Kyra Love Design

DCK - 55

The god smiled when he saw that Caca was finally willing to extend his hand to Kyra and Arsya. At least the first step to bring Caca closer to Kyra and Arsya was successful, although not yet one hundred percent.

"Pa, Caca wants to go home. Caca is sleepy and it's time for Caca bobo noon!" pinta Caca hugging the God.

"But.... " The god looks towards Arsya. He still wants to spend more time with his son.

With Arsya, the boy looked confused. This was the first time she had ever met and had a conversation with her real father, but now her father was leaving with Caca. Things that his brain could not accept.

If he's his son, then what's his father's relationship with Caca? Is he also the son of his father? That thought is what comes into Arsya's brain.

"Come on, Pa, Caca's asleep!" whine Caca while continuing to shake the hand of God.

This time Ariana smiled happily. If he had almost lost because Caca finally wanted to get to know Kyra and her son, but not this time. He was certain that the Gods would not be able to resist Caca's wishes.

"Ma, isn't Arsya papa's son? But, why can't Arsya spend time with papa as Arsya likes?" arsya Lirih. The boy's face now looks gloomy.

Kyra glanced at the God for a moment. It seemed that he could not bear to force his son to give up for Caca's sake. But, it is not wrong Caca also behaved spoiled to God because the little girl knows, God is her biological father.

"Honey. You are also recovering and you need to rest. We go back to the room first and let papa nemenin Caca go home. Arsya can play again with papa. Okay." Okay." Kyra tries to persuade her son to understand.

"Why doesn't papa nemenin Arsya sleep? Why was it only that child who was accompanied by papa? Arsya's also his son, Ma?" arsya protests.

Be ill. That's what God and Kyra felt, seeing her son sad. God was eager to spend time with his new-known son. But letting Caca go home with Ariana is also not a good option. The gods fear Ariana will hurt Caca if she lets Caca go home along with the woman whose heart is already covered by the obsession.

"Caca, Caca came home with onty yuk! After this, I still have work at the hotel. So, can't get Caca to sleep. Let Onty the Caca sleep! Later if papa's work is done, papa will follow Caca. Would you like Caca to go home and sleep with onty?" Anne persuaded her nephew. He knew his brother was in a difficult situation right now.

"No want! Caca wants bobo with papa, Onty. Caca kangen with papa. Caca hasn't seen each other in a week. Caca wants to keep papa together." Caca still refused and whined.

"Ra, i.... " Dewa hasn't finished his words yet, Kyra has interrupted.

"I'll be back soon" said the Lord. He promised to see his son soon after taking Caca home.

"Not a day to meet his biological son, the man has hurt Arsya. Are you sure you'll come back with a guy like that?" Maya speaks cynically.

As a mother and grandmother, Maya certainly hurt to see her beloved granddaughter sad because she had to give up for the sake of someone else's child. The son of the woman who had hurt her daughter.

The god who was about to step away from the place again stopped his steps.

"Ma.... "

"Kyra, mama can still bear it if you are ignored. But, mama will not stand it if the man hurt your granddaughter," joked Maya.

"Pa, why stop? Caca is so sleepy, let's go home!" whine Caca again.

"Ma, Brother Dewa just asked Arsya to wait for him for a while. Will he return as soon as he succeeds in understanding the child? The boy is just a little girl, Ma, he doesn't know anything yet" Kyra told mamaya.

"Continue assuming your son is already a big boy? So, he's the one who has to give up?"

"It's not so, Ma, but.... " Kyra was trying to defend.

"It has. Anyway, if she dares to step away from here, forever mom won't let you back in with that guy, let alone acknowledge Arsya as her son, as Maya is still emotional. "And this afternoon we also return to Surabaya!" threaten her.

"Pa, let's go home!" Caca continued to whine.

Seeing such a heated situation certainly makes Ariana happy.