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Kartika decided to approach her son. Make sure he doesn't do anything that crosses the line.

Meanwhile, Andra approached the man she did not know his identity with indignation.

"Yes, Om. Najwa calls him a giant uncle because of his large body, and his hairy face.Hihihi..," his clumsily identifies Mau's uncle character on the two adults flanking him.

"You can do it" angered Ameera with a slight chuckle.

"Then the other uncle?" ask Hideo.

" If uncle is handsome, uh uncle Andra.., he's never old, from me his little face is like that,"

"Just, his body is bigger, not like it first. It's the same word umma Najwa," he answered with praise, though chuckling but clearly twinkling happiness was emanating from his beautiful eyes.

"Om, also know one young man named Andra. His people are geniuses and smart to make robots," explained Hideo who was guessing, is really the man who was told so enthusiastically is the same man he knew.

"Huh, uncle handsome does make robots, Om!"

"In the largest company in the country, which is located in the capital, Tokyo," Najwa explained.

"How, Om know my uncle?" wonder Najwa.

Hideo approached him, and scrambled back the head of Najwa wrapped in khimar.

"If he is the same person, then your uncle is really a great man" Hideo said, then moving his index finger to touch the tip of Najwa's pointy nose.

"Keep your hand away from her! Men don't have manners!" hardik Andra from behind Hideo.

The man twisted his body, making both of Andra's eyes instantly smash.

"Master!"

"Uncle! Please do not be angry" asked Najwa with a trembling body because he was at least strong to see anger on Andra's face.

"Najwa, how can you let this stranger touch you?"

"Don't you understand your limits?" asked Andra with a slight softening of her voice.

"Sorry, Uncle. Umma said, Om Hideo already thinks of Najwa as their missing child," clearly with a vibrating voice.

Andra touched the trembling shoulder, understanding that her big baby could not see anyone angry. Especially himself.

"Sorry, Uncle just doesn't like that foreign man treating you like he did,"

"Only, Uncle can do it, ok?" andra said innocently, even her face looked sullen when saying so.

Unexpectedly, Najwa chuckled.

"Uncle, your face is so funny. Cute and adorable,"

"Unfortunately, I can't kiss you anymore" said Najwa. Making two pairs of eyes, which had noticed the interaction of the two of them looking at each other in confusion.

As for Andra, her face instantly flushed red upon hearing those innocent words that glided smoothly, from those two tiny lips.

In fact, his memory returned when the little girl deliberately smashed the chewy thing on his lips.

(Ish, this kid. Why is it so relaxing he said it?)

Andra immediately stood up, and changed her position to face the man who had upset her half to death.

"Sorry, Sir. I shouldn't be yelling at you" Andra said as she stuck out her hand.

Hideo accepted, smiling with relief.

One by one the mysteries unfold before him.

His suspicions had a solid foundation.

"It's okay, just relax young man," said Hideo with a smile charming

"It turns out, we admire the same Andra," Hideo said again, but this time he allocated it to Najwa.

" Uncle who was it...?" chirping proud.

Kartika approached them with great relief.

Andra can still keep her boundaries.

It is hard but he has to be patient. Soon he will find the answer to this mystery.

Najwa was heavy hearted to release the two men. I don't know why his heart warmed when he was with the two of them. Although he was satisfied with the love given by Kartika and her uncle. However, the sense of wanting to have a whole family certainly exists, and there must be.

(Show about, I have parents as good as them?)

(O Allah, I am not ungrateful to have had umma and uncle. It's just, me too!want to have a family that complements this void)

(I just want to know where I'm from)

Inner, Najwa continues to monologue.

Until unknowingly, Najwa continued to daydream along the way home.

Arriving at home, after Najwa entered his room, Kartika invited Andra into his room.

Kartika opened a box, took out a gold necklace with diamonds. Then submit a paper containing biodata or with other names of data from the birth of Najwa.

"Can you investigate it?"

*****

Meanwhile, when he got home. Hideo immediately met his uncle in his study.

"What's up, my niece?"

"Something so serious?" cecar uncle Kaito direct.

"Uncle, I need complete data from Andra El Barack" Hideo explained as he sat facing each other.

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you...,"

"Didn't my uncle ever offer me that it would help me find traces of my little daughter?" ask Hideo to make sure.

"What does this have to do with the young man?"

Finally, Hideo explains everything without him subtracting and he is exaggerating in the least.

"Please wait, not fifteen minutes, you'll get the data" said Kaito's uncle.

Before long, the man in a mustache and glasses called someone out there.

"Send the data to my email. Five minutes." he said briefly, ending his call.

Dreett, as soon as a notification comes in.

Uncle Kaito shifted the flat screen, then handed the phone to Hideo.

The narrowed eye suddenly faded, after he saw concrete data from Andra.

"So, Najwa is not Kartika's son. It's appropriate that he called the young man, with the name uncle," muttered Hideo who could still be heard by the uncle.

"Is there anything you can do again?"

" Let's say," bargained the man with his advanced age.

However, it still looks healthy and fit and active as an entrepreneur.

"You can go straight to DNA testing, and uncle can help speed up the process" Kaito said.

"Later Uncle, there's still another way," Hideo declined.

(Hopefully, Ameera's memory returns soon,)

Hideo, then alone, rushed to the room to meet his wife.

"Dear Ameera, you have to see this...,"

And, Ameera's beautiful eyes rounded for a moment.

Until, he smothered his own mouth.

"Most likely, Najwa is...,"

*****

A young man was sitting limp on the single-sized bed.

His body rests on the head of the bed.

"Abang, really don't want the face of the young woman who gave up Najwa that night, Um," he regretted.

"Let those who admit it themselves, give this necklace to Najwa," Kartika's suggestion made the young man straighten up.

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