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Birthday Cake For Divya

This morning Divya really noisily itself dizzies the entire occupants of the house. This little girl continued to discuss her birthday which was still two days away. Ask for this and that, from her favorite little pony-themed decorations, pudding, ice cream to birthday cakes. Complaining to everyone except Ibra.

Even at breakfast he continued to chatter this, asking for various gifts from oma as well as his favorite om. Again the Dadynya was not spoken to from night. After breakfast now the inhabitants of the dining table leads to the house to their respective cars.

"remember Adam had to buy all the toys that Yaya mentioned, okay?" Divya is being carried by Adam to her car.

"of course, little lady, as a special gift, Om Adam will order a special birthday cake for this little lady" Adam has tidied up Divya's seat in his Omanya car to go to school.

Divya is overjoyed she kisses Adam's left and right cheeks alternately. Waving hands until the car he was riding left the yard.

"why am I such a stranger silenced" lamented Ibra.

"Again listen to little lady's request and the big lady of the house, okay?"

"oiya challenge Brother last night will I accept so start to set the strategy to get the girl before me, the time is limited to 2 days only. If you can't get the girl, maybe you can take Sarah em or Jodi to accompany you on Divya's birthday." Adam answers and heads to his car.

"is finding Mamy for Divya as easy as ordering a tart?" dengus Ibra who stepped into his garage.

*tart cake? how could I suddenly make that girl Mamy Divya? but if I don't want to find Mamy for his birthday, he'll keep me quiet, too, Oma, just the same. But where is the girl who can be motherly and willing to accept also care for Divya like her child? Why is this even complicated.

Ibra with her tangled mind drove her car to her office. Jammed roads are very common in busy hours like this. Being jammed increasingly makes his mind perch everywhere.

*His sister also likes to lick Oma as well as Divya. Not defending me he became a stove. Last night's challenge? doesn't he know I'm talking because I'm upset with the three of them? Really*-really adds complicated.

Ibra's office stands right behind each other with shops where the sun cake shop is located, different roads but one area. If it is stuck this way Ibra prefers to take direction through new shops through the side street of the shopping area to his office.

One more red light before the portal entered the shop and a view in front of it attracted his attention.

isn't that the girl, what's her name? A bell? what he's doing on the edge of a red light like this.

In front of him, Belen was seen being mobbed by several street children, he was seen distributing small paper bags to them. Without feeling uncomfortable in direct contact with the street children there. Every now and then he touched the tip of their heads and a smile continued to grow in his lips.

Until without realizing it some cars honked their horns because the lights had changed green and Ibra had not reapplied his car.

Damnit damnit! they honk like that.

...

"Raka immediately read my schedule" ordered Ibra as soon as he entered his room and followed directly by Raka.

"there were two meetings this morning, maybe only one hour, first 8:30 and then 10, after lunch yesterday you said you would review your new cafe, and there are no more meetings so you can take care of some of the reports that are piling up" said Raka, explaining the boss's schedule all day.

"alright I will work on some maps before the first meeting starts" said Ibra who began to open the map in front of him.

"all right I'll be back later" said Raka then left Ibra's room.

...

In other places and times that have been a little afternoon.

"hello Oma, has Oma arrived yet? all right, I'll be right there" Adam made a short call and stepped out of his room.

as he passed through the meeting room on the lower floor Adam passed Ibra.

"where are you going for lunch yet?" tanya Ibra stopped Adam's steps.

"in 10 minutes at lunchtime, I'd like to pick up oma at the Sun cake shop so that your assistant doesn't make a fuss with a late lunch" with a meaningful smile Adam left his cousin who was still standing with a confused look.

Just five minutes from the car park, Adam has parked his car in the yard of his family's shop. He stepped towards the Sun cake shop not far from the parking lot of his car.

The bell behind the shop's glass door rang.

"Of Adam!" Excited Divya who was choosing some chocolate cake with Oma Riri.

"little miss" Adam moved Divya on her bobbin, landing a kiss on the right cheek as well as the left of the kindergarten boy.

"it's not Adam's lunchtime yet are you out of work?" ask Oma.

"no Oma, I will continue, I have an appointment with little lady to order a birthday cake" Adam replied with a smile that rose from the moment he entered the store.

"ah yes Oma forgot, look at this Belen owner of the Sun cake shop, you can order with him"

"ah sorry miss I didn't see you" Adam lowered Divya and stuck his hand politely towards Belen.

"my name is Adam om Divya's favorite" he invited her to meet.

"my name is Belen sir" said Belen shaking Adam's hand.

"Belen she's younger than you, just call her name" Oma protested.

"Oma is right to call the name alone, more familiar" added Adam with a smile.

"well Adam" Belen answered, removing their hands.

"so Belen, I'd like to order a special tart for this little lady, the party's in two days, just an amazing pink tart with a pony on it" adam told Belen.

"yes, Oma Riri told me earlier, I will give Divya the best tart" Belen replied kindly.

With a warmer Adam towards women he was quickly familiar with Belen. Sometimes laugh at their conversations.

Trings

The bell behind the glass door sounded. A man they knew entered the cake shop.

"Why are you here?" adam was surprised.

"it's none of your business" replied Ibra ketus.

"we're going to visit Ibra soon, Oma has brought lunch" now Oma Riri who greeted the man who was still standing in front of them.

"ehm I need Oma" replied Ibra glancing at the woman holding Divya.

"i need to be with you, can I come with you?" ibra asked Belen, who surprised the people in front of him.

Belen still put on a confused face yet to answer. Ibra grabs Divya and is given to Omanya, and without permission pulls Belen's wrist and takes him out to his car.

"hey, why is this?" said Belen who couldn't stop Ibra's move.

"Ibra where are you taking her?" yelled Oma from the door of the cake shop.

"there's Oma's business" Ibra replied briefly, opening the door for Belen and telling him to come in.

"come in, come with me later I explain if it has arrived" added Ibra with a little push Belen's body into the car.

"why so rude" grunted Belen annoyed.