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" Aunty Ai "Who is the foster child who just came out of the fence of the international school while running small and waving his hand .

" Hey baby, let's go home "Take Aisyah to the little girl

her name is Eve.

Aisyah is a flower widow, she left her husband one year ago because of an accident . Now Aisyah must support herself by working to bring Eve her neighbor's child.

Aisyah and Eve as usual, after returning to school stopped by Alfajuni to buy snacks. Though at home Eve snacks no less. Even more. But it does not feel right if not shopping to the minimarket.

" This is it, brother ? " Task the cashier in red uniform .

" Yes, " answered Aisyah with a smile and took the money in her small bag that she always carried with her.

" Is there a member of it ? " Ask the cashier again. Aisyah shook her head and immediately changed her face when what she was looking for in the bag she did not find.

Eve looked at Aisha and asked what was going on.

Aisyah smiled and shook her head, trying to calm her heart and trying to be ordinary . In his heart he panicked.

" Duh ATM I where is this " scream Aisyah in the heart and then look at the queue to the back.

" Duh rame again. hiks. "

" I'm sorry I cancancel aja, it looks like my ATM was left behind sorry yes "Aisyah finally decided to cancel her groceries with Eve.

Eve the smart child knows Aisyah's wallet is left behind immediately understand and not sulking.

" All the same goes to me Mba " Sahut the man behind Aisyah with a smile and immediately shifted his gaze from Aisyah to the cashier and then decided his eyes to the opposite sex on the side and in front of him it.

" Eh no need sir, I can buy it next time "Aisyah said not feeling good.

" No pity his son will be imagined in the same household this hawker "said the man politely.

" Ayeah, thank you "Aisyah who kept staring at the man.

Handsome, kind, generous . That's what Aisha's mind is right now. The man took out his card and paid for his groceries as well as Aisyah.

The snacks that Aisyah and her foster children bought were included in the paper bag as well as the good man's groceries were inserted into a different paper bag.

" Thank you Mr. "Aisyah thanked the man and replied with a smile. they came out together and in the car in front of the minimarket looked a woman waiting for someone with a sour face while holding a child.

" Caca, papa bring what "The man said and make Aisyah turn towards them.

" Ah already have a wife's child turned out to be "bathin Aisyah .

" Our old papa is crying out "Tell the mother of a child named Caca.

" I'm sorry "The father of Caca kept smiling sweetly whatever the expression of the wife while holding her child in the car.

" Let's go again " Papa said from Caca to a safari-clad who looks like a driver .

" Good Mr. Darren" replied the driver as he opened the back door.

" Oh his name is Mr. Darren, his name is cute, his brother, his slave "Gunam Aisyah.

Aisyah also set her foot on her black matic motorbike, the only treasure of her late husband.

Aisyah approached the parking lot brother while talking that he paid for parking later after taking his wallet home. Because his wallet was left behind.

" Huh seriously bang ? " ask Aisyah.

" Yes 50k I was given "Say the brother parked while shaking the blue sheet of money.

" Ah yes, thank you "Ayesha smiled sweetly .

" Sip ka Ai. Carefully walk "The prayer from Abang parking and returned a smile by Aisyah.

Aisyah began to advance her motorbike and Eve held tightly to Aisha's stomach until they reached one of the large houses in the area of Aisyah's house.

Eve came down while carrying a paper bag containing food that she had bought at the minimarket.

After making sure Eve entered the house and met with her housekeeper, Aisyah walked home accompanied by a wave of hands from Eve.

Aisyah's house and Eve's parents' house were not far away just a few meters away. So it didn't take long for Aisyah to get home.

After opening her hijab, Aisyah wears her usual clothes at home. Hotpants and clothes lacking material.

Aisyah's house is quite sultry so she also prefers to wear cool clothes. Plus just him alone in the house no one will see him.

If there is a guest or courier package, he simply wears a jacket hanging near the door.

Aisyah is not a woman who has a long hijab, but she still closes her aura if out of the house, for the hijab she only wears a pasmina and a rectangular hijab to cover her head.

Aisyah was still daydreaming of the beautiful face she had seen in the minimarket. And yet she remembered with her late husband . Immediately brushed off a sense of admiration for other men besides her late husband.

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In a different house,

" Caca who's here "Task the Oma while holding her granddaughter.

" Same papa Mama Oma, but Mama went to her friend's place to get a round. So now Caca is the same papa who is here "clearly Caca to Oma

" Ah yes it's okay to play with Oma same Opa yes" said the Oma.

Caca nodded happily and started playing with his Oma.

While Papa Darren, chatting with his Papi in the workspace discussing his project .

Trng Tring Tring Tring.

All three adult phones in the house sounded.

" This weekend gathers at Mami Nala's house right ? Cook a good one Mih. team hore on mau dateng nih "said the eldest granddaughter of the only woman in the Nugroho family.

" Yes dear, bring your child everything yes no one is left behind "reply Oma from Caca that.

They continued to send messages until Darren came and sat next to the Mami.

" You still feel the same about him ? " asked the Mami and returned a sad look by Darren.

" Why Mih, Darren must accept all the decisions that Darren takes "his answer while laying his back on the sofa and slightly lowering his seat until he leans back and his body rests on his Mama's sofa

" Mommy knows divorce is hated by God, but if it is not healthy to be flanked again Dar "mami rubbed the head of the child like rubbing the head of a child.

Because even though he is an adult, for parents, his children remain children for him.

Anyone want Darren from the Nugroho family ?

This is the story of Darren Arash Nugroho. Son of Mami Nala and Papi Gerald.

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