Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 30

The goddess immediately nodded as the husband had not finished speaking. His face was again sparkling to hear the solution from his beloved husband. This was his chance to make up for all the mistakes he had made so far.

"But Shania said yesterday that Arshaka still loves her. He married Shaila because he was forced to. How'this?" ask the Goddess with concern.

"If he was forced to marry our youngest daughter, his eyes would not look that deep. I'm sure if our daughter-in-law loves Shaila very much. I know because I'm also a man, so I know what his eyes mean. If you want to make your youngest happy, don't hesitate to do it!" sahut Nathan sage.

Meanwhile, Grace is waiting for Shaila and Azka at the mall. At the children's game center. The restless woman waited anxiously for the arrival of Shaila and the child who did not see the trunk of his nose.

Grace is worried that Shaila is lying to her, but she already trusts the innocent girl. Actually he pityed because he already knew how the nature of Arshaka that easily ignited emotions, if something beyond his expectations.

Shortly thereafter, Grace is seen by a confused boy searching for his parents. The boy was separated from his parents and is currently looking for them. All of a sudden, the boy accidentally bumped into Grace so that the ice cream in his hand came loose and fell.

"You all right, Deck?'' ask Grace about the little boy.

"Azka it's okay, Onty. But, Azka's ice cream fell, when it was just bought," the three-year-old replied looking adorable in Graceila Johnson's eyes.

"You want Onty to buy me another new one?" ask Grace.

"Eh, Onty's the one who came to my father's graduation the other day" said Azka innocently.

Grace's eyes glazed over, moved that the little boy could already remember her who was only briefly present in the boy's life. The woman hugged the body of the child who had been abandoned at the age of one Sunday.

"Yes, Honey. This is yesterday's Onty" Grace replied tearfully.

Shaila who was watching from a distance, the corner of her heart throbbed pain. For a long time he had not felt the affectionate embrace of the woman who had made him exist in this world. The corner of his eye was already dewy, ready to drip if it was blinked.

After waiting for a while, in order to get rid of the tears, Shaila approached the mother and the child. His face was made as happy as possible so as not to be discovered if he was to grieve for the separation of mother and child.

"I am gone not because of my own flesh and blood, but because I have given up on my husband's love. No woman can live with someone who has never loved us. I gave up, but I regret leaving my own flesh and blood."

Grace's words the other day were still ringing in her ears and spinning in her mind. Especially considering when looking into the eyes of the woman who seemed devastated because until now still loves an ex-husband who never glanced at her. Shaila wondered if her fate would be the same as Grace, her husband's ex-wife.

"Hi, Bubun Champ! Just who is it?" sapa Shaila approached the child with a smile as if everything was fine.

"Bun, there's Onty who came at my father's graduation the other day" the three-year-old boy fought.

"Oh yeah? Already acquainted?"

"Already, Bun. Even Onty wants to buy ice cream again, for the fall changein earlier." The little boy was very enthusiastic about telling what happened to his mother.

"Say what, honey?"

"Thank you, Onty. May the goodness of Onty be avenged by Allah be multiplied. Aamiin," said Azka.

Finally the three of them decided to go to an ice cream stand not far from the place. After that, they headed for the children's game center as per their agreement yesterday.

The two women who had been married by Arshaka looked familiar, like brothers. They talked about Arshaka's unpredictable attitude. The man is sometimes kind and attentive, but he often shows a flat and cold attitude like polar ice.

In between the chat, Azka occasionally calls them while playing. The little boy was too active for a child his age. Strangely though active, the boy never complained of being tired after a day of playfulness.

The three of them seemed to be joking with each other, moving from one game stand to another. Without them realizing there was someone watching their movements. Initially only intend to make sure what they do, long time so curious and always follow their activities today.

Azka is very happy because today he can play as much as possible. As long as his movements are always limited by his father. Not satisfied to play the father must have asked him to stop playing it, with the reason it was time to rest.

Arshaka's way of being too hard on Azka sometimes makes Shaila wipe the chest. Children the age of Azka should still be satisfied playing not always have to learn. Playing while learning will certainly be more fun and easily absorbed, it's just that it takes time for those who are in a career..

Therefore, whenever Shaila does not have hours of college always invite Azka to play while studying. Even so, Shaila was always disciplined in time so that the three-year-old was used to discipline early on.

After several hours of playing together, Azka was already looking tired. Finally, Shaila said goodbye to Grace. On the grounds that the little boy had to rest, so that the woman who had given birth to Azka understood. Grace had to agree.

"Azka want to call Onty called Mommy? Onty had already regarded Azka as Onty's own child," asked Grace in a stifled voice holding back her cries, but a smile was etched on her pretty face.

"Bun, may?' ask the little boy to mom and get a nod in response.

"Good, Onty. See u!" the boy answered the bule woman he knew as his father's friend.

"No! Call me Mommy, Dear!"

"Ok, see u. Mommy," Azka exclaimed as she walked in Shaila's hand leaving Grace alone.

Not long walk. Shaila was sorry to see the boy continued who began to limp because of tired and sleepy. The girl directly carried Azka without asking much. On the way home, the adorable little boy fell asleep.

After traveling twenty minutes, they reached the residence of Damian Mandala, Arshaka's parents. Azka seemed to have fallen asleep so much that Shaila carried the boy towards her room.

"Where are you from? Husband not home from work?"

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