Amara Wants to Have a Mom

44. Jealousy Signs of Love

In the afternoon, Alvian's car arrives at Suherman's mansion courtyard. After turning off the engine, he went down first and opened the door for Anika.

Alvian held Amara first and lowered her beside the car and reached out to Anika. The woman greeted him with a smile and went down following her daughter.

"This is Mama's house?" amara asked with her eyes round like grapes, the boy gaping with his head crabbing looking at every side that could be caught by his neutrals.

"Yes, my grandfather's house. Why sweetheart? Amara doesn't like it?" anika nodded and asked her daughter's opinion.

"Like Ma, Amara loves it. The house is big and nice, it must be very beautiful inside." said Amara who was impatient to explore the magnificent palace. He rushed into the house first regardless of Anika and Alvian who were busy lowering the bag they were carrying.

"Amara.." cried Alvian, but the boy had already disappeared from his sight.

Anika who saw that then smiled while shaking her head. "Leave it, Mom!" said it.

"Disrespectful dear, masa' play so?" alvian said he felt bad.

"It's okay, my name is also a child. Maybe Amara was already impatient to meet with her grandfather," lapse Anika smiled slightly.

"Grandfather?" Alvian frowned repeating the word. "It should be Dad, right?" with a confused face.

"Dad?" now it was Anika's turn to frown intensely at Alvian.

"Hm... Isn't your father Lira's husband? That means Amara should call him Father and you his brother, hahaha..." Alvian chuckled after saying that.

"What the hell, Mas? Not funny tau," Anika pursed her lips while pinching Alvian's arm.

"Haha... Who said it was funny? I'm just talking according to the facts" said Alvian who was still laughing in front of Anika.

"Tau ah, it's up to Mas!" Anika who was irritated then passed away leaving Alvian.

"Nika, honey, how come it's bad? Mas was just kidding," complained Alvian and then ran after Anika while carrying two small bags in her hand.

Inside the house, Amara ran around combing every corner of the house which he thought was very wide like a football field. He even got confused as to the number of rooms he passed.

"Wow... Very big," muttered Amara plongok plangak staring at every corner he explored and ran up the stairs.

Bruuks...

The unscrupulous Amara accidentally bumped into Suherman who had just wanted to go downstairs. The middle-aged man stared in surprise at Amara whom he did not recognize, as well as the boy who suddenly kept silent while bowing his head. "I-I'm sorry, Amara didn't mean it" she said in a voice trembling in fear.

Suherman who saw that smiled and rubbed the boy's head gently. "It's okay" he said.

Amara then ventured to raise her head and took Suherman in an intimate manner. "What is Mama's Father?" tanya while squeezing the end of the clothes she was wearing. He was very nervous for fear Suherman would scold him.

"Mama?" Suherman frowned upon hearing Amara's question. "Who is your mother?" added curious.

"Mama Anika," answered Amara innocently because for as long as she knew her mother was just Anika.

"Oh, so you're Amara?" Suherman asked back as he bent his feet on the floor, he crouched down to align himself with the boy.

"Yes, I'm Amara. His son Papa Alvian and Mama Anika." nodding Amara confirmed.

Hearing that, Suherman suddenly fell silent for a while. He stared fixedly at Amara's cute face which had absolutely no resemblance to his ex-wife.

According to Suherman Amara is more similar to Alvian and there are similarities with Anika as a child, a little chatty but very adorable.

Amara who had to call Suherman father, now even switched to calling him as grandfather. Suherman seemed to want to laugh in the face of this situation.

Yes, inevitably Suherman had to sincerely accept that. Anika has made her choice of heart, Suherman can only pray that Anika is happy with her husband.

"You're right, I'm Mama Anika's father. Then don't call me Father, but Grandpa." said Suherman with a small smile and pinched Amara's nose.

"Grandfather?" said Amara, then threw her little body into Suherman's arms. "Yeay, it turns out Amara has Grandpa." she exclaimed loudly. Amara's voice went to the first floor.

Suherman suddenly chuckled at the boy's behavior and hugged him tightly.

Down there, Anika chose to sit in the middle room with the water face tangled like a cloth that has not been ironed. Somehow his emotions were a little ignited when he heard Alvian talking about his ex-wife.

Anika hates the woman so much, she is thrilled to find out that Suherman has divorced her and kicked her out of the house. But his mood was suddenly broken when Alvian again mentioned the name.

Anika knows that her husband no longer loves her, but still Anika does not like to hear Alvian talk about her.

Anika wants to forget all the bitter memories that the woman has created, she wants to open a new page with her father and her small family.

"Darling, why was Mas left alone?" alvian exclaimed shortly after arriving in the middle room. He put the bag in his hand on the sofa and sat down next to Anika.

Instead of denying Anika even throw face with bulging cheeks and pursed lips. He was still upset and did not want to talk to Alvian.

"Nika, sorry about it. I was just kidding. Masa' taken heart anyway?" he added feeling guilty while embracing Anika's shoulder and rubbing her slowly. He didn't want the people in the house to see them like this, he didn't want any misunderstanding between them.

"Sir Tuti, please make a drink!" exclaiming Anika to the waiter who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, she deliberately pretended not to hear so that Alvian felt more guilty towards him.

"Well, if you want to be like this." Alvian distanced herself from Anika and grabbed the one bag she was carrying. He chose to leave because he was completely ignored by his wife.

Seeing Alvian walking towards the main door, Anika quickly caught up with him. "Where are you going, Mom?" the cheers when he arrived at the terrace of the house.

"You and Amara are the only ones who want to go home" replied Alvian who just kept stepping away from Anika.

"Mas, don't go home dong! He said he wanted to stay here, "Anika scatters after Alvian and blocks her steps while stretching out her arms.

"Did you pose like that?" alvian asked after stopping his steps, he frowned intimately at Anika's grin. Wanting to laugh but afraid Anika even more annoyed at him.

"Mas can't go!" anika firmly with full emphasis.

"Why? What's it for, anyway? This is your house, you are just a guest. If the host just doesn't want Mas' presence, then why would Mas stay here? You think it's nice to be considered a stranger by your own wife? It's better for Mas to go home and sleep at home" Alvian grumbled as he continued his steps.

"Yes..." Anika pulled Alvian's clothes and hugged her tightly. "Don't go home, Mum! I can't sleep if there's no Mas beside me." she said, which made Alvian chuckle.

"Haha... So do not be ignorant of the husband," hose Alvian while holding Anika tightly.

"Since Mas was lazy, the time' came-come even discuss the woman. I don't like it" Anika said.

"Oh, so the story is you're jealous." back Alvian laughed which made Anika even more annoyed.

"Yes, satisfied you." growled Anika raised her head and looked at Alvian sharply.

"Hehehe... You idiot!" Alvian rattles Anika's hair and kisses her head fondly. Alvian is happy because it means Anika is afraid of losing her.

"Here you go, let's go in!" take Alvian, without warning he also carried Anika into the house. Anika complies and puts her hand on the nape of Alvian.