DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Pov Akram (Jealous)

Me and Raisya got to the hospital. Alda is still sleeping. I asked Raisa to play around with drawing and counting for a while. Then I said goodbye to Alda's mother. I'm going to a broken shaman, want a massage of my sprained hands and feet. Bagdah Magrib, I just returned to Alda's ward.

While playing with Raisa, there was the sound of a man saying his greetings. Mom quickly opened the door and the man entered with his elegance, my eyes were drawn to see the figure of the man, I think the man who swerves this alda is handsome and very authoritative.

After observing the man, I refocused on playing with Raisa and occasionally listened to the conversation between Alda and the man and the mother of course the man asked the chronological events of Alda who had an accident. Alda told it reinforced with the mother's story. I guess and I judge, this guy is a taste in Alda.

"Other times have to be careful, yes, see people want to crash, should avoid, do not make being challenged." Said the man who swerved Alda, whose name I don't know who. I pura budeg, do not feel spoken to. So many times the tone of his speech, why do I ngubrisnya.

Silent

"Did you hear? hey the guy who hit Alda." Tutored firmly.

I raised my face lazily "Talk to me?" he asked with a careless expression, pointing at himself.

"Yes, there's no way I can talk to Raisya." Sahutnya with face.

"Yes master, next time I'll be more careful." Answer me with a soft tone. Why take heart his speech, sok kali. If he was the one who experienced the incident, surely he could not be evasive either.

"Emmm.... "I'm saying yes to Alda." Said the man smiling. "I haven't received your resignation. After you are healed. You can work again."

Ooh.. This man is Alda's boss. I'm sure one hundred percent, if this guy has a heart for Alda.

It turned out that the man was familiar with Raisya as well. Where he asked to be carried by the man again. Raisya has a lot of stories. I didn't seem to focus on listening to Raisya's rant. I was so good, seeing the man's attitude that pretentious care about Raisya. Like wanting to be Raisya's stepfather.

"Om tomorrow I'm not going to school, please tell us ummi om!" Said Raisya approaching the man named Armand who is now walking towards the door.

"Oowww.. Yes son!" The man named Armand, gently rubbed the top of his head Raisya.

"Mama doesn't have any more hape, the hape is broken. So, can't tell ummi Ida. My uncle is also gone. Said my father's men were taken by the actor.."

"Raisyah... " Alda snapped at her daughter Raisya. Raisya is a child of the present, many stories and pretentious.

"I'm sorry, Armand boy." Mother pulled Raisya away from Armand. I could only take a deep breath at the child. What a grown-up Raisya.

"Iihh grandma, sick!" Raisya threw out Mother's hand which held tightly to her arm.

"What's wrong mom." Said the man named Armand was soft, crouching down to be on par with Raisya who was still held by the mother. "Tomorrow to tell umy ida." Now Mr. Armand swiped his chin Raisya. "Smart kid!" again, then stand up.

You little familiar.

"Om going home?" ria's steps stopped. He turned his body, facing Raisya.

"Dear, it's night." Her mouth gently looked at Raisya affectionately.

"Me and Reza are brothers. Reza, brother and I said his sister. And Reza's brother said, om can also be my father."

I was amazed to see the behavior of Raisya, who was now talking with those glassy eyes. I'm sure he misses the father figure a lot. Poor Raisya too. Try it, I don't push, Juli took Evan. Maybe Evan, didn't divorce Alda. I feel so guilty.

I'm not the only one surprised. The man that Armand, Alda and mother were also no less astounded. The man looked at Alda and the mother in turn. He looked a little confused, to respond to Raisya's words. And finally his gaze ended to Raisya.

"Yes dear, Raisya can call this om, father!" His words pinched the gemes of Raisya's cheeks. Then the man glanced at me Alda. I saw Alda, so it was wrong with his mysterious gaze. What Alda, he likes this guy too.

Hadeuh..

There is a heavy competition. Is this guy a widower too? Koq made by Alda not with his wife

"Mr.. A sling?!"

Gosh darn.. Raisya spread out both hands. Hope to be welcomed by Mr. Armand to be carried.

"All right...!" Mr. Armand welcomed Raisya's hand. Raising the little girl, carrying her happily. Mr. Armand and Raisya laughed loosely, as the armand pack turned around while carrying Raisya. I became jealous, wishing I was familiar with Raisya.

"When did you marry your mom?"

The question of when the man married his mother made me choke with my own spit.

I saw that Mr. Armand's body froze with Raisya's question.

"Reisha...!" alda snapped strongly, staring intently at his daughter whose mouth was not on the brake.

"Mama, why are you angry?" he said with a frown.

"I'm sorry, Mr Armand?" I don't want Mr. Armand to misunderstand me, because of Raisya's words. Frightened sir Armand thought, I taught Raisya to talk like that."

The man only smiled wryly in response to Alda's words. He sent down Raisya from his arms.

"Om can be your father, son, even if he's not married to your mother." He spoke softly to Raisya who seemed confused by the man's words.

Muna's... It is obvious that he has a taste in alda.

"Ooh.. People say people should marry first?' Raisya said with a confident expression. Where did that adult learn from?

"That if Raisya no longer has a father, then om can marry your mother. Raisya still has a father?" Obviously the man seemed to have no objection to Raisya's request to be his father.

"Oohu.. You have to die first, huh? can I marry my mom?!"

Haha..

Evan must die quickly. Koq I feel funny with every babble Raisya.

"Reisha....!" now alda and mother alike are snapping at Raisya. Mother quickly distanced Raisya from Mr. Armand. I just held back from laughing at this incident.

"Mommy's habit, children talk that way, they don't know what it is to get married. They just know that mom and dad should get married. So we have to give understanding to Raisya." Obviously Mr. Armand is calm to mom.

This guy is good at being calm. Eemm.. Pantes Alda looks like it. Maybe when Evan wasn't paying attention to Alda. Alda noticed this boss of his. The bias of love can arise, from togetherness.

"Yes, sir, but this is a child if opposed to talk, a lot of his words. It won't be finished until night." Sahut sungkan mother. "I'm sorry Mr. Armand, Raisya's words don't take heart." Obviously mother again, holding Raisya to be quiet in the mother's embrace.

"Yes ma'am, okay come home first Raisya." Mr. Armand pinched the ruby cheek of raisya. It was familiar to the man.

"Yes papa, don't forget tomorrow papa sayin same umy ida huh? I can't go to school."

Hadeuhwas...

I'm getting dizzy with Raisya's behavior

He even called Mr. Armand with his papa. Why don't I just be your father, son.yelling me in my heart, looking at the coquettish Raisya.

"Yes dear." Armand turned to Alda. Eemm.... The Alda even smiled faintly returning the gaze of the basket's eyes of the man named Armand.

"Go home, ma'am." Say it again to mom.

"Yes to Armand." Mom drove Mr. Armand to the doorway.

After Mr. Armand left, Raisya immediately approached his mother.

"Ma, why can't you marry me, Reza's father?" ask her curiously. My eyes never left that mother and child. I saw Alda confused about his daughter's question.

"Because you still have a father, baby. And Om Armand still has a wife. Your mother's your friend Reza." Clearly Alda was grimacing in pain. Alda seems to be in pain. I feel sorry to see it

"Ooo.. But, there's my friend's mother's two." He said again with spirit. Raisya likes to tell stories. I laughed when I heard Raisya. I lay my body on their back. No way, I laughed in front of them.

"Raisa, don't bother your mama. Mama wants to rest, let it heal quickly." Mama said, gently pull Raisya's hand to get away from Alda. Mother finally led Raisya to lie on the mat. "We're sleeping, look at it's Akram's sleeping too." I was actually pretending to sleep, from just now look and hear what happened..

"What time is it?"

"It's 10 at night." Answer mother.

"Oww... It's night anyway, grandma. Mother, mother.." I pretended to be asleep, just listening to Raisya's chattering.

"Raisya, sleep..!" Mom snapped at Raisya. I'm being pity. I turned back, and now faced towards Mother and Raisya.

"Emmm...What if Om Akram was my father. Is Akram living in our house?"

Seers...

Both my eyeballs are breaking upon hearing Raisya's ravings. This is the sentence I have been waiting for.

"Raisyah... Sleep...!" mom's snapping at Raisya. That powerful impact made my voice growl. I closed my eyes again. Because I saw mother and alda, already emotional with Raisya's behavior.

I choose silence.

TB

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