Troublemaker Boy novel Chapter 15

"My mom has amnesia too."

Farrel rounded his eyes. To her amazement, this young child could know things they shouldn't have known. Dave is different, he's not what he seems. This child has a mask of an adorable face typical of a boy his age, but if people already know him, surely he will be doubted as a two year old boy.

"You are ..." Farrell stared in amazement at Dave. "Great." He continued.

"I do," Dave said smugly. "Oh, yeah. Why are you staying in a hotel? You don't have a house, really?"

"Of course I have!" Kilah Farrell. "Just so you know, I'm the most successful young entrepreneur in my country."

"Your country?" Dave raised an eyebrow. "Are you not from here?"

Farrel shook his head. "I'm just on vacation here." He said. "Don't you realize that my face is different from them." Farrel pointed to a group of natives here with his chin.

Dave turned his head, following Farrell's direction. Then, he shook his head. "No. I thought you were from here."

"You're not as smart as I thought," Farrel chuckled.

Dave immediately glared angrily, annoyed that he was not smart just because he thought Farrel was a resident here. "I am smart!" He screamed in displeasure

"Is it true?" Farrell gave Dave a defiant look. "Guess what, where is my native country?"

"You think I'm psychic? Like nothing else, why guess what country you're from?"

"Maybe one day, you will visit him?"

"I couldn't possibly. Never could." Dave turned his face sideways.

"Why? You don't have money?" Guess Farrell. "Aih, you said your father was a successful businessman in this city. To go to Indonesia, you can't." Farrel waved his hand disparagingly.

"Indonesia?" Dave turned his head quickly. "Are you from there?"

"Yes, what is up?" Asked Farrel confused. Confused because Dave was immediately attracted when he heard him mention his country of origin.

Dave's fiery enthusiasm vanished. "It is okay."

"You freak," Farrell sneered.

The two of them fell silent, one thought of things he shouldn't have thought of, and the other was busy scavenging for any remaining memories he could remember. In the past, Farrel seemed indifferent and did not care about his old memory lost, now he is trying desperately to remember everything. Because, just by remembering everything, everything will work out well.

"Dave!"

Not only the owner of the name turned his head, Farrel also turned his head. The two men both looked at Ree who was walking towards the two of them. Farrel smiled politely, while Dave had prepared his body and soul to receive the spiritual shower from his mother.

"It must have finished this, Mother will scold me." Dave muttered softly, but it sounded clear in Farell's ears.

"What do you teach me about manners regarding permits, Dave?" Said Ree when he arrived in front of his little son. He looked at Dave with a sharp gaze as he shook his head.

"I am not married."

"Ah .." Ree nodded his head, understood. "Not yet, married, huh .."

"Yes, but I will." Farrell continued later. "After I finish some business."

"Then .." Ree looked at Farrel seray a smile. "Congratulation for your wedding."

Farrel fell silent, returned to turning around a memory of the past, and the girl's face became clearer. He held his head spinning violently, it hurt, he almost screamed because he felt the intense pain.

"Sir, are you all right?" Ree asked when he saw a strange change in the man in front of him.

"Mother, I think he's sick." Dave chirped while observing the movement of Farrel who kept holding his head.

"Farrell!"

Farrel realized when Ree shouted his name so loudly in panic. The head still ached, but he was grateful, because the memory turned back in his past, made Farrel discover a new fact.

That a girl who had been present in his dream was named Aretha Maharani.

To be continued