LITTLE GIRL

My son?

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My son?

"So that mommy visited The Natural Fragrance with mommy friends, uh pas mommy want to go home...

The flashback

Brugh!

Disya hit a woman's leg to make her lose balance and fall on the floor.

Killa crouched down to help the little girl who was rubbing her arms, but she stopped as the cute beautiful woman ran over and lifted the girl's body.

"Darling, you said. Don't run around." Cerocos Cia rubbed Disya's reddened arm.

"Sorry ma'am, my daughter accidentally. Come on, baby, apologize." she continued.

Killa nodded her head with a smile, Disya started to raise her head and look at the woman she hit. Disya and Killa's views met, making both of them equally shocked.

"O."

"She" said the two at the same time.

"He knows?" ask Cia softly.

"Know ma'am ... mama" he said, blushing his voice when he called 'Mother'

"I'm Miss." said Killa.

"Oh my god, let our mistress chat in my room." Cia invited Killa.

Arriving at Cia's room, Morgan and Vivi are shocked by the arrival of the woman with Cia and Disya.

"Please sit down madam." said Cia.

Without asking much, Vivi approached her best friend and sat in a corner seat. Morgan was still amazed by Disya's face that looked down until she daydreamed.

"Morgan, come here boy." call Cia.

"Yes mother."

After everyone sat down quietly, Killa began the conversation.

"I'm Gracia, one of the teachers who teaches at xx elementary school. This is my son, Morgan Al Gara." said Cia smiling sweetly.

"Morgan come salim." continued Cia, actually Morgan was a little hesitant but when Disya nodded her head made Morgan salute Killa's hand and kiss her.

Killa took a look at every inch of Morgan's face, how shocked she was to see the same birthmark as her son. Not only that birthmark but Morgan's face even duplicated his son as a child. Just look at his eyes so similar.

"May I speak with you and my grandchildren?" ask Killa.

"May ma'am." replied Cia, and coded Vivi to bring Morgan inside.

"She, now explain to the oma. Why did Disya call the teacher's mother by the name of mother hm?"

"Ma .. sorry oma." she ran to hug Cia and cried in her arms.

"Sorry madam, it was not me who told Disya to call me mother. At first I was also surprised when he called me mother. But after I heard the story, I let Disya call mother. Sets..."

"You know what you're about our lives." sidelines Killa coldly, suddenly he remembered his ex-daughter-in-law.

Disya's crying is getting louder. "Yeah! oma don't get mad at you, Disya envies friends. They have a mother, while Disya? getting the affection of the father alone Disya never let alone the affection of the mother. Disya always ridiculed not having a mother when at school, fortunately there is a mother who always defends Disya. Please do not split Disya with mother. It's so dear to mother oma hikks." she admitted with a hiccup and hugged Cia again.

Killa let out her tears to hear her grandson's answer. "Lord, am I too mean to separate my granddaughter from her mother." - Inner Killa.

Killa approached her granddaughter who was still crying in the woman's arms, slowly he pulled Disya's hand and hugged her tightly which was reciprocated no less tightly by Disya.

"I'm sorry dear oma, oma won't scold you anyway. Oma was just shocked." Killa said to calm her granddaughter down.

"Disya can't oma talk alone with Cia's mother hm?" killa asked a little.

Disya raised her head and stared into the bead of her oman eyes. "Oma promise you won't scold you?" askalanya.

"All right." said Disya resigned, before actually leaving. Disya kissing Killa's cheek and Disya's cheek makes Killa really sure that Disya does love him.

After Disya left, Killa and Cia wiped off her rough tears and tried to calm down.

"Sorry Gracia, I didn't mean to scold you earlier" Killa said.

"It's okay, ma'am, I understand. Just call Cia madam." she said.

"Alright Cia, so now I want to hear your story about my granddaughter."

Cia nodded her head and tried to neutralize her heartbeat. "Awalny ~ ~ ~

Cia explained everything honestly, with nothing in the under-reduced and exaggerated. Starting from the beginning of his meeting to the always moody Disya, the uninspired Disya, the suddenly crying Disya, Disya who was ridiculed by her friends, ,Disya who cried when explaining the condition of her family, and the, and there's so much more.

Everything Cia told me, Killa's tears could not be contained anymore. Drop by drop glided quickly. How tortured is the grandson? he really did not expect the situation of his grandson now.

Silent

After Cia told everything, the atmosphere was silent again only to hear the sound of Killa who was still as hiccuping. Cia who saw that felt compassion for the woman and immediately embraced her like a mother and child.

"I'm sorry if Disya troubles you Cia" he said again after feeling calm.

"It's okay madam, I just feel happy" replied Cia.

"What about your husband?" ask Killa on a regular basis.

Cia lowered her head hearing the question that Killa was asking. "Sa .. I don't have a mistress' husband."

"Then Morgan?" pause Killa thought for a moment.

Until this woman widens her eyes. "You're the victim*********Cia?"

"I. yes, that time...."

"Oh my god, what a pity your fate, son. How strong are you going through this." said Killa, crazy isn't it? how did Cia undergo this test.

"Here is the madam, it's over. I've forgotten it again and now I'm very grateful to have Morgan and he's my reason for staying up to this point" Cia said with a sincere smile.

Flashback off

"It's great, isn't it? mommy really did not expect that she could accept her fate." - Killa told her husband and son.

"Where is it dip**osa mom?" asked Fernand curiously.

"Cia said, she was***so when she wanted to pick up her best friend at the Club. Absolutely crazy man who has been***not responsible for his actions. If mommy finds that person, mommy kicks it all out." Killa said furiously by demonstrating the movement while kneading.

"Thank God because of him, now Disya can smile and be cheerful." bals Fernand.

"Dip**do? The club? not responsible? was she a woman a few years ago." Inner Ziand.

"Is this your son mom?" ask Ziand quickly by giving his phone a photo of Morgan.

"Yes right, he's his son. Very handsome, but why does he look so much like you Zi?"

"similar? really."

"Really, not just his gaze even his face just duplicates you."

Ziand was pensive again, his heart racing. "I have to investigate this. Is he really my son or not, if he was so cruel to me first. But why doesn't he look for me and ask for responsibility." Ziand.

"Ziand, why daydream. Where did you get that picture? you know Cia?" flocking Killa makes Ziand reflex say.

"My son" he said on a side note.

"What did you say son?"

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