Master Vatler's Handmaiden Wife
169: IPHTV : Same small desire

'Why the two of them?' Inner this girl.

She was originally just an ordinary woman, who was suddenly attracted by the good looks of these two people who turned out to be father and son. So that when he was on the school bus this morning, he also dared himself to greet the two of them with a wave of his hand.

But who would have expected it when apparently it brought him to meet in person like this?

"So what are we going to do, sir?" Ask politely.

Vatler stood up and looked at the woman in front of him carefully, and replied, "We're going to play here. That's what he wanted." His eyes fell on Arshel.

Of course Risya's twin was so confused, 'Why am I only invited to play together with the two of them? And the one who wants me to be able to play is him?' She looked towards Arshel.

'Did you tell him to use sotlens?' Arshel also saw that at this time the two female eyes in front of him turned blue like their eyes.

"So what are we gonna play?" Finally, she asked one of the two of them. Because itself is also confused, what to play with two men who seem not to know how to have fun.

"What do women usually play on the beach?" Arshel who had been silent since then, finally spoke up as well, although it seemed to add an awkward atmosphere between the three of them.

"Normally they like to play water, or make sand castles. There were many sih~" This woman then lowered her head in tribute to Vatler and Arshel. "Thank you for inviting me to play with you. Introduce me, I'm Arfiy." That was the beginning of his introduction to the two men in front of him.

'He was like a servant only, behaving like that.' Her thought. "No need to bend. Just do what you usually do to your friends." Arshel said as he took off his blazer.

"Good." Arfiy immediately stood up perfectly and looked back at these two men.

"Well, let's do what a family usually does when they're playing together on the beach." bargained Vatler as he pulled the tip of his suit's arm up to the elbow, so that shows his pair of muscular hands.

"Wowww.it..." The surprised Arfiy immediately closed his mouth and took a step back, so surprised to see the physical body of Father Arshel which was quite stunning.

'Women do basically like this stuff huh?' Vatler smiled thinly could see the funny reaction given by Arfiy was also quite similar to his son, Risya. 'If Risya wasn't afraid of me, he would have liked to ask in a carry.'

But all the delusions are no longer useful, because the child in his imagination will not return to his side.

"I-that, a-can I hold it?" Trying to ask carefully.

But who would have thought that such a small and trivial request made Vatler so reminded of his wife, where right on his birthday Risyella, who asked Risyella just wanted to hold Vatler's hand.

There was nothing that his late wife wanted other than to feel that she could hold his hands and arms.

'She looks like Risyella, too. What the fuck is wrong with this world? I have to get a test against a guy who has a face and a weird request that could be the same as Risyella.' Heart of Vatler.

"Eh.m-I'm sorry if it wasn't polite. Sorry sa-"

"No need to apologize. We've agreed to play here together, so what you wanted just now, I'll let you hold my hand." Obviously Vatler, walking up to Arfiy who looks afraid to be scolded.

After being in front of Arfiy exactly, Vatler then extended his hand in front of Arfiy for Arfiy to touch.

"Can I hold it, sir?" He asked, still hesitating about the answer that the vatler gave him.

"Do I have to say it twice?"

"N-no, but thank you. I've been wanting to come here and meet you." The answer is always polite, because he is taught to be polite to others, especially if dealing with a rich person like the two people in front of him, then he must also maintain his manners.

And it's like that.

The small desire possessed by Arfiy also makes Vatler remember the nuances of nostalgia with Risyella.

As of this moment, Arfiy held Vatler's hand with both of his small hands.

Adorable enough, seeing the two hands holding his hand which is indeed big from this Junior High child.

"Well..your hands, big and strong huh?" Praise Arfiy when he can hold the hand of a vatler who is so muscular. For Arfiy himself it was quite amazing. "You must be exercising a lot." Terka Arfiy while weaving a Vatler tanagn that is very desirable by many women out there.

How not his face has been supportive, plus has a good tuuh and comes from a rich family, he said, then it was clear that the man in front of him was the target of all women from various circles.

But no one would have guessed, that the teenage boy standing behind Vatler was exactly his son.

"Your wife must be happy and very lucky to have you." A complimentary sentence is returned.

Arshel, who was actually furious, was forced to hold it because the father had given a second code to be patient.

"Yes. What you said is true, My wife is happy and loves me very much, even though she is no longer on either side of us." Vatler replied, which then made Arfiy immediately let go of his hand rather than touching this man's hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend your family. Sorry, sorry-" For some reason in his heart, it felt the same pain when he heard the Master in front of him saying that his wife was dead.

Eating it, Arfiy immediately ended his actions and took a step back two steps while bowing with apologies that continued to be said with a trembling tone.