
"Beautiful Hold..!" Said Arga while accelerating the speed of the motor.
Of course Beautiful does not understand Arga's words, she feels uncomfortable if she has to hold Arga's body, what else should embrace her.
Suddenly....
Czechiiit....
The motor that Arga was riding stopped suddenly when a cat crossed without looking right and left.
"No Mas, don't mention it!, fortunately we didn't hit the cat" said Beautiful while hitting the shoulder of the man who is now his lover.
"Yes Sorry!" Arga returned to the motorbike, this time at normal speed only, it seems that his strategy was in vain. he had to be extra patient if he wanted to conquer the heart of the woman he loved.
Although her age is one year younger than Beautiful but her face and attitude is certainly more mature than the mother of one child, Maybe because he was a member of the military or maybe also because of Arga's cool and authoritative personality.
Arga is always cold to everyone, but not to Beautiful and her son Kay, she is really in love with them both, Arga feels there is an inner bond with Kay, what else in terms of the face there is a little similar.
Yes, of course There is an inner bond between Arga and Kay, because Kay is her niece, if their faces look a little similar, of course it is because Arga and Arief's faces are also very similar.
But Beautiful did not realize it, Arief and Arga's faces are very similar, even their names are similar.
Arief Putra Wijaya and Arganata Putra Wijaya.
If calculated, too many clues exist to be able to find traces of Arief, but somehow it is very difficult to get a meeting point.
Since ancient times, Father Arief Pak Adrian Wijaya is a landowner whose father manages. But Beautiful doesn't realize that he's Arief's father.
Then Doctor Nadine, since she was pregnant until now she and Doctor Nadine are so familiar, even Nadine considers Beautiful as her own sister.
Then the company where she and Rama work at the moment the owner is the mother of the man she had been looking for, but again the path that had been a little light was dark again.
Even what he doesn't know now is, his current boss, Is Arief Putra Wijaya, the man he loves so much, the man he misses so much, the man who had the heart to leave her and Kay without any news.
If asked why it is so difficult to find Arief, of course the answer is because God has not allowed them to meet.
Uh or maybe the Author is the time yes who hasn't allowed. ðŸ¤
***
Arga parked his motorcycle in the front yard of a simple house that has been renovated by Rama.
The house that used to be ordinary, now looks beautiful because it was renovated with Sundanese ethnic nuances, according to the wishes of his father, a beautiful courtyard surrounded by flowers and other ornamental plants, and, as well as home decorations made almost entirely of wood and bamboo.
Hearing there was the sound of an unknown motorbike engine stopping in front of the house, of course, making mother and Kay who happened to be at home splash out.
Seeing Kay running towards her, the beauty squatted down and spread her arms to welcome Kay.
"Holes.. Mommy's coming home with Papi.." Kay slipped, Kay closed her mouth for the umpteenth time. "Om Alga means mi"
Beautiful just smiled, this time she was not angry if Kay called Arga with Papi, anyway now they have officially established a relationship, who knows, who knows, one day he can accept Arga as the real Papi for Kay.
Arga crouches down, while Kay releases a hug from her mother and prefers to hug Arga.
"Om" Kay raised both her hands towards Arga. Arga who already knows the habits of his son, uh means his prospective son immediately took Kay.
"Big boy, have you eaten yet?" Arga.
"It was noon, but not yet"
"Look what Mami brought Kay!" Arga pointed at the package that Beautiful was holding.
"What yes? Guess what, kiss the fragrance first"
Gorgeous thrust the parcel in front of Kay's face, then Kay smelled her scent.
In the corner of her Enin door Kay smiled when she saw the interaction of the three of them, she was very happy to see the familiarity that intertwined between the three of them.
There is tucked hope and prayer to them, If only Beautiful and Arga united Kay would feel happy.
O Lord unite the three of them, open the door of my son's heart to Arga.
"Let's go in!, I want goeng chicken, I'm lapal"
The three of them entered before they said their greetings and kissed the mother's hand with reverence.
"Where are you, brother God and sister Diana?" Beautiful looking around the room, it seemed quiet no one was there.
"Dad, God and Diana went to check the land they were going to buy"
"God's brother wants to buy some land?"
"Yes, they're gonna build a house"
"Where's ma'am?"
"That's at the turn there, near the mushola" Mother explained everything to Beautiful.
"Please sit down, Arga! You make a drink for Arga, Neng!"
Beautiful immediately set foot into the kitchen, she made fresh tea, as her lover wished.
Gorgeous bring 3 Cups of tea to the table.
"Please drink!" Her speech.
Arga immediately drank the tea, "Emm Sweet.."
Arga.
Sweet from where the person is fresh tea.Beautiful inner.
"I want to." Hearing Arga say sweet, of course Kay wanted to give it a try.
Arga gave her tea to Kay, then she sucked her still hot tea slowly.
"It's a pait om" Kay stared at Arga.
"Try Kay to drink it while looking at Mami's smile, it must be sweet tea, haha"
You little boy, he's just according to what his fake papi said.
"Still hook om, o'm lying" Kay's lips pursed.
They all laughed at Kay's annoyed expression.
A few years ago, still vividly remembered in the mind of Beautiful, Arief had done something similar as Arga had done, combing her. How his heart felt as it flew away into the clouds.
"Kay drink this alone, this is guaranteed sweet" Seeing Kay who is still sulking, Beautiful gave the drink that was bought by Arga.
"Yes mi, this is sweet, like a mami's smile"
Beautiful ruffled the anxious head of her handsome boy.
"Oh, my mom's son is Pinter Gombal, who taught him the hell?"
"Ajalin, om Alga mi" Kay looked at the man, while she just laughed at the boy's chattering.
Mom just smiled happily looking at her...