"But in that dream, you left me with Aunt Naila," Dave said and managed to make Anna's smile hang.

"Dreams are just flowers slept, honey., there's no way I would leave Dave alone," Anna said after a few seconds of silence.

"Are you promise?"

"I promise," said Anna.

"Mom, can I ask a question?" said the boy again slightly looking up at Anna.

"What is it, honey?"

"Why haven't I met Daddy?"

Anna suddenly froze on the spot, she knew that one day Dave would ask about his father. However, Anna never thought that her son would ask him so soon.

"He's very busy, honey," Naila's voice suddenly sounded, the girl had just come out of the bathroom."

"Who do you mean? My daddy?"

"Ehmm... He's hoarding a lot of money for you," said Naila again joining in, the girl was only wearing a bathrobe.

"Auntie wears clothes first, auntie's hair is still very wet," said Dave when he saw Naila approaching them.

"Mom, look! The floor is wet because of auntie. What if someone falls? You can't walk around like that" he said again pointing to the wet floor.

Instantly the corners of Anna's lips twitched. Just now, she had done the same thing as Naila, the feeling of wanting to laugh at herself suddenly welled up inside her.

"Okay, okay. I will take care of it later. Okay? Don't complain anymore, Dave is a big boy, you can't whine and complain to anyone," said Naila.

"I'm not complaining Auntie, I'm just saying something nice for Aunt. What if Auntie fell in there, I'm still small, can't lift Aunt's body," Dave replied and managed to make Anna and Naila laugh.

How could a kid at Dave's age think like that?

"Well, it's up to you, very handsome Young Master," replied Naila then turned around, away from the sofa where Mother and Son were. Walk to the walk-in closet which is in the same direction as the bathroom.

"Aunt Naila has done that many times, Mom when I was at Uncle Nicho's house too. She doesn't want to hear what Dave has to say."

"What if someone falls? It's very dangerous, Mom, don't go there or it will fall," he added.

"Okay, honey. I'm not going there," replied Anna, gently stroking her son's hair.

Hearing that, Dave immediately stood up from his sitting position.

"Where are you going, honey?"

"Mom stays here, and wait," said Dave looking at his mother.

"Where are you going?" asked Anna confused.

"Dave wants to dry the floor, Mom," Dave replied and turned around.

"No, honey. Don't do it."

"Let Auntie do it later, after all, it will dry on its own later," said Anna immediately grabbing her son's wrist, preventing him from walking any further.

"But..."

"Alright, Dave just sit here, with Mom. It's going to dry soon, don't you believe me?"

Glancing at the wet floor, Dave then looked back at Anna while nodding.

"Knock...knock...knock..."

A knock on the door was heard and managed to distract the mother and child.

"Wait a minute, I will open the door first," Anna said to her son.

"Okay, mom."

Opened the door, again Elena who entered her sight.

"Your breakfast is ready madam," the woman said as she shifted her body to the side.

"Um, bring it in," Anna replied, giving space to the two maids who were pushing the food trolley.

"Just put it there."

"No madam, let them set it on the table," said Elena and again made Anna snort in annoyance.

It seems that while in this mansion, she has a lot to learn to be a lazy person.

"When you're done, call me Miss. I'll be at the door waiting for you," said Elena after seeing the maids finish their orders.

Anna just waved her hand lazily, asking Elena to leave the room immediately.

"Then excuse me," said Elena turning and leaving the room, followed by the two maids who were always with her.

After Elena's leave, Anna returned to sit next to her son, the table in front of her was already full of various high-protein menus.

"Mom, I want to drink that milk."

On reflex, Anna grabbed the box of milk, poured its contents into a glass, and handed it to Dave.

"Thank you, mom."

"You're welcome, honey," Anna replied with a smile.

The only cure right now is Dave. Being around her son made her feel as if all her burdens were gone, even with all the things she had feared and worried about all along.historical

It was as if all of this meant nothing.

"Wow...wow...that's a lot of food." Naila appeared with a neat appearance, approaching Anna and her son.

"Come on Auntie, come here, sit by Dave," the boy said as he patted the space on the sofa right next to him.

"Okay."

Without waiting long, they started their breakfast.

"Aunt Naila is beautiful and fragrant."

Instantly Anna choked with her spit, the same thing happened to Naila.

"Just like my mother," Dave added again as he chewed on the toast in his hand.

Anna and Naila looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

"I can't imagine how he will be when he grows up, Anna," said Naila.

"Still small and already very good at teasing other people," she added as she helped Dave reach a glass of milk.

Hearing Naila's narrative, Anna smiled.

"I suspect you're teaching him," replied Anna in a witty voice.

"Hahaha, no way. I don't even have a life partner. How could I know how to flirt with other people?" replied Naila while laughing.

"Alright, continue your breakfast," Anna said then grabbed an apple and split it.

And then there was silence, the only sound was the clinking of glasses and spoons and forks clashing to fill the room.

The three of them returned to eating the dishes served on the table.

Although sometimes Anna can be heard inviting Naila to talk but to be honest, that woman has been at war with her mind.

One side of Anna want to tell Naila everything that had happened so far, while the other side of her held it back because they had just met recently, although the relationship between him and the girl seemed close and even resembled siblings,

Anna still wasn't sure. Let's say that Anna is currently experiencing an inner role. Because she understands very well, that all her current decisions will have an impact on her future as well as Dave's future.

She should not be careless in the slightest in making decisions, therefore everything must be carefully thought out by Anna, no matter how small it is.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Naila asked when she realized Anna's gaze had been on her for a long time.

"Is there something on my face?" she asked again.