Jaka Rasa Duda's

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“Mom .., Iyya lasa daddy


so weird this akil-akil!” said the little girl while raising her head


looking at the woman who had been holding him.


“Really? Strangely


why?” every time he looked at the little girl's face, he wanted to pinch her cheek,


so beautiful and adorable. Ersya seemed to forget her sadness at that moment


aslo.


“Sudden forget, tlus


suddenly myah-mayah, uh earlier daddy also smile-smile cendiyi!”


Ersya arrived


frowning listened to the little girl's explanation. He really


articulate.


Ha ha ha ….


Ersya laughed so


hard, until his body moves all because of Ersya's laughter.


“why mom laugh?”


“Mom laughs no


because Daddy Iyya is so strange, but mom is confused how to


creating a face as adorable as you are!”


ersya said as her hand was unable to resist pinching Iyya's cheek.


“Mom ihhhh ..!” Iyya


he shook his head because of Ersya. When they are cool


joking suddenly their car was surrounded by some journalists who


out of nowhere, it seems like they are deliberately lurking


their existence.


Because of the gossip


circulating has become more widespread, news of Div's proximity to ersya has always been


public spotlight, become an easy target for news seekers.


“Sorry Miss Ersya, we


just want you to clarify about your closeness with Mr Div!”


“What's right you and


taun Div is getting married?”


‘What's true miss Divia


your biological child?”


“Who started it


your relationship, Miss Ersya or Mr Div?”


“What is true news


said that you just had widow status?”


“how to start


your meeting with mr Div?”


A great deal


the question asked by the news seekers, Iyya also seen


it's getting uncomfortable.


“Sorry I can't


comment much!”:


“Please a little bit away


because my daughter is not comfortable with your presence!”


Ersya continued to hold on


Yes, he only hoped for one thing. Div immediately came and drove them all away.


He had never faced a journalist, had he been an artist


surely he wouldn't mind answering all the reporters' questions.


“Please a little bit away


from my car!” the words of someone instantly made Ersya relieved, para


the news finder turns to him leaving Ersya and Iyya.


‘Mr Div, please


announce the good news soon!”


“Good news what


you guys want?”, this time the div really intends to


serving questions journalists, he was tired of playing cat-kissing continues with


the reporters, it's time to take out his ace card for all


the reporter was silent.


“Based


the information we have, you and Miss Ersya have lived in one house, what


that's right, Mr Div?”


“True!” answer Div


curt.


“What it means to you


and miss Ersya is really going to step up to a more serious level?”


“Iya!”


“so when is the plan


happy then?”


“Next week, so


don't bother you for the next week and we'll invite you over


live by some private television stations! I'm sorry!”


And sure enough the last Div sentence has succeeded in making the


the news seeker was silent, but it was not only the news seekers who


speechless. Ersya was also dumbfounded, even her mouth gaping wide, it felt


I can't believe that guy said that.


Div is sitting in


beside him, but Ersya remained stunned. He turned to look at the man in


beside him that and alternately looked at the reporters who were still crowding in


side car. Div started running his car away from the reporters.


“if you want to protest


aja, if you are home!” div said without looking at ersya, he seemed to know


what the woman was thinking.


There is still Iyya in


between them, he could not possibly talk about it in front of the child.


After the inner war


it was finally the car arrived at home, Ersya immediately brought Iyya to her room


asking her to take a bath, she also immediately prepared clothes for Iyya. After Iyya


finished the bath, helped put clothes on for Iyya and they started eating


nights together. At the dining table it still looks silent, there is only the sound of Iyya


who occasionally invites Ersya or her daddy to talk and the rest of them


more silence.


“Iyya sleepy!” recited


Yes, Iyya was just asleep in the car this afternoon, but usually


I always have a schedule for naps. His eyes looked watery


the food is not really finished.


“Alright, Iyya drink


first then we go to the room ya!”


“Iya mom!”


Yes, I also drink


her milk and immediately got down from her seat, Ersya immediately followed and


lead him to the room, ask him to brush his teeth and read a fairy tale


before bed. Only half a sheet of Ersya read it, the little girl


already asleep.


After turning off if


the little girl fell asleep, and Ersya quickly got out of bed


and left Iyya's room. Her clothes have changed into a uniform


baby sitter's. He walked into Div's room pausing for a moment in front of the door


knocked it.


Tok tok tok tok


The back of his hand


colliding with the wooden door has made a sound.


Chequelek


A handsome man


with a thin t-shirt and bokser pants above the knee opens the door from the inside,


his face was still flat like that.


“Log in!” his orders.


Ersha without thinking


long immediately entered, he just wanted to ask the man an explanation about


in front of the media, how easily he said he would get married


next week? To heal his wounded heart has not yet come


ten percent of it, if only it looked possible the blood was still very fresh and


wet.


The man sat back


on the sofa, letting Ersya remain standing not far from where she was sitting while


these.


‘What's up?” ask again,


it felt like Ersya wanted to grab her front hair that was almost covered


those eyes. Angry and disappointed at once. The man could have taken


unilaterally without asking him first.


“What's up?” Ersya


ruffled by the waist, he looked so annoyed by the question, "


Issst ..., it's so easy to say that! Have you ever thought about my feelings? How will I be in people's eyes? How can you easily say that we're getting married next week, then how about they charge it?”


Not responding with


seriously Ersya said, the man instead smiled and looked towards Ersya who was


dustier.


“Yes we marry!”


Seriate


...Getting easy is hard it starts to be able to maintain what he has...


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