C85 Chapter 84

"Thank you Hija, have you gone to lunch yet?" I was still surprised by his question but luckily I recovered immediately. I shook my head. We don't have any miranda, we just have, breakfast then lunch break then dinner so I have to eat a lot every lunch because there is no snack and when it's like this weekend there is a lot to do at the mansion but sometimes I get through and Mama is the only one who does the work while I rest or do assignments.

"Why don't you join me first?" He asked me again. I bit my bottom lip and then I shook my head one after another.

"It's okay Sir, I'm still full." But it seems appetizing to eat donuts now, accompany it with cold orange juice, it's still hot outside. Urgh! What are you thinking Nicole? You're just making yourself hungry! I swallowed one after another and then I bit my lower lip.

"Come with me first hija, you're not doing much outside are you?" I would like to sneak my laundry outside of Mama and Ate Lala, but it's very difficult for me to single out Mr. Steinfield. Add what he said –

"Just a moment Hija." He still smiled at me. I just held my breath and then I was forced to smile and in the end I slowly sat down in the waiting chair facing the coffee table of Mr. Steinfield. He lowered the windows of his laptop and then he walked closer to the opposite seat. He smiled at me before he finally sat in front of me.

It's awkward! I hope I say no. What if suddenly Mrs. Steinfield? I might be scolded for that!

"Sir – " / "Angeline – " Mr. and I said together. Steinfield. He shook his head and then laughed while I bit my lower lip. I'm really embarrassed!

"What are you going to say hija?" Mr. asked me Steinfield. I looked at him but I couldn't look away.

"Uh. W-nothing. What are you going to say, Sir?" I asked him, using a weak voice. Before he answered me, I watched as he put juice in our glasses and then he put a donut on each of our plates.

"Uh. Thank you, Sir." I shyly told him. He nodded at me and I don't know if I'm seeing it right or if I'm just imagining it but it's like I saw that he was longing for... what? It's impossible for me, right? In the first place why would he miss me? We don't have anything to do with each other. I'm just their maid's daughter, right?

"You are a young lady, hija." Mr. said with a smile. Steinfield. And I don't know how to answer him. "And you look just like your Mama. You are both beautiful and you will inherit her kindness."

And it didn't really escape my eyes how Mr.'s lips smiled. Steinfield. How his dimples came out and how his eyes smiled. I just saw a smile in the eyes and I didn't even notice that I was smiling too. And I don't know but I suddenly remembered Papa.

"If Papa was here, do you think Sir he would tell me that if he saw me now?"

Mr. closed his eyes one after another. Steinfield, I don't know if he fell asleep suddenly but it was obvious that the corner of his eyes were wet. He even shook his head one after the other.

"What happened to your Papa Angeline if I may ask you?" He answered me. I smiled at him sadly.

"Mama said that Papa has been dead for a long time." He said it was sad. I don't know but I really want to see what his reaction will be to my answer. I was not disappointed, I saw what I wanted to see.

Even though Trigger and Mr. Steinfield who is good at hiding emotions on his face when you look at Mr. Steinfield in the eyes directly and for a long time you can also read what he feels.

"You know, Hija, I think, if you and your Mama are your Papa now, he will tell you what Fathers should tell their daughters." I couldn't help but smile again at what Mr. said. Steinfield.

"Really?" I asked Mr. in a broken voice. Steinfield. I didn't even notice that I was crying.

"I miss Papa so much. If only he was here now, I would love to hug him very tightly. I also want to tell him that I love them very much. Too much. You know, Sir, over time, of course, the picture that I have of Papa has faded, my memory of Papa is also hazy, so every time I imagine that Mama and I were together, his face is blank." He said sadly. to Mr. Steinfield.

"I love you too, Son." Mr. looked directly into my eyes. Steinfield as he said that. I can also see the sadness in his eyes. "I miss you and your Mom so much. If only... if only – "

Mr. did not continue. Steinfield was about to say when the library door suddenly opened, Mrs. Steinfield frowned and looked at me together, add to that the fact that his hands were crossed on his chest. In my fear, I stood up from where I was sitting because I hit the coffee table so that it moved and my glass fell from the table.

It's like slow motion when the glass falls and how it breaks. My feet got a little wet because I panicked so much -

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." And then I knelt down to hopefully clean the broken glass. I even lost my mind that –

"Ouch!" The broken part of the glass cut one of the fingers. I closed my eyes from the pain caused by cutting my finger.

"Angeline!" Mr. called me. Steinfield. I closed my eyes tightly and then I looked at the finger again to see that it was covered in blood, it was also a big wound.

"Is Hija okay? Why are you still touching me?" He asked me one question after another. I don't know how to respond to what he said.