I'm Not the First

Chapters. 1

The sound of the footsteps of a child running around with his quick and agile footsteps. Without a second thought, he pushed the door hard. The door was pushed firmly by Fatir with his small and cute hands. He did not care about the owner of the room.

While the owner of the room is so serious and solemn in chanting the holy verses of the Qur'an is not at all disturbed or disturbed by what is done by Fatir. He ran and hugged Asti's back which was still tightly closed by the white face.

"Mama Ariana!!! Screeched Fatir with a happy smile.

Fatir hugged Asti tightly while Asti was quite surprised by Fatir's spontaneous action.

"Oahhhh!! Who's it!! A ghost!! Tuyul eehh pocong!!" Jerit Asti was quite surprised by what Fatir did.

Asti was shocked to death when Fatir suddenly without warning immediately hugged him from behind. Asti tried to push Fatir's body which he thought was the tuyuk strongly, until Fatir's body was pushed and sat on the floor.

"Ahh Mama is sick!!" fatir complained of pain.

Fatir then got up again and re-hugged Asti's body tighter than before.

"Mama! please don't ban Fatir, Mama! I miss Mama's presence so much, "the pensive whine of Fatir behind Asti's back.

"Mama!! I miss Mama Rania!" Fatir said with a face pengelasnya his son Bayu the second grandson of Bu Sari owner of his workplace Asti became a household assistant.

"You're vain? a-I mama you Nak," Asti reply that stammered in speaking because his feelings were still ketar ketir fear and shock and was surprised by the incident due to the actions of one of his master's children.

Asti just wanted to get rid of his hand Fatir from his body, he immediately opened his voice so, Asti canceled his intention and neutralized his feelings.

Fatir hugged Asti tightly with an occasional hiccup, "Mama! don't go again well, I miss you so much, I don't want to be alone without Mama, Farhat's sister just as Farah doesn't want to play with me," Fatir whined on his sobs.

Asti could not bear to hear the boy sobbing, the sound of Fatir's crying made Asti's heart full and touched in such a way. Asti did not expect that the child who would become his foster child turned out to save a deep longing for his late mother who died about three years ago and had never seen him.

"Mom, I envy seeing friends every day being ushered by their Mama, I'm always being ushered in by papa but, I'm also bored and want to kayak other friends!" Fatir said with his sigh that was still crying while hugging Asti's back.

Without feeling his tears Asti was dripping, "O Allah, how sorry this child, at the age of just 5 years old must live without his mother," asti's mind is also moved to see the condition of the little boy.

Unintentionally Madam Ingrid who initially wanted to wake her three grandchildren continued to look and listen to what they were talking about from the interaction of the two. Her tears drop by drop flowed down her cheeks. Asti took the initiative to rotate his body and their faces looked at each other.

Fatir rubbed his eyes and made sure well who the woman he had called and considered was the woman who had given birth to him into this world. He spontaneously lowered his head in a sad and sad look on his face.

"Sorry! I thought you were Mama Afifah" she said.

Fatir's tears fell to the floor because of his position sitting on the ceramic floor. Fatir did not expect and guessed that the woman who was wrapped in face and all over her body was not his mother. He again sobbed in his tears. Even her crying became more and more.

Asti looked at him wryly, "It seems that he was disappointed that he already knew who I was, O God. I really felt sorry for his fate of being born into a rich family but, having to thirst, having to be thirsty, poor affection from a woman figure of the same name mother," Asti implied.

Without hesitation Asti slowly pulled Fatir's body into the warm embrace of his embrace. Asti's age and age can be very young and minimal parenting experience, but at that time he proved and showed two people who secretly pay attention to what he did amazed.

Attitude and attention poured and directed by Asti able to subdue, tear down the wall of Fatir ego that is extraordinary so far.

Bayu whose intention was also to see his children at that time because he had just arrived from his office also shed tears, "Oh Allah… it turns out that all this time my son wanted a baby Sitter figure that could be used as a role model and confiding friends so that he had been active and naughty, all this time, maybe all of my chosen Baby Sitter didn't treat my kids like Asti did in front of my son," inwardly Barata Yudha Frans Adityaswara then rubbed the remaining teardrops that had flowed on his cheek.

He then decided secretly to leave the place, he did not want anyone to see him there watching what happened to one of his twins. Asti stroked Fatir's back slowly with tenderness and affection.

"I'll try to be a papa as well as your Mama son, although as long as papa becomes a manager, papa's job in the office is more and more busy as well but, as long as you are a manager, your job at the office is getting more and more busy too, papa will do all he can to give you sincere and generous affection for your whole heart and soul Papa" Yudha's great-grandson.

Fatirs who get such treatment either on the basis and encouragement of what resulted in the change in Fatir. There was a warm feeling that suddenly radiated from within the little boy's heart and feelings. Slowly but surely Fatir can be calmer than before.

A happy smile fell on Bu Inggrid's lips, "Oh my God… thank God I did not choose her wrong to be the nanny of choice for my three grandchildren and hopefully Farah and Farhat are also affectionate and submissive like Fatir who has been the most naughty, so far, selfish and stubborn compared to her other siblings" Mrs Ingrid said.

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