alva.

After dinner, Jonathan calls his son to meet him in the study.

Just like at the dinner table, Alva met her father with a face without any expression. As if I could guess what the old man was going to talk about.

Tok tok...

"It's Alva." He said before he entered the study.

And here they are, two men of different generations, sitting opposite each other. There was only a wooden table as a barrier between the two.

Alva budged, not wanting to open her voice first. Let the old man begin, and he will listen.

Jonathan looked at his son first, his face cut in half. Alva is young Jonathan.

"Al, just go ahead. Papa asked you to come here just to say. Please, please and please... Be kind to Yolanda from now on. Because now, his status has become your fiancee. And that means, she is the future wife of the Interracial successor. Your future wife Al." Said Jonathan pleading, even interspersed with emphasis in each sentence.

What is the reaction of Alva?

He just sighed softly, then smiled obliquely, as if what his father was talking about was not something important.

"Is that all you want Papa to talk about?" Instead of saying yes, Alva asked.

"What do you mean ask like that? Just so you know, Papa did all this, just because he wanted you to have a good impression in front of Yolanda and her parents. So do your best."

Alva grunting.

"Isn't it enough to get engaged? Should I be nice to him too?"

"God!!!" Jerk Jonathan.

"No Pa!"

"God!!!" Jonathan's screams are rising.

"Alva thinks it's enough Papa asked me to get engaged to him. And this time Alva asked, no longer command or tell Alva to follow all Papa's orders...."

"It's been enough for 25 years, Alva became a living mannequin that continues to be regulated by his movements..."

"From now on, Alva wants to be free, free. Doing things that Alva thinks are good or not, no longer according to Papa. If once again Papa does that to Alva, don't blame Alva if one day Alva will rebel!"

After saying what he had been saying in his heart, with fiery eyes, Alva left the study room.

Leaving Jonathan in his place. With the confusion of the question "Would the wrong step so far educate Alva?"

But no matter how hard he looked, he was unable to answer his own question, until finally only a long breath he could do.

Mona saw Alva coming out of the room with a face full of annoyance. He was sure that the two men he loved had quarreled.

With quick steps, he followed behind Alva, and entered the man's room.

Alva threw her butt on the bed, cupped her head with two hands, then took a breath and threw it away several times, trying to remove what was making her chest tight.

Mona, sitting next to her son. He rubbed alva's broad back.

"Darling..." Call Mona soft, hearing that Alva slowly turned her head to the side where Mona was.

"Alva... Not that Mama's defending Papa. But we both just want what's best for you, baby." Mona said carefully, fearing that Alva would take offense back.

Alva gulped his saliva which felt choked in the throat. He looked back at Mona, and finally the man chose to hug his mother.

Mona keeps rubbing Alva's back, for him no matter how old the man is, Alva is still his little prince.

"Please don't hate Papa or Mama." Mona said again, this time Alva looked up, staring at the netra that now began to wither with age.

"Alva knows, Mama just follows whatever Papa's plan is. So Alva can't hate Mama." Reply Alva with a soft tone.

"I..."

Alva broke the hug, before the mother resumed her conversation.

"It's late, Mama's better get some rest. And remember, don't think about anything."

Mona could only sigh.

Finally inevitably Mona nods in agreement to Alva's invitation for her to rest. Jonathan's hard character is completely attached to Alva. And he doesn't dispute it.

After Mona came out, Alva again threw her body on the bed, for a moment she looked at the ceiling of her room which was white.

Until his daydreams fell apart instantly, when a voice message entered his personal phone.

He got up and tried to reach the flat object on the nightstand. Opening the screen filled with wallpaper Alva was holding a small Chilla.

Message from Bochill :

Honey is she asleep?

Seeing that Alva gave a faint smile. Until he could feel, his frustration at the father was momentarily forgotten.

Me :

Haven't.

Bochills :

Look at the balcony. Chilla's there 'cause she's a 'rounder

Alva immediately stepped towards the balcony door, peeking out from behind the curtain that she had opened slightly. But somehow, the little girl realized it.

Chilla waved, as it happened that their room was on the same floor, and their balcony was facing each other.

Bochill is calling...

And that phone call, made Alva decide to open the curtain wide, and open one balcony door.

"Why call me?" Ask Alva once the call is connected.

"Chilla thought, Chilla wouldn't be able to sleep if she didn't hear your sister's voice." Reply Chilla with a spoiled voice.

And it was a success to make Alva tekekeh slowly. This girl could have teased him.

"Why laugh? Chilla's not lying." Chilla Whine.

"Yes I believe, but take a blanket first to cover your tiny body. Otherwise, you can catch a cold later." Tell Alva who saw Chilla only using a short shirt and pants limited to the thigh.

Chilla said, she immediately took the blanket, then wrapped her body with the cloth. But still, the warmth that Alva gave her was always the first for her.

After Chilla returned, the two decided to chat, throw jokes at each other and smile at each other.

For a moment both of them look like a couple in general, until so washed away, they forgot the time, when glimpsed screen on the phone, now it's almost 11 pm.

That means they have spent time chatting for approximately 1 and a half hours.

"Sleep, it's late." Alva's word to the dark lover.

"When you still want to talk, why is the time so fast." Chilla's whinek didn't want to disconnect their call.

Alva chuckled back, "That's it... Tomorrow we can still meet. Because I'm gonna take you to school."

Hearing that Chilla shouted in excitement.

"Really, okay if so. Have a good night, my dear. I love you."

"Hem."

Chilla's smile disappeared immediately upon Alva's reply, "Honey I love you."

"Yes," Reply Alva briefly.

"That's what.... I love you." Chilla continues to repeat. Anyway, before he answered, he did not want to turn off his call.

"It's late, I'm closing yeah." Reply Alva still wants to uphold his pride.

"Honey...... Just once, I love you." Spoiled whining.

Huh!

Finally Alva could only sigh resignedly to Chilla's behavior, he forgot for a moment his prestige just to say, "Too."

After hearing Alva's reply, Chilla returned smiling with blushing cheeks. In fact, it does not need to be complete, with just one word, so he guarantees a good sleep. Maybe he will even have a good dream.

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Morning time...

Alva came out with the same face as last night, because the atmosphere between him and the Papa was still heating up, not yet extinguished.

Juna swiftly opened the door for the Master, quickly Alva got into the car, but asked Juna to wait for a while.

After waiting for a while, Chilla came and immediately settled down beside Alva.

The girl's smile was bright today. Different from the lover.

"Jun, walk." Alva said, then shifted to the middle and started hugging Chilla.

The man leaned his head against Chilla's boat, and inhaling deeply, the fragrance of the perfume she was wearing, was so soothing.

Realizing Alva's change in attitude, Chilla believes something has happened to the man. He checked Alva's body temperature by holding his forehead, but after a moment of feeling, there was nothing strange at all.

"I'm not sick." Alva said as she reached for Chilla's palm to hold onto.

"Then Brother girlfriend why? Is there a problem?" Chilla asked softly, honestly seeing Alva like this made her sad.

Alva shook her head in Chilla's arms, as the girl wriggled in amusement.

"It's okay, I just want to be like this. Just for a second." Reply Alva did not want to make the girl think of things, because only by asking why? That was enough to make him feel valuable.

"Oh yeah how's your school?" Reciprocity.

Chilla thought for a moment, "There's no problem, there's a passing exam soon, too,"

"really?"

Chilla nodded her head.

"Why indeed? Does my dear want to get me married soon?" Chilla asked seductively, even spiked by the blinking of her spoiled eyes.

Hearing that Alva reflexes flicked Chilla's forehead.

Crack it!

"Study first is right." Cetus Alva, made Chilla pursed her lips while holding the forehead that had been a victim of the violence of Alva.

While Juna had giggled himself in the heart.

For a moment there was no sound back in the car, Chilla could not dwell because her body was completely trapped in the arms of the Alva.

While the man just enjoyed the trip while closed.

"Oh yes baby... Chilla forgot, happy anniversary that's a week well." Chilla said suddenly.

Alva frowned as she opened her eyes, "There is indeed a one-week anniversary? Anyway for what?"

"So, here's the proof. After all, this is so that the girlfriend's sister does not forget. That girlfriend's sister has Chilla, too." Brightly with a smile.

Hearing that Alva began to grin, she was bearded with a witty smile. Whatever the topic, it turns out that now his brain can not be far from a real confusion.

"yes too. Then, get your bags." Pinta Alva glanced at Juna, unsuspecting Chilla handing her bag over to her boyfriend.

Alva received the bag, then placed it in front of Chilla's body, while her hands were too active, had reached into her little girl's shirt.

Chilla's eyes bulged with reddened cheeks, suddenly her body also stiffened, as her chest managed to reach Alva and slowly her shoots played.

"It's mine too, right?" Ask with a nackal wink.

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