Love The Young Master Arogan And Girl Hijab

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Daminan and Ellard sat in a long chair at one of the food stands. Ellard looked at the side where Daminan was sitting, from earlier the boy did not speak anything to her making her feel a little, strange. Although indeed the child beside him never said the right thing with him in other words this dwarf always makes his mood worse and makes himself high blood. But this time Daminan just kept quiet with her face still red, they were just the two of them while Dara was away to buy ice cream from twenty minutes ago.

"You why?." Ellard asked looking at Daminan who was also looking at him.

Dami just screeched while turning her face the other way. Making the man beside her raise one of her eyebrows then chuckle.

"Are you mad at me, huh?." Ask then laughed loudly making several pairs of eyes look at him.

"Shush." Ketus answer.

"Hey dwarf why are you angry? wasn't that fun? you should be thanking me, you were a star in the ball, right?." He asked then he laughed, remembering he said it himself. He knew very well it was like being swarmed by a bee, it was really very annoying. But it seemed like the thing he felt was not comparable to what this brat was going through. If Ellard had always been mobbed by women who dared not approach her and did not dare to harass her, a little ponytail girl dared to kiss Daminan's cheek and Ellard saw it all.

Because Ellard had to get Dami out of the ball bath, it wasn't a big deal. But Ellard saw this one little boy clenching his hands tightly even his neck veins protruding out and it was not a good thing, Ellard thought instantly stopping the action of the little girls, the count saved their lives from this mad dwarf rampage.

"Because of you, I have to deal with that damn kid!." He replied annoyed while folding his hands in the chest.

"You are also a boy, self-conscious before you call someone else."

***

"You don't want Ell?." Ask Dara while giving Dara a cup of ice cream.

"No."

"Dami, what else do you want to eat?." Tanya Dara stroked Daminan's hair.

"Do you want to play again?."

"No!." He answered quickly while shaking his head.

Ellard lifted one corner of her lips up, "With me taking the toilet for a moment, remember not to go anywhere before I go back!." Ellard said in a threatening tone while pointing at Dara using her index finger.

"Yes." Yeah." Dara answered and then looked down at the gentle kiss on her head, then saw Ellard's body slowly drifting away.

"Is the ice cream not good?." Tanya Dara turned her head towards Daminan as the child placed her ice cup on the table, and it seemed like she had only been eaten by some bribes by the child.

"I don't like sweet." The answer got a slow breath from Dara, why not say from earlier? thought.

"Well then you have to fill your stomach with carbohydrates, eat these yes." Say Dara while bringing a plate of pasta closer in front of Daminan.

"Let's eat." Dara asked smilingly then took Daminan's cup of ice cream and ate it.

Daminan stared at Dara inside with a hard-to-understand look. The boy's hand clutched tightly against his own thigh under the table, probably causing a red mark there.

"Why don't you eat? do you want a bribe?."

"Home?.." Dara asked when she did not get an answer from the little boy in front of her. Dara put down her ice cream spoon and then took the paste in front of Daminan preparing to feed the child.

"You got to."

"Mom..."

"Huh?" said Dara with a tangent face of himself still trying to digest the speech of the boy in front of him.

"Can I call you mommy?." Daminan asked in a soft voice but still heard in Dara's ear.

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Dara blinked her eyes a few times, didn't she hear wrong? mammy? thought Dara didn't believe it.

"W-what?, mom? y-you mean m-mommy?." Tanya Dara repeated Daminan's remarks.

A small nod from Daminan made Dara swallow her own saliva. Called by a mother at the age of 18 years? is this a joke?.

"Dami-,emm...Why call me mommy? if your real mom finds out she could be hurt later. Because a mother always wants to be number one for her children."

"I don't have a mother."

Daminan's answer made something suddenly pinch Dara's heart. Especially when he did not see any expression released by Daminan as if his words were not painful words if spoken. Really a great child actor, Dara thought.

"All right, call me as you like." Dara said with a smile, but her eyes could not be compromised. Clear circles wet the woman's cheeks, now Dara knows why Daminan is not like other children. It's the same case as Ellard's lack of a mother's affection which is very important for her children. But somehow Dara thought, even though the same case but Daminan tend to be more closed, the child was bearing something that should not be done by a child his age.

"Do not cry." Daminan stood up from her seat, approached Dara and rubbed the woman's cheek.

"You're pretier when you smile."

(you're prettier when you smile) Daminan's words poked her hand down from Dara's cheek.

"Home, from now on don't have anything you're hiding. Didn't I become your mom from now on? so I deserve to know what kind of trouble this son of mine is facing." He said while stroking Dara's head.

"Thank you." He said slowly, how is it possible to tell everything?, if we will not meet again thought Daminan.

Mommy's? that word I take as your parting gift to me. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to feel like a child. Inner Daminan while closing her eyes.

"Now you have to eat, want sis-, want mommy a bribe?." Said, it felt something tickle Dara's heart as she said that.

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"Become!." The sound of someone distracting Dara who is preparing a spoonful of pasta to Daminan. They both turned their eyes away from the sound.

"Devan?."

"You here?." He smiled as he sat himself down beside Dara.

"Yes." Yeah." Replied the woman while scratching her non-itchy nape then looked at Daminan who was looking at Devan with her sharp gaze.

Assured if it's like that it really looks creepy. Inner Dara.

Daminan who felt noticed immediately subdued the gaze of her eyes then gulped a glass of water on the table.

"You haven't been to school for a long time, the teachers said you took a personal exam at home, is there a problem?." Devan's question did not get an answer from Dara, the woman was still staring intensely at Daminan.

"Become." Calling Devan once again made Dara aghast in shock.

"Y-yeah, wh-what was that?."

Devan looked at the little boy who was sitting right in front of Dara himself raising one of his eyebrows when he saw the boy. Isn't Dara a kara? he had seen the woman's biodata when delivering the Olympic registration form at that time, but who was this child? judging from his clothes and shoes, Devan immediately knew that this child was not from the bottom.

"He who?." Devan asked forgetting the question earlier, he was more curious about the boy who had not looked at him.

"In-dia." Said Dara terbata, he tangent to how to introduce Daminan to this man.

"Mom I'm done, let's go home." Say Daminan while wiping her mouth with a tissue and then standing up from her seat. His words made Dara and Devan both widen their eyes in surprise.

"M-mom?..he?." Devan asked could not continue his words, he looked at Dara asking for an explanation from the woman beside him who was wiping his sweat.

"D-he-."

"Young Atletico sir." The heavy sound made the feathers all over Dara's body bristle. He turned his head slowly back, there Ellard was standing with his sharp eyes staring at them. Dara's gaze descended on the man's tightly clenched hands making Dara swallow her own saliva.

"Ellard's? you're here too?." Sapa Devan while standing from her seat looked at Ellard who was walking towards the two of them.

"My wife is here of course I'm here too." Ellard flat.

"Wife? you?-." His words stopped when he saw Ellard clutching Dara's waist tightly making him open his eyes wide.

"What the fuck is that?!." His words did not receive while hitting the table. All this time he knew Dara, the woman never wanted to touch or be touched by another man, but this? even Dara did not forcibly let go of Ellard's embrace and did not slap her like the woman did to the men who dared to be insolent to her.

Ellard who heard Devan's words immediately melu*at Dara's lips in front of the man who was clenching his hands tightly with teeth chattering to hold his anger.

Ellard's breaststroke, this man very roughly kissed her and did not give her a chance to breathe.

Ellard let go of her kiss then rubbed her rough lips with the back of her hand.

"Is it clear? atletico's young master, Dara is my wife now." Press Ellard then he smiled obliquely making Devan further tighten his fist.

"Don't you think I believe it?." Devan asked, trying to avoid.

"As far as you are concerned, I even have a son." Ellard then walked up to Daminan and lifted her body, carrying her with one hand.

"Hey stupid what are you doing?!." Bisik Daminan did not accept being treated like a child. But the boy kept his hands around Ellard's neck, just in case this man let go of his trunk.

Ellard did not respond to Daminan's remarks, still staring at Devan with a sharp look.

"You kidding? Dara was only eighteen years old, she just graduated yesterday where maybe you already have a child that big." Devan said with a sudden chuckle, it seems that the man was talking too much in contrast to his nature so far which was always closed and quiet.

"The child does not have to be from the womb itself, right? we have a child and this is our child. Dara and I are her parents, we're both officially married." Press Ellard and then pull Dara's hand to take her out of the place to eat. Leaving Devan who was brooding saw the departure of the three people who were already like happy families.

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“Good women are for good men and good men are for good women (after all).” - QS. An-Nur: 26