King Khan's Shackles
The boy's not okay

Hearing Nyx's words made Khan silent, he stared at his cousin for some time, the contents of his head revolved around thinking about the little boy at Nyx where their mommy must have brought the man over 5 years old to come to the Hillatop family home on the weekend or Friday. Nyx Junior is the only reason why Khan was urged continuously to get married during this time by his parents let alone his mommy, the woman often said.

"When did Gao Hillatop's family have a cute baby like Nyx J?."

No need to be explained too much, he already knows the meaning of the woman's speech, subtle but full of innuendo, not bad but has such a deep meaning. They say a mother of their children hopes to hold a grandchild as fast as she can in their old age, a quiet house without the sound of children's laughter is the main reason why they continue to put pressure on married children.

"But Nyx Junior needs a mother, you know? the waiter was not really sincere in taking care of them like a mother," Khan spoke quickly, he sucked his cigar in such a haughty style, enjoying the scent of his exhaled tobacco being as intense as smoke. The fireplace continued to emit its flames and the sound of wood burning was heard breaking the situation.

"It's not that easy, aren't you also having a hard time accepting someone by your side? meeting the right person is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. I probably shouldn't be selfish thinking about my own feelings, at least J likes his choices and sure he likes his choice of women, I could consider it later, she said, but unfortunately J has not even found a Woman who is able to overcome and beat her heart to this day, she just demands that I find her mother, she said, funny thing is he doesn't have a recommendation figure that I might be able to consider later." Nyx spoke, enjoying her wine back, she shook her glass for a moment then started to spend the last remaining of her 🍷 wine.

Khan turned off his cigar fire slowly, he grabbed his drink glass and enjoyed his in one gulp.

"Yeah, let J first fall in love with the woman of his choice, so maybe you will also fall in love with her" Khan said later, the man slowly stood up from his sitting position.

"Don't forget to use safety when you're having fun, brother." He could have told her like that to his cousin.

Nyx grunting.

"You think I'd plant a seed in any hole? don't joke." Answer the man coldly.

He re-pours the drink in his 🍷 wine glass, thinking to calm down for a moment over the assorted thoughts that hit him.

"I heard he's been in school this year?." And Khan glanced at Nyx who was still enjoying her drink.

"Yeah, he started school this year, has started all his activities since last week"

"You'll be quite bothered with all the circumstances."

"Depending, as long as he's not fussy I don't think it's a problem" Nyx replied quickly.

"He was always self-sufficient in his own abilities, although cold and no less arrogant than me, he was always able to stand on his own two feet."

Hearing Nyx's words, Khan looked snorted.

"She was forced to do it because you were busy and barely noticed her, she didn't like to trouble Hayat's grandma or her Ahem grabdpa, quite knowing herself in her own circumstances, either, you forced her to grow up faster than she was supposed to be, Nyx." And Khan tried to warn his cousin seriously.

"He's not really okay, you just don't realize." Khan continued later, after saying so Khan slowly moved away from his cousin.

"Are you happy living with daddy, J," He asked the boy who had a half face that he had in common with.

His little son was lying on the bed, had just finished brushing his teeth and washing his feet and hands a few minutes ago, prepare for sleep because tomorrow there will be activities at the house with the grandma.

Nyx J can be seen looking at her daddy's eyeballs, the meaning of Nyx J's gaze is very difficult to understand, even Nyx whose father in fact is very difficult to dive his own son's heart. Nyx J was taught to be independent at an early age, so she never displays her expression at all to anyone around her including her own father to this day.

Even Nyx never saw J cry under any circumstances, even if he was injured, J chose silence and tried to find an alternative treatment of his own through the P3K box, J said, j's independence makes the man sometimes anxious to make, thinking is his son's mental well? is his son happy living with him?!.

"He em, of course." J replied slowly, he prepared to submerge himself into dreamland, cast off his gaze and slowly drew his own blanket.

"J" Nyx clasped his son's palm slowly, not allowing the boy to sleep first.

"Don't want to cry on daddy's chest, J?." He asked slowly to his son, staring in the boy's eyeball for quite a while.

"Only a crybaby does that, I won't do that, dad." Her son's answer was too mature, making Nyx sometimes at a loss for her words.

"J, daddy."

"I have to go tidul, daddy, don't you fine tomorrow go to lual city? there's aunt Sofiyah with me, don't worry about anything, I can do everything alone without daddy's help."

And immediately Nyx was surprised from his daydream, when the sound of his cellphone began to ring break the situation, making the man hurriedly lift his cellphone while his left hand fingers massaging his left and right temples.

That's her mommy.

"Hello, what's the matter mom?." she answered the call across there quickly, waiting for what her mommy said on the other end.just long enough for the next second Nyx's expression instantly changed.

"What?." shock hit him.

"Nyx what should mommy do? J disappeared in the middle of the night, this is for the first time, the cold air is out there, he died a letter and said he was looking for a mother teacher at his current school, oh my God, oh my God, Nyx mommy will die if she loses her-,"

And a shadow of how the man's expression is tonight.

"Oh shit." He stood up quickly from his position, moving without thinking about anything else.