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"Cure, baby, if she's destined to be your mommy, tomorrow there's gotta be a way for Daddy to bring her here to play with you!"
Ricko uttered it after he kissed his beloved little princess long on the forehead.
Then he went to the sofa to stretch his muscles,
Ricko lay with his right hand as a cushion of his head, looking up at Mitha's ceiling, which was full of stars.
Slowly but surely his eyes that were still feeling drowsy finally returned closed and fell asleep at a time that was almost morning.
CZECH..
Bunga opened the door to Mitha's room, the child she gave birth to three years ago still asleep with her hands hugging her favorite Doraemon doll.
He rubbed Tata's round cheeks that contained a little saliva on the tip of his lips sign that he was very soundly wading through a dream after a night of fussy because of a sudden fever.
"Mama never had time for you, sorry" said Bunga rubbed the little girl's forehead.
There was a sense of guilt in his heart especially when he was looking for someone else instead of himself in a moment of precariousness.
Not wanting to disturb, Bunga came back out of Mitha's room while carrying a bag in her hand after kissing Mitha's face again.
"I'm leaving, brother" he pounced in a soft voice in front of Ricko who was still asleep.
The pregnant woman actually came out without looking again, continue his steps and dreams so that he can quickly become an eye specialist doctor like what he aspires to be from childhood until he himself forgets his role so far to be ****IBU******.
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Hiks..hiks...
Ricko woke up from his sleep when he heard a crying sound that was not foreign to him, after being able to adjust his eyes to the light that entered through the window slit, he immediately went to Mitha's bed, and he immediately went to the bed, the little girl was sobbing behind the doll she was hugging.
"Well, why baby"
Mitha was still crying, she did not want to let go of the doll that covered her face.
"This is the same Daddy, let's Daddy see first the beautiful face Tata fitting wake up" teased Ricko hope that his little daughter stop crying.
Mitha looked up at her face, the roar of tears had already flooded her two white smooth cheeks.
The handsome man who was now a little mess was immediately taking care of Mitha, from wiping her body with warm water, wearing telon oil, choosing clothes to comb Mitha's long hair.
All Ricko does with both hands that he usually uses only for signature only if in the office.
"Udah is beautiful, we go downstairs to make breakfast" Invite her and again Mitha in the sling until the dining room .
"Good morning, sir" said Mbok Nah when he saw his big master had pulled the dining table chair.
"Morning, Mbok" he said after sitting Mitha in front of him.
"The flowers are gone?" ricko asked in a cold tone, although he actually knew without having to ask.
"Already sir, about an hour ago"
Ricko just nodded, he prepared food for Mitha first and then fed her while she ate her own breakfast.
"So you'll bring Aunt Mommy?"
Mitha's question made Ricko almost choke, he immediately grabbed the white water and up his vertical until half exhausted.
"Do you have to?" ask Ricko.
"daddy promised, Aunt Mommy promised. Why do you adults like to lie?"
DEG...
Ricko swallowed his strong Saliva, his chest felt tight suddenly hearing Mitha's words.
"Daddy often lies rich mama, do aunt mommy also want to lie to me?"
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