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"May you grow up to be a strong boy, son! So passion for your mother! Healthy healthy continues and hopefully Sandi can accept your presence as her child sincerely. Grandma wishes you were in the right man's hands." Ms. Fatma spoke to Dania who still did not know what, could not understand what she said. But Ms. Fatma hoped that Dania could feel her sincerity and hope.

Since last night the feeling of Miss Desmita was not good, even dreaming of Clara who was crying holding Dania. His premonition as a mother said that his daughter was not well, but his mind tried to refuse and hope it was just a sleeping flower.

"If Clara had anything, she would have come home and told me. Hopefully this is just my mind, maybe I'm tired because these few days take care of Dania alone." Inner Bu Desmita strengthens her own heart.

Because after all, a mother's instincts are so sharp.

Late with her thoughts, Ms. Desmita was shocked by the sound of her phone ringing and saw Nana Clara appear on her flat screen by making a video call.

"Long live, son!" Ms. Desmita smiled looking at her phone and answered the call from the person who had filled her mind.

"Hallo Asalamualaikum." said Clara from the end there with a smile made by sumringah, the sense of kangennya in the child can no longer be dammed, let alone Dania was funny.

"Walaikumsallms!

Dania, it's mommy son, let's give a smile to mom." Desmita directs her phone at Dania who immediately laughs funny seeing her mother, Dania has indeed been able to be a cure all sore for Clara, and makes Clara want to change herself for the better.

"Hallo dear, miss Dania. Dania kangen?" sapa Clara held back the pain in her heart by only showing a smile on her face.

Dania can only give off her cute smile with her adorable style, further making Clara in Landa miss her daughter, her strength.

"Mom! Clara can you ask for help?" Clara turned her gaze to the smiling mother while holding her granddaughter.

"Yes, kid! what's up?" sahut Bu Desmita while frowning his face looked fully at Clara.

"Please! mom ready for all the needs of Dania, later in the afternoon, I'm the same mas Sandi will pick up Dania. I can't hold back my longing for my son Mom!" reply Clara smiled faintly, perhaps with the presence of Dania between herself and Sandi, the tension and freezing can melt a little and make her feel better in the face of the cold attitude of the husband.

"Well, it's just taken, he said he wanted to be there for up to a week" said Ms. Desmita with her taste.

"Clara misses Dania, Mom!

Clara can't be long away from Dania.

Clara asked for help yes, to mother, please prepare all the needs of Dania who later must be brought, ask Mbak Inah to help mother." Clara replied really, and made Ms. Desmita nod her head, despite the many questions in her heart.

"Well, I'll get ready!

Clara! You're not having a password problem, are you, son? You're okay, right?" Ms. Desmita looked at her daughter, trying to find the truth from the look in her eyes, but Clara seemed to know that she suspected her, so she did not dare to look back at her mother.

"God willing Clara is fine, Mom!

Sandi is also good, we have no problem, only I want to be with Dania, want to be close to her, that's all." Clara tried to convince her mother that she was okay. For him enough himself who knew and felt the pain of his marriage, did not want to add to the burden of the mother again.

Sometimes a woman is too skilled to hide the events that are turbulent in her heart. Especially when it comes to the matter of the sirna a handful of love that leaves long and deep pain.

A departed heart does not always kill his love, even though it is buried in the belly of romance.

Tub planting flower seedlings, growing unwatered, blooming without weeding, just raining hope and fostered waiting, finally ripen and fall, then grow again, cook again and fall again, until the barren land of the heart, but the seedlings never die.

Do all men understand that?

Why did they come and go for a while?

Though hearing his name and arrival can make meronta seedlings in the barren land.

Until the woman murmured, "What are you here for, while your heart is left there. The old wound you cut, now it has dried up. Don't scratch a new wound over an old one."

Complicated to say, until difficult to understand because the word is too poor to represent feelings.

The struggle to undergo a liver test is not a light thing.

Sometimes they run away, stay away and stay silent not out of hate, but out of power to hold the pain.

Many cannot rise up because of it, except those who fear it.

Wisely a man, but that policy will be flawed when unable to take responsibility for the heart of an innocent woman.

Don't be a player of heart, 'cause itsn't a game!

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Talk at length and just let go of longing because long time does not meet.

When he was busy chatting, his phone rang and it appeared that the name Love was making a phone call. Pandu asked his friend's permission to pick up the phone from his son outside. Because it is not nice to have to talk in front of friends, afraid they are not comfortable with him.

"I'm gonna pick up the phone from my son first yeah, just a second!" pamit Pandu and walk out looking for a seat not far from the courtyard of the restaurant where he gathered with his friends.

Pandu laughed at the babbling of his two children who sometimes scrambled to talk to him. What else is so chatty Love asking anything about his father's activities, Pandu anxiously said everything he did. And at the end of the chat, Risma also spoke in a weak tone, Pandu had worried, but Risma assured if he was okay. And Pandu ended the conversation because it was not good too long to leave his friends.

When Pandu wanted to re-enter the entrance of the restaurant, there was a voice of a woman calling his name. The Pandu Reflek immediately turned his head towards the voice that called out to him.

"Aditama's guide." the beautiful woman with the alabaster-white skin was staring at her without a blink, her wacky body with brown-colored dyed hair, looking beautiful and definitely many men's eyes were staring at her in awe, even with Pandu who was immediately choked to see the woman in front of him.

"Call remember me?

Safitri Erna!

we used to go to school when we were in elementary school.

Remember not?" connect the beautiful woman who is now more courageous to stand so close to Pandu who is still sculpting.

"Sorry, Erna who?

Sorry again, I completely forgot!" reply Pandu polite and try to remember the name that has been mentioned by ayu woman who is now playing her hair with her flirtatious and challenging style.

"Huh! You yes!

When I was in elementary school, friends often mocked me as fat Erna.

I used to be fat, my hair was curly and my skin was white. I've always been with Erina, our math teacher.

Don't remember either?" reply Erna pouted with her style made.

"Oh yes! Remember that!

Erna is it? Sorry because it is so different now." said Pandu smiled kindly, because his memory had returned at that time, when he was a child.

"Can we talk later?" reply Erna who was getting closer to Pandu who immediately retreated because of the courage of her SD friends first.

"Sorry, I have to go inside. It was not good to have a friend wait there. Excuse me!" reply Directly visible guide keep distance.

"Please!

I'll wait for you, want to talk a lot. Missing as a child." said Erna who looks to continue to tease Pandu with her flirtatious and spoiled attitude.

Pandu smiled without answering and quickly walked back to the table where his friend was waiting for him.

"That's arrogant! Look, in a minute, you'll be mine. Because no man can resist the charm of an Erna, the model who has always been the adoration of handsome and established men." Erna muttered softly with an inseparable look from Pandu by pulling her lips up cynically. Erna, a famous adult magazine model, always feels her beauty is always able to conquer all the men she wants, not least with Pandu Aditama who is now her target.

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