Chapter 124 - Want to be your man (5) (1/2)

”Now, tell me what my mother had to say about her eldest son.”

Stefan asked and leaned his face on her hair. After dinner, he saw that she was sitting and chatting with his mother for a long time.

”Oh, yes, quite a lot!” she pretended to make a serious expression.

”Really?” He lifted his eyebrows in a surprise gesture.

”Yes. You were very naughty and were a handful, weren't you?”

”Really? Was that what she said?” He repeated it. Wirata made a straight face and nodded.

”Yes. Tell me about it.” She said, making Stefan pondered, tried to look back into his past.

”Hm, I don't know. I don't remember much about it. At fifteen, my parents sent me to England already. And when I came back during school breaks, I was with my father, followed him around, mostly to observe him in his office and practice lots of sports as he made schedules for me. I kind of feel as if I didn't have a normal life like other boys at my age.”

He said when thinking about his youth. Wirata could see the picture clearly, a little boy who acted like a young adult.

”I am kidding. Your mother didn't say negative things about you. But she told me that you were a good boy. You loved Sam so much. You would take all the blame for your brother when the two of you did naughty stuff and got caught.”

Wirata said and laughed softly, felt good to tease him. And now the image of little Stefan was stuck in her mind. The boy who was following his daddy around. And his daddy was a powerful man.

”See? I already told you that I am a good guy. I'm always a brave brother to Sammie. ”

Wirata smiled more when hearing the narcissist. He was adorable and she should be careful not to let her guard down too much. But when she thought like that, little Stefan appeared in her head again. Wirata sighed. She remembered how much love Jacqueline had for her sons. It showed through her gentle and caring voice when she talked about both of them.

”Including not allowing Sam to interfere with your work?”

Wirata asked. She remembered the first time she knew Sam. She never bothered to ask about his family. In her eyes, Sam was a true gentleman and from a prudent rich family. Sam's personality had never pronounced Mafia gangster. So Wirata never guessed that his family would involve in this type of business.

”Yes. This kind of work isn't suitable for Sam. I want him to do whatever he loves. And Sam always wanted to be a doctor since he was young.”

His voice was gentle when he talked about his younger brother.

”You are talking as if the business you are doing, it is not what you want.”

Wirata said and turned to face him. Her face was at his broad chest. She could hear his heart beating in steady rhythms.

”I am the eldest son. My father has expected a lot from me. I was prepared for the family's works since I could remember. Don't get me wrong. I didn't say that I had been forced or anything. I am a Mackenzie and it's my duty to carry on the family legacy and I am proud of it.”

He explained with a smooth tone. Wirata did not detect any sadness or unhappiness in his voice. So, he liked his work and his life. That was great for him. She always believed that a lucky person was a person who could make a living from the thing he loved.

For Stefan, Wirata thought it was because he was reckless, not afraid to take risks and no fear of getting hurt at all. So, the business he had been doing was suitable for a daring man like him.

”But if you could choose, what would you do? What would be your dream?”

Wirata asked more questions. She wanted to know if he had ever dreamed as everyone else had. He was in a thinking mode for a moment.