
After they were on the side of the road, Andri called a passing taxi by waving his hand. Bia who was in Beeve's arms hugged her mother very tightly.
The taxi stopped, and the little family rode in. During the trip, Bia did not stop crying.
“Honey, everything is fine, you don't cry anymore son.” said Beeve while giving a soft kiss on his daughter's hair.
“Hiks.. Yes ma.” Bia also stopped her crying, although occasionally still shed tears.
Andri who felt Beeve had too much she hugged their daughter, asked for turns.
“Honey, here I am the bench Bia, you must be tired.” said Andri.
“Nothing kok mas, I'm still strong.” Beeve won't give Bia away, because the trauma will separate again.
“My love, you're recovering from a fever, how about you still have a little heat on your body? Later our child will be sick again.” Andri rubbed the top of Beeve's head with a warm smile.
Beeve, who thinks her husband's words have a point, gives Bia to Andri. But Bia did not want to let go of his embrace.
“Bia wants the same mom,” said her little daughter.
Then the gentle Andri said, “Mama again hurts baby, later if Bia also hurts how? Is Bia not afraid of syringes using needles?” Bia also glanced at Andri who frightened him.
“Bia is not afraid of om, Bia is used to often prick needles.” Bia bright with innocence, which makes Andri and Beeve frown their foreheads.
“Do I often get sick son?” ask Beeve.
“No ma, but if Bia is naughty, grandma often stabs Bia using a needle.” Andri and Beeve look at each other.
Goddamn bum! inner Beeve.
Andri who knew that Beeve had emotions, immediately calmed him down.
“Please baby, I know how you feel, we take care of it slowly, okay?” Beeve nodded, although he actually wanted to eat people so upset.
“Come, sit with papa,” Andri said by opening his hands wide.
“Papa?” Bia is confused, because to her knowledge, her father has died.
“Iya dear, this is papa.” Andri pointed to himself.
“Papa's grandmother said..”
“Sstt... Papa is here, come love equally papa, your time with your mama continues? Papa is very jealous if you do not do fair.” when Bia is still confused, Andri immediately moves Bia's body on his lap.
“Papa?” said Bia.
“Iya darling?” sahut Andri while kissing Bia's cheek.
“Don't leave Bia again.” Bia who does not understand the state of hugging Andri's body, Andri also returned the embrace of the princess he continued while embracing Beeve's body as well.
When the family arrived at the hotel, they went straight to the room, because it was late at night.
Bia whose eyes were still bright continued to invite Beeve and Andri to speak.
Chequek!! When the door opened, they entered.
“Bia, it's night, you're sleeping son,” Beeve led his daughter's body into bed.
“But Bia still want to chat with mom and dad,” said Bia.
“Iya dear mama know, but sweet child can not stay up, mama and papakan go nowhere.” Bia's face immediately moody, he was afraid later when he woke up his parents left him.
Andri as the head of the household also holds the shoulder of his wife.
“Let it be dear, after all we have long missed each other, play with him, I want to find food first, pity our daughter, must be hungry,” explained Andri.
“Anything Bia likes ma,” replied Bia.
“No other food you want right now?” ask Andri.
“Hem, can I ask for more than one meal?” ask Bia back.
“Of course, darling, many do not matter, as long as your beautiful child spends it, you should not waste it even a little,” explained Andri.
“It can be so?” muttered Bia, who was usually only fed potluck by the Cristian family.
Because since the departure of her real father, Bia became the target of revenge for the Celine family. They blamed 1-year-old Bia for Cristian's passing to the creator.
Bia's life is also filled with violence every day, lucky he is still given long life by the almighty.
“Bia... Bia...” Beeve and Andri take turns calling the name of their dreamy daughter.
“Iya ma, pa?” Bia looked up as she shed tears, although she was still young, but the bad treatment she had obtained was strong in her heart, throughout her memory, she never forgot the behavior of her grandmothers and omnya.
“What's the matter, baby? Why are you crying?” ask Beeve curiously.
“No ma, Bia only hungry.” Bia who was afraid, chose not to tell what he felt at that time.
“Yes my son, forgive papa yes, even linger here, yes already, papa go down first, you and mama just play ya baby.” Andri rushed out of the room to the restaurant in front of the hotel.
Bia who had been talking a lot suddenly silent a thousand languages, his mood suddenly became somber, because it remembered the memories of his past.
“Darling, what's up? Why are you so quiet?” Beeve stroked his daughter's hair.
“Bia just sleepy ma.” replied Bia with a thin smile.
“Oh, so yes son.” then Beeve put his body and Bia into a soft bed, Beeve who wants to get close to the beloved princess, put Bia's head on his arm, and, next he hugged Bia while patting his daughter's butt.
“Sleep son, later if papa is back, mama will wake you.” Bia nodded, then closed her eyes.
Mama's body fragrant, the bed is also soft, do not leave Bia ya ma, Bia does not want to go back to grandma's house again, there Bia just sleep on the mat, Bia just sleep on the mat, and also often get angry and hit, if with mama I'm sure, I will be loved, like aunty Angel who always spoils Zea, Bia's inner.
Unknowingly, Bia had fallen into a deep sleep in the arms of her mother.
Andri who just returned excitedly called the name of the princess.
“Bia dear papa bring lots of food!”
“Ssttt!!” Beeve stuck his index finger to his lips.
“Our child has slept mas.” said Beeve in a very slow voice.
“Oh.” Andri nodded, he very carefully put the food he brought to the table which was not far from the bed.
After that, Andri went up to the bed, right next to Bia. Andri then stroked Bia's sleepy hair.
“But Bia is hungry again, what is the problem if she sleeps on an empty stomach?” andri asked in a whisper.
“Wait a minute mas, I pity if you wake up now, because he just slept,” explained Beeve.
“Oh, fine then, but... I'm already very hungry, can I eat first baby?” ask Andri.
“Eat only mas,” replied Beeve.
“You also have to eat, later your pain relapses again,” said Andri.
“Iya mas.” Beeve
...Seriate......