Hot Duda And Sexy Mom

Good at keeping secrets

The eyelids that were originally tightly closed are now slowly starting to open. Rayyan wriggled, then looked at the unfamiliar ceiling of the room in her eyes.

"Hallo Boy?"

The boy tiptoed to hear the voice of a woman. Then get up and sit up straight.

Boy? Who's he calling? he looked at a middle-aged woman sitting on the edge of the bed. The woman looked at herself with a smile, could it be that she was the one she called the boy?

"Whose grandmother? My name is Rayyan, not Boy" he said innocently in an unacceptable tone.

Seeing Rayyan's adorable behavior made Esther laugh. The woman hurriedly used her call to avoid Rayyan's anger.

"Hi Rayyan's. Is your sleep comfortable? Introduce, I'm Oma Esther" he said, extending a hand to get Rayyan's salim. The boy looked at his hand for a moment, then greeted him with a hint of hesitation.

"Omma? Does that mean you're my papa's mother?" rayyan asked while narrowing her eyes. While Esther answered him with an enthusiastic tone.

"A hundred percent right!"

"Where is my papa then?" ask the boy again with curiosity. His eyes then wildly observed the room that was five times larger than his room in the rented it was like he was looking for someone.

"Your father is at work, honey. But he'll come home to see Rayyan again."

"really?"

"Of course."

"When did he come home? What time?" his insistence is impatient.

"Not necessarily, dear. He will definitely go home after his affairs are done," Esther replied reassuringly. Instead of feeling happy, Rayyan's face was suddenly grim.

"Yes .. when Rayyan was not satisfied to meet Papa. Rayyan still misses Papa, Oma," his whine is full of sadness.

Esther who saw Rayyan's mimic hurriedly embraced him affectionately to calm down. "Patient Rayyan, yes. Papa will definitely come home. Oh yeah, is Rayyan hungry?"

The boy thought for a moment then nodded slowly.

"OKAY. Let's go down. Downstairs, Bibi had already prepared a lot of food for Rayyan. Rayyan can eat as much as possible" Esther said excitedly, while Rayyan immediately responded enthusiastically.

"really?"

"certain."

"Thank you, Oma."

"Sniffish boy." Esther rubbed the top of Rayyan's head in a fit of anxiety. Next, he guided Rayyan to the dining table.

The boy in elementary school uniform stared in amazement at the luxury of Esther's home. This whole life was the first time he had entered a house this grand. Several times he stopped for the sake of touching and feeling something interesting in his eyes.

"Rayyan likes?" ask Esther who has been watching. The woman crouched down to align themselves high and looked at Rayyan with a smile.

"Like, Oma. Oma's house is very nice and big. Does Oma know? The contract of Rayyan's residence during this time was very small. Narrowest. Even if heavy rain sometimes leaks. Rayyan pity Mama. Go home to climb up the stairs to go up to the roof of the tile," complained the plain boy with his sad face.

"Pity," said Esther concerned as she rubbed Rayyan's shoulder. "Where is Papa Rayyan going so that Mama who has to intervene to actually tile everything?"

"Ah is right. I forgot to forget." Esther's laughter explodes when she realizes that what Rayyan's father meant was Bara, her own son. Somehow the story goes to the extent that Rayyan considers Bara to be her father.

However, obviously this should not be wasted. He orders someone to find information about Rayyan and her family. Esther is in love with Rayyan. Either way, he had to get Rayyan.

"Rayyan also just met Papa, Oma. Even Mama doesn't know about this" the boy said.

"If Mama knew how? Is Mama gonna get angry and force Rayyan to come home?" ask Esther half-investigating. He wanted to know the character of Mama Rayyan from the glasses of his biological son.

"It doesn't seem like it, Oma. Mama should be happy because Rayyan has found Papa. Rayyan knew Mama Rayyan was very poor. But Rayyan also knows, Rayyan's mama is the best mama in the world. He's willing to work the bone to support Rayyan."

Secretly Esther's lips revealed a smile full of satisfaction. Rayyan is a very innocent boy.it is impossible if Rayyan makes up stories about his family. If it was true that Rayyan was born from a poor family and without a father, it would seem that it would smooth the way to adopt Rayyan. Maybe with the lure of a lot of money, Rayyan's mother would be willing to give up Rayyan willingly. That was the beginning of Esther's thought.

"The story while eating yuk. Rayyan must be hungry, right?" Esther stood up after Rayyan nodded her head. The woman then took Rayyan to the dining table.

That day he accidentally asked the chefs in their home to cook a meal that the kids loved especially for Rayyan. Since Bara brought Rayyan and then left in a deep state, he deliberately kept her awake. Not at all want to miss the adorable moment when Rayyan woke up. This time he had to extract as much information from Rayyan.

Looking at each dish served at the dining table, Rayyan suddenly lost his taste. He remembered his mother who now knew what she was doing.

Esther who caught Rayyan's change in expression immediately frowned. Bizarrely. Though all the food menu looks interesting and guaranteed to taste delicious. But why is Rayyan so tasteless?

"Well, how come you're dumb? Come on dong, eaten. Said Rayyan was hungry."

"Rayyan was suddenly full, Oma. Rayyan remembered Mama, "the boy said.

"Rayyan misses Mama?"

"Hem." Rayyan nodded sadly. "Mama Rayyan works at a restaurant, Oma. Pinter is cooking. All this food Mama ever made for Rayyan. Because look at this food Rayyan so remember Mama."

Esther smiled gently then shifted her seat to be able to embrace Rayyan. The woman who liked to carry her hair kissed Rayyan affectionately. He had thought Rayyan would forget her mother for a moment when she saw something she liked. But what he thought was wrong. Rayyan was not the type of child who was easily lulled by the lure.

Rayyan's loving nature towards her mother made Esther feel touched. She is in love and eager to adopt Rayyan. Even though he would have to bring his real mama with him, he didn't matter. Maybe he could hire that woman in his house.

If only Bara could give him a grandchild, maybe Esther wouldn't be this excited to have Rayyan.

"But anyway Rayyan has to eat, honey," Esther persuaded him afterwards. "Will Rayyan make you anxious?"

The boy frowned not understanding.

"Rayyan can get sick if you don't want to eat," continued Esther because she saw Rayyan was confused. "Did Rayyan want to get sick? Rayyan wants Rayyan's mom to be sad?"

"No way!" refute Rayyan while shaking strongly. "Mama can't be sad! Mama's hero Rayyan!"

"Then Rayyan ate, yeah."

Rayyan agreed. The boy devoured whatever Esther put on her dinner plate.

"Oma, is Oma good at keeping secrets?" rayyan asked after swallowing her food. Making Esther who had been silent since watching him eat immediately widened her eyes full of enthusiasm.

"Rayyan met the right person. Oma is good at keeping secrets. Say, Honey. What's secret?" Esther was so excited while leaning her body.

Rayyan was silent for a moment, then started talking. "Actually ...."