Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 56 6 times bobo.

There is a certain sadness for the beautiful to see the T-shirt that Arga holds.

It should be Papi Arief, not Arga, but how else even now Arief seems not to know him at all.

His years of waiting were lost when Arief did not remember him, not unwilling to explain to Arief who he was but afraid to accept rejection.

Right now just let time go, there will also be times when he dares to say it.

On the way home Kay fell asleep, after being satisfied with playing, the day was so late so fun playing them until they forgot the time.

For the woman, let her heart waver erratically as long as her child is happy, and Kay's happiness comes from Arga.

He can't imagine if one day the reality will be open, he doesn't know what will happen, if Arga knows that Kay's father is Arief his own biological brother.

Throughout the day he spent time with his family, gathering, and eating together, until the afternoon Arga invited him to return to Jakarta.

"Kay, Mami go to work first!" Beautiful squatting equated her body with Kay.

"I'm with Mami" Kay keeps sticking to her, and doesn't take her mama's hand out of hers.

"Don't come, baby, far away, there can't take a child, and there can't bring a toy soldier, if Kay wants to leave her new toy, then, if left behind, someone will take it." Beautiful tried to persuade her son.

Kay shakes. Finally she wants to let her mom go.

"When did mom come home? don't dawdle!"

"Calculate from tonight, 6 times Kay bobo night, tomorrow Mami will go home"

"So here's Mami?" Kay raised 6 fingers.

"Yes, smart boy, you don't be naughty! Mommy loves you"

Kay nodded and hugged and kissed her cheek.

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"We'll stop by my mom's house or go back to your contract?"

"Go home for a minute, I'll take a shower first, get hot" he said, flapping his hands to his face.

"Okay" Arga drove the bike faster than usual.

"Slowly mas!"

"Hands Only, let it come quickly" said Arga while pulling Beautiful hands on her waist.

Didn't Arief always say that and do the same. Indeed his heart was confused how, Arga was so good to him and his son but the presence of Arief made his belief to accept Arga a little shaky, whereas Arief's attitude was so, then what if Arief remembered him again, what happened to his relationship with Arga.

Arga waited for the woman in front of the terrace, he felt bad if he had to wait inside.

Of course before the most delicious black coffee in the entire world made by his lover was presented to accompany him.

After waiting for almost 30 minutes the woman came out.

Arga was stunned to see the appearance of the woman of his choice, even with his simple clothes.

"You're Beautiful" she said.

"Yes, my name is beautiful"

"Yes you're the most beautiful beauty" Arga smiled looking at the red hue on the woman's cheek.

Hearing Arga praise her he felt ashamed, lately many praised her, saying that she was beautiful, and many also tried to approach her.

Unlike the old days, everyone was insulting him, making fun of him because of his bad face.

'The name is beautiful but the face is ugly'

'The name doesn't match his face'

'See if she's not shy about having a pretty name, but an ugly person'

'Basic, ugly duckling'

All the insults were ringing back in her ears, everyone hated her, called herself ugly, and only one person said that she was beautiful, and that was Arief.

'Not only is your name beautiful but your face is also beautiful'

When everyone says she's ugly, Arief says she's beautiful.

But now on the contrary, everyone says that she is beautiful but Arief says 'It is with confidence that your parents have named you Beautiful Jelita, when your face is like that'

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"Assalamualaikum Ma"

"Girishal"

Mama Galuh looks happy to see the arrival of her Son, what else with bringing someone.

"Where's the kid, mama misses" Mama scans the surroundings hoping Arga takes Kay with her.

"He's not coming, he's in bandung"

Mom's face turned disappointed.

"When Mama wants to meet him, let's go in baby!"

Degs....

When he entered it he was presented with an incredible view.

A family picture was firmly displayed in the room.

Poto Papa, Mama, Nadine, Arga, and Arief were clearly there.

The face of young Arief was so hypnotizing, the face he so longed for, made him feel at home for a long time looking at him.

But, Papa Arief's face seemed familiar to him, but where he had met, I don't know he seemed to have forgotten.

Oh yes I remember.

He just remembered, he met a long time ago, their parents were called to school because of an incident with Rangga.

A smile rang on his lips recalling the event, how Arief desperately defended him.

"Why smile like that" Arga nudged Gorgeous's shoulder.

"Ah no"

Beautiful sit and talk lightly with Mama Arga.be it about work and about the others.

My mother very much welcomed his arrival.

"Next time if you come here again, you must bring the sweet child, Mama would like to pinch the cheek of the kingpin"

"Next week Arga brings him here ma, if there's no obstruction"

Mom was so happy to hear what she said just now.

Beautiful eyes circulated scanned Arief's whereabouts, but the house seemed quiet no one else seemed, only seen a few domestic assistants.

"The 2-door refrigerator where's Bun?"

"Ga, don't be like that, he's your brother, Arief isn't home, he says he's meeting with a client"

"Sunday is still working, workaholic basis."

Finally he found out Arief's whereabouts, fortunately Arief did not exist, he was just not ready if he had to meet Arief and Arga simultaneously.

Surely Arga will be suspicious of his expression later, at this time he will only keep meetings who Arief really is, until Arief himself who recognizes who he is.

The night was late, the atmosphere of the luxury house with 3 floors in the classic European style was increasingly quiet, unlike in his home although simple but warm atmosphere because all family members gathered.

"It's late, I'll go back to Bandung, and take her back to the contract"

"Next time bring the Ga car, do not bring the motor, mama worried"

"Don't worry ma, Arga is already an expert in driving it"

"Mama believe you, but be careful!"

It is still recorded clearly in the memory of the middle-aged woman with 3 children when Arief had a motor accident that put him in a coma for 2 months and made him lose his memory until now.

There is a trauma of his own seeing his children riding a motorcycle.even he strictly forbids Arief to drive a motorcycle, the car must use a driver.

The Arga motor drove out of the nearly 3-meter-high gate.

Not long ago a black luxury car came in.

"Whose motor just got out of here, Ma?"