Love The Short Girl

I'll take care of her

...57...

Seen in a small and simple contract, the atmosphere was so tense with anxiety seen on the faces of a couple who were sitting opposite, with a small table that became a barrier between them.

"What's Pop... Popsy's facial expression really made Momsy worried too...." Said Ny. Marissa with a bitter chuckle.

While his gaze never separated from the figure of a man who has decades of status as his husband.

Mr. Levi took a slow breath, looking at his beautiful wife now increasingly worried and anxious.

Mr. Levi grabbed Mrs' hand. Marissa, stacking hands that have served her decades with love and affection.

"Our customers want to immediately harvest the cassava they buy from our fields Mom... If today we do not return to the village, we will not be able to sell our cassava harvest...

Momsy knows very well if our cassava harvest is already time to harvest, our customers need the cassava ... If we keep delaying he will look for a cassava farmer who can sell his cassava.

If we continue to delay, our cassava can turn into a root. And we're going to crop failure this year..." Obviously the husband while patting the wife's back.

"But we can't leave Raehan alone here Popsy... He's sick, how strong we are to let him be sick in the middle of this foreign city...

I don't know what will happen to her, if we leave her..." Timpal. Marissa with a little sobbing, considering the state of the one-on-one princess who is now sick and can not be left right.

But, what about their cassava in the village. Should they lose this year?.

Mr. Levi nodded in understanding, agreeing with Mrs opinion. Marissa.

However, he could not die his own daughter in this condition.

"Momsy's right, there's nothing more important than our daughter..." Lirih Pak Levi with a smile forced right. His outstretched hand cupped the wife's face, wiping away the wife's tears.

"Don't worry and cry again Momsy. We can make more money... Don't think about the harvest.. We'll be home after Raehan's well..." Entertain Mr. Levi by nodding his head.

Give understanding to the lady. Marissa didn't think too much about the harvest. Even though he himself thought so much about it.

Raehan instantly closed the door of his room as quietly as possible, so it did not cause any sound.

To her two round eyes, glazed with slightly shaky shoulders.

What he heard earlier, from the talk of Mr. Levi and also Mrs. Marissa, make herself really disappointed in herself.

Blaming himself for the lies he made, to cover up his problems.

A lie that made his two parents lose the harvest.

Oh, my God, how vile is he.

"God what have I done... Because Momsy and Popsy's sick temple didn't come back to the village to harvest cassava... I've made them lose money to cover up my lies... What can I do now...." Sesal Raehan.

He finished his body and cried.

How could he make his mother and father sad like that?

Did he have to stop this lie, then what about their disappointment when they found out that his daughter was on suspension from school?.

Raehan was crying so - so his. He overflows his frustration over himself.

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While in the living room, Mr. Levi and Mrs. Marissa is still chatting with their talk about their cassava harvest.

Either way, they have to find a solution to this problem.

"Popsy, what if you went home first... Let Momsy take care of Raehan..." Advice from the wife with a stiff smile.

"No Mom.. How can I leave my daughter and my wife... Let our harvest this year fail, popsy will seek funding again for his next harvest... After all, the child must be more important than anything else..."

"But--"

"Let me take care of Raehan... About Aunt..." A baritone sound from the direction of the contract door that is now open.

Mrs. Marissa and Mr. Levi, turned their heads immediately. Their net grew to see who was standing at the door of their daughter's contract.

Wearing the same school uniform, which her daughter always wears.

Not to mention, his face was so shining with good looks like a carving of a statue of a Greek god.

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