Chapter 4

Ralin sat in front of Kenra's treatment room, the business card still in his hand. How could he contact the man who tortured his life the most, who was the cause of his son being hospitalized?

Ralin was seen wiping away his tears; a handkerchief was proffered before him; Ralin looked up and saw his boss standing over him.

"S-gentlemen!" Ralin immediately stood up to greet him and slightly bowed his head.

"I came to visit your daughter," Darren said matter-of-factly.

"Bu-but ...," Ralin felt uncomfortable as a new employee. Is it appropriate that his boss came to visit his family?

"Where is the room?" Darren jerked Ralin's reverie.

"Th-here, sir." Like it or not, Ralin opened the door to Kenra's room, the little girl who had opened her eyes.

"Hey, beautiful!" Darren greeted kindly, and Ralin couldn't believe what he saw.

"Meet Uncle Darren, your mommy's friend!" He held out his hand.

"Kenra," the boy answered simply.

"Uncle brought fruit for Kenra," Darren said, pointing to a small parcel of fruit.

"Thank you, Uncle!" Kenra was indeed a polite child; all of those were teachings from Ralin.

Ralin left Darren and Kenra; he met the doctor who gave him the business card.

"Madam, have you contacted him?" asked the doctor.

Ralin shook his head, "I'm asking for help so that the doctor can contact him about the cost," said Ralin, both hands squeezed together.

He wouldn't refuse the treatment because Ralin needed it, but he didn't want Kenzi to come to the hospital—just that.

The doctor nodded in agreement.

"Doctor, may I ask for help, Doctor," said Ralin doubtfully.

"Just say it." The doctor invited the mother of his patient to speak.

"Please tell Mr Kenzi there is no need to visit the hospital. I-I have forgiven him." Ralin had to say this because he didn't want to meet Kenzi. Apart from being afraid that now it would no longer be the same because Kenra was by his side.

The doctor, who felt Ralin's strange request, nodded in agreement.

At night Ralin stayed at the hospital; Petra accompanied him.

"Petra, once again, I'm bothering you; please accompany Kenra here. I can't leave work," he said reluctantly before Petra left.

"You are like anyone else. I will accompany this little elf." Petra pinched Kenra's nose.

"Sick Uncle," he protested.

Ralin feels calm now; because he is still new, he is reluctant to take a day off, plus there is very urgent work, and even then, he will try to finish it tomorrow and then excuse himself to look after his daughter.

As for Petra, the man has a friend ready to replace his job.

Kenra was asleep, and Petra went home, while Ralin couldn't close his eyes since earlier. Her memory returned to five years ago when she had to marry Kenzi, a man who only touched her body without wanting to love her.

Violin, the woman that the man always adored. At first, Ralin didn't love Kenzi either, but since the man touched her, his feelings slowly emerged until they grew in his heart.

Ralin corrected his attitude and greeted Kenzi well but he always got insults. The man was too cold and untouched his heart.

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Early in the morning, Petra came and replaced Ralin. The woman returned home and got ready for work.

"How's Kenra doing?" Granny Rose waited outside the house. When Ralin came out, she asked.

"Her hand is broken, Grandma. The rest is just a little scratched," said Ralin.

"Oh, my poor grandson!" he sighed, "I can not see him now," he continued.

"It's okay, Grandma. Petra is accompanying her. I'll go first, Grandma!" Ralin said goodbye when he saw the taxi he ordered to come.

"Yes, be careful," said the old woman, watching the departure of the young woman who had been her neighbour for the past five years.

At Ralin's company, he does his job seriously so he can go home faster. He applied for permission this morning.

"Miss Ralin working?" Darren just came and asked his secretary.

Victoria nodded.

"Even though her daughter is still sick." Darren looked worried.

"Miss Ralin has applied for permission to go home quickly, sir," said Victoria.

Darren seemed to think momentarily before saying, "Send him to my room before he goes home!" he messaged Victoria.

Finished doing his job Ralin immediately headed to Darren's room.

"Master called me?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's about your job," Darren said. Ralin gasped; what might he have done wrong?

"You may leave her until your daughter recovers," he continued.

Instead of being happy, Ralin felt terrible because he was a new employee, "Sir, thank you for your kindness, but can I take the job home? That way, I won't feel privileged as a new employee." Ralin got this idea.

Darren looked at him in surprise; in his heart, he immensely admired Ralin's choice, which seemed not to take advantage of his kindness.

"Okay, I don't mind." Darren agreed.

Ralin again thanked them before leaving Darren's room. Victoria was already standing waiting for a story from Ralin.

"What's taking you so long? What are you two talking about? Did Mr Darren fire you?" Victoria sucks.

Ralin smiled, indicating good news, "Mr Darren permitted to take care of my daughter," said Ralin, suddenly making Victoria's eyes widen in disbelief. Rachel nodded reassuringly.

"Gosh! I think Mr Darren forgot to take his medicine," Victoria commented.

"Is he sick?"

Victoria shook her head, "This is not him, Ralin. He is cold and doesn't seem to care." Victoria still shook her head in disbelief, "You are fortunate," she praised.

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"Mr Petra, the man who hit Miss Kenra, has come to see her," said the doctor, approaching Kenra's room while Kenzi was waiting outside.

"Her mother doesn't allow anyone to visit her." Petra refused for a reason Ralin.

"Mr Kenzi won't take long, just to apologize," the doctor said again according to what Kenzi said.

He had already spoken on the phone to deliver a message from Ralin, but Kenzi still wanted to come to visit Kenra.

Petra seemed to consider it impolite to refuse someone with good intentions to come; besidesKenra, entire expenses until he recovered were his responsibility, and again, what happened was not entirely the man's fault.

"All right, Doc. Let him in!" Petra finally relented. The doctor immediately opened the door and called Kenzi.

When Kenzi took a step, his heart seemed to beat for a long time, but it was intense. Slowly he went inside; his eyes immediately met Kenra's eyes, the innocent little girl leaning on the gurney.

Those eyes seemed to hypnotize him; Kenzi couldn't look away until his body stood on the side of the minor child he hit yesterday.

"Mr Kenzi, I'll excuse you. There are still patients to be examined." The doctor said goodbye and was nodded by Kenzi.

Petra didn't want to leave; she would still watch inside how the man would apologize to little Kenra.

"Haa--ai!" say hi Kenzi.

It was the first time he was nervous to face someone and, strangely, only a child.

He had seen those eyes many times, but where? Kenzie thought.

"Hey, Uncle!" Kenra replied smoothly; he smiled until his lips were apart to show his crooked teeth. Kenzi was even more stunned to see him.

The little girl before him looked like someone, but who? Again he asked.

"Uncle, who bumped into you yesterday? The purpose of Uncle here is to see your condition and apologize at the same time!" Kenzi was still nervous.

Petra winced at the conversation. Was this man stuttering? he thought.

Unexpectedly Kenra covered his mouth with his left hand because he was laughing, and now Kenzi was frowning.

"Uncle, is it okay? Can't speak fluently?" Kenra asked, still a smile on her lips.

Kenzi also smiled awkwardly; he scratched the back of his neck that didn't itch. It's like dealing with a woman her age, but this is more thrilling.

"N-no, un-uncle didn't stutter." Kenzi denied it. Kenra laughed again, and it looked cute.

God, Kenzi was mesmerized to see that little boy.

"Uncle must be scared? Don't worry; Kenra isn't angry. Mommy said we have to forgive people who apologize to us," he explained wisely.

"Oh yes?" Kenzi was amazed to hear that.

Kenra nodded enthusiastically.

"Uncle, may I know your name?" Kenzi held out her hand, invitingly introducing him.

"Of course, my name is Kenra Allen, but mommy said it's enough to call Kenra even though I like Allen," Kenra replied and then chattered.

Kenzi's face straightened slightly, hearing Allen's words.

"Why don't you just call Allen?" asked Kenzi curiously.

"Mommy said Allen is a clan, so you shouldn't call girls by that name unless it's an adult man. Then people will call him Mr Allen."

Kenzi smiled hearing that; he wanted to linger here telling this child. He seemed to discover a new world.

In their preoccupation with talking, Petra excused himself to buy food. Seeing the intimacy between his friend's daughter and Kenzi made him dare to leave them both.

"Uncle!"

"Yes!"

"Kenra also wants to apologize to Uncle," Kenra said with his face down, playing with his two fingers.

"Kenra didn't do anything wrong to Uncle," Kenzi replied; he lifted the little chin to look at him. His nervousness had disappeared.

"Kenra was wrong, crossing carelessly; forgive Kenra, Uncle!"

Good grief!

Whose child is this? This small, his thinking is mature, and he is an intelligent kid—inner Kenzie.

Kenzi excused himself after Petra arrived. He wanted to meet Kendra's parents but couldn't stay long.

Ralin, who had just arrived, was so happy because he couldn't wait to meet and accompany his daughter until she recovered. He walked quickly until his shoulder touched Kenzi's shoulder. Because he wanted to see his daughter quickly, Ralin didn't look back; he kept walking fast while Kenzi turned around while holding the arm hit by Ralin's shoulder.

His eyes kept looking at the woman who seemed to have no manners, and he chuckled. She should have apologized. He thought.