London, England
Farrel was sitting casually in a cafeteria located in the middle of the city center. While waiting for Sherly who is cool shopping. He is very lazy when he has to accompany a woman shopping, it is long and tiring.
Women, can go around a city just looking for an object, the same thing but looking for the cheapest price. And, ultimately, they'll go back to the first place and buy the first thing they see.
The man sat casually sipping hot coffee, and his sharp eyes did not escape the tablet in his hand. Even though he is on vacation, work is still the main thing. He cannot completely let go of the work that is in charge of someone else, that is his responsibility as the leader of the company.
Focusing on his tablet, Farrel did not notice a boy running toward him. The little boy did not have time to brake because of his very fast running, which made the coffee in Farrel's grip move to his body.
What Farrell felt right now, hot.
"Oh, no!" Exclaimed the boy as he looked at Farrel in fear. "Uncle, forgive me! I'm sorry, Uncle, forgive me! Don't tell my mommy, please!"
The little boy was utterly terrified by Farrell's flat expression. Farrel's gaze killed him, his body trembled as he realized he had made a terrible mistake. Not to mention, after this his mother would definitely scold him badly.
Farrel looked at the boy who was about five years old in front of him. For a moment Farrel was silent, while continuing to stare at the little boy's face. Whereas the one who was staring at, was even more nervous because Farrel's sharp eyes seemed to be cutting his skin.
"Where is your mom?"
Farrell's question, made the boy gasp. Her face was still flat like before, her expression didn't change either, but her voice was so soft.
"Over there," he pointed to a clothing store.
"What is your name?" asked Farrell again.
"M-me, n-my name, Dave." he answered haltingly.
Farrel nodded his head. When she wanted to offer to take Dave to his mother, Sherly had already arrived with twenty paper bags with the famous brand logo on her hand. The woman initially smiled sweetly at Farrell, until the stain on Farrell's jacket made her smile fade.
"What do you take a coffee bath for?"
Farrel sighed. "I don't take a coffee bath."
"Then? You made your jacket drink coffee?"
"Not really."
"Tell me, what really happened?" Sherly began to move to clean the coffee stain using a tissue.
Farrel was silent, while pointing at Dave who was still there, using his chin. Sherly turned around, and she frowned at the strange look at the little boy.
"Hey, you!" Call Sherly. "You did this?"
Dave took a sip of saliva. Why are adults so scary? It wasn't enough that Mama would scold him after this, now it looks like this mismatched couple is also trying to scold him.
"Never mind, he didn't mean to." said Farrel stopping Sherly who was just about to attack the little boy, again.
Actually, if Sherly wants to get a kid like Dave to fight, it's not unusual. Remembering his own behavior that was almost the same as a child Dave's age. Little Sherly's soul never wanted to leave her body, that woman would only become an adult woman in front of others, but not in front of Farrel and his family.
"If only he didn't forbid me, I will definitely bite you!" Sherly roared like a cat whose food was grabbed, coupled with her showing a row of white teeth.
"Geez, why are you so scary?" Dave muttered quietly.
"Wait a minute, I want to walk to the shop over there," Sherly pointed to a large shop that in the glass featured several mannequins in winter coats. "I want to buy a new coat, for you."
Without waiting for Farrell's response or reply, Sherly walked back to the coat shop which was right in front of them.
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