
"Daddy has even brought in a private teacher and paid it quite high but why your value even more plummeted... Didn't you pay close attention when your teacher taught haaa????"
Zian looked at his hands full of colored pencil marks "did you draw another Dira??" Looking at the princess was sharp
"Here it is. The name is also children, why are you h-"
"Shut up. This has nothing to do with you" stared at the sharp zeela.
"I'm now her mother, so Dira is also my business" he said and pulled her away from there.
"Aaakkkhhh" Rubbed his face rough
Tomorrow, today is Saturday.. Dira did not go to school because after the receipt of the report the students will be released for one week
Now there is only zeela and dira at home while zian, he goes to monitor the progress of his project
Zeela approached the man who was talking to a woman at the door
"What's the matter, baby?!"
"Eoh this is my private teacher mom" answered Dira
Zeela looked at the woman from the toe to the head of the "private teacher??" Inner zeela wonder
How not to be surprised if the appearance of a private teacher is felt like a person going to a party.
"E ekhem. sorry before miss, from now on we do not need a private tutor for our child anymore"
"Our son? (His murmur) sorry about this lady who?"
"My mommy, mommy just got married to daddy a few days ago" smiled
"Sorry before madam, I don't know if you're Mr. Zian's wife"
"It's okay.I'm also sorry for not informing you in advance if we don't need the services of a private tutor anymore"
"T but why all of a sudden madam?"
"I will teach my son myself" Zeela said with a smile
"Ahh so"
"Once again I'm sorry, ahh I'll send money to pay b-"
"No need madam.. mr. zian has transferred my salary a few days ago.I'm sorry then" Bend and then leave while grumbling in my heart.
"Thank you mom" he said making zeela frown confused
"I don't like that private teacher.he used to scold me and call me a stupid mom (saying) thank God there is now a mommy who teaches me so I don't need to be taught by her anymore" Smiling
"Why not report to daddy" asked her while stroking her hair
"It was but daddy defended the teacher and said I was wrong"
Zeela seemed to take a deep breath and then kissed her forehead "Now she has a mommy. whatever she feels tell mommy, if anyone hurts her, and whatever it is tell mommy everything.. Mommy will protect you" Hugged her
"Thanks mom" Smile
"Yes dear"
Zeela is trying to be a good mother, she does not want to feel lonely and feel alone as she felt before
As the days passed, Zeela grew closer to her, while Zeela and Zian had nothing special about them at all, the relationship between them was still so-so.
Today is Sunday. zeela accompanied him to a painting competition in the mall in return for Dira already got a score of 70 during the daily maths replay yesterday first.
Little by little the value of their lessons began to increase, although the increase was not too large but Zeela was so proud of her stepson.
"Mommyyyyyyyy (hugging zeela) mommy I got the champion 1" took off his arms and thrust the board of the winner of the painting race
"Mommy's son is really great.mommy is proud of you" pecked every inch of his face.
Dira smiles happily and hugs Zeela again, Dira feels so lucky to have a stepmother who loves her and understands her very well, does not limit her, and always supports her
"Dira?!!"
Dira turned his head when he heard someone call his name "Liannnn?!!!!" Smilingly
"You're here too. Buy what?"
"I didn't go shopping. I came here for a painting race"
"Really?? Has the lomb started?"
"The race is over, and I got champion one" he said with a smile then showed the winning board and the painting and it made Lian look envious at him.
"Congratulations" Smiled thinly
"Thank you. Did you buy Lian yourself??"
"Ahh this I bought some textbooks.emm dira then I go home first well later papa I look for me" Dira just nods with a smile.
Lian and her maid passed away leaving behind dira and zeela
Lian turned her head back to look at her who looked happy and continued to show the results of her work to zeela
"What's the miss" asked her when she saw her master's child looking down sad "Does she want to join the race too?"
Lian shook her head" Auntie knows, I can't draw"
"Ahh iya" Scratching his nape that does not itch
Lian turned her head again towards Dira "i envy you dira"
After a walk to enjoy street hawker five feet, zeela and dira went home..
In the living room they saw Zian who was sitting while folding his hands in front of his chest and staring at the two sharply
"From anywhere you are" Cold
"Walking around" he answered briefly
"Dira is a daily replay, you should not invite her out. don't take her to play too often she should focus on learning"
"Children will be stressed if they continue to be confined in the rh and learn.once with refreshing so that their brains do not mumet" he said.
Zian seemed to be indifferent to zeela's words "What are you holding" she asked him
"I am" Nervous)
Zian squinted his eyes "Think you're drawing again??"
Zeela was about to raise her voice but zian had already cut "Diraa!!! How many times has daddy said stop playing around and focus on your lesson.would you be concerned only with useless articles, if only, look at Uncle Dion's son he always achieves achievements in all fields while you're what haaa" Angry her
Dira just looked down while crying
"Every child has different abilities zian. You can't force this and that, you are Dira and the son of dion well is the son of dion you can't equate the two. stop managing it, you know, he's entitled to do whatever he likes d-"
"You know what you are. I'm his father I know better what he should be like" stared at Zeela sharply.
"you're the father, but you have absolutely no idea what your son is like, he has achievements in certain fields but you can't see him because what?? Because you're too busy comparing her to other people's children, you always doctrine her to be this and that, and that, he's your son Zian, not a doll or a robot who has to follow your wishes.... Why can't you just make it yourself?? Are you really a father??" His words made zian speechless
"He's not my son, but I'll never let you treat him.. Come on baby" Pull her away
"Aakkhhh shit"