Somaria quickly glance at the father who was glaring at the son. She knew that he would scold him for sure when they get home.
"Daddy might not hate them. It's just that to encourage lot of female fans might land him into trouble" she whispered.
"But they seem harmless" he argued.
"Some might" she agreed.
"But that doesn't mean he should be mean".
"Yeah I know".
"Just tell him to be nice".
Somaria was surprised at the way the little boy relate with her as if they've known for a long time. She knew she had to please the boy because she has taken so much like in him.
The poor guy watched them as they whispered to each other as if he couldn't hear them. He wasn't surprised at Somaria's quick attraction to his boy but he was of his son to Somaria. He was used to people liking his son because of the way he thinks and talks but Clary wasn't so used to making friends. Normally he would have said a thank you and left but looking at him, he doesn't look ready to leave.
"Ok, I'll tell him not to be harsh" she whispered to him then looked at the guy.
The guy wore a grim look to let them know that he got things to do aside watch the two talk.
"Daddy, we have to tell you this even if you are frowning at us. Please be nice to your female fans. Don't be too harsh on them so that they won't think you are wicked" she said like a bairn who is asking for a pitiable candy and blinked her eye severally that the guy couldn't help but scoff and then smiled.
"He smiled" Clary said jumping up happily but he received a stern look from his father.
With the boy's reaction, she caught a glimpse that the guy would be a hard man. This wasn't her bother since the boy is her interest.
"Do you like my daddy?"
The boy's question caught her off guard that she had to wink few times. She looked up at the boys father whose palm was placed on his forehead to show he was tired of the boy's irractional questions.
She herself didn't know what instigated such question. She was sure none of her behaviour instigated it.
"Children are always mysterious with questions" she thought, then held the boy's little shoulder. "I like you and since he is your dad, I'm suppose to like him too" she said minding the way she would give her answer so that the guy won't think she's cheap.
"Daddy do you like aunty Ria?"
He got a look that told him enough of your silly questions but he wouldn't bulge even though he is not oblivious to the meaning of the look. He wasn't affected by it. He was so enthusiastic about the answer to be given.
When he saw that his son wasn't going to back down he was left with no choice but to reply.
"How do you expect me to hate someone I met few minutes ago. When she's done me nothing but help" he said blankly.
With this reply, joy filled the boy's eyes.
"Then I'm free to make friends with you aunty Ria" he said giving her his cute childish smile.
Now Somaria could understand the boy. He knew he wouldn't be able to make friends with her if his daddy doesn't approve it.
"What a sagacious boy you are" she said in dulcet. "It is a pleasure been friends with you" she hugged him.
Somaria was so engrossed in talking to the little boy that she forgot she squatted all the while. She tore a piece of paper, wrote her number and then gave it to him.
"Here's my line. Feel free to call me anytime".
He watched has his son received the paper happily. He couldn't see anything special about the lady that made his boy drawn to her.
"Thank you aunty Ria" he said with a bow.
"See you soon Clary" she said waving at him as they left.
Clary felt reluctant to leave. He kept glancing back until they vanished. It was then Somaria realised her position and she quickly stood up. Pain ran violently through her veins that she almost fell.
"Take care ma'am" she heard from behind.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Is Ria home?"
Juan asked Tyndall who was focused on the game she was playing.
She didn't even move an when she was informed about Juan's arrival, she juat ordered him in. Juan walked in and greeted her, she replied without looking at him and this made him feel awkward.
"No she isn't" she replied in her usual manner.
"When will she be back?"
"Didn't you call her before coming?" She asked dryly.
"I did but she wasn't picking up and since I was in the vicinity, I thought it would be polite to drop by" he explained.