Love Ventilation

GIVING A SHOW TO THE LITTLE ONES

Hanna had just gotten out of the toilet when she saw the little boy dizzy with a confused face. He who originally wanted to go home after eating undoes his intentions.

Hanna stepped closer to the little boy.

" Can anyone help? " hanna's voice caught the eye.

The boy looked up and then nodded without hesitation.

" What's your name? " Hanna

" Najwa" replied the boy with a light smile.

" What can you help? " Hanna bowed slightly so that she could see Najwa's face clearly.

" I want to go to the toilet. Can you help me show me the place? " Najwa

Hanna looked at Najwa's beautiful face without blinking. Najwa also has an attractive appearance, making people unable to ignore him.

" Come with brother! " Hanna guides Najwa to the toilet, she lets Najwa in by herself.

Seeing Najwa's back disappear behind the door, Hanna turned around hesitantly, thinking Najwa would be confused if she left.

Outside, next to the door, Hanna waited for Najwa.

While waiting for Hanna to reflect, she did not understand why the boy's parents would let Najwa roam alone.

Najwa came out of the toilet, to her surprise when she saw Hanna standing leaning against the side wall of the door.

" It's done? Do you know the way back? " hanna's voice broke Najwa's shock

" Already" Najwa

" You're here for the first time? " Hanna

Najwa nodded with confidence then smiled sweetly at Hanna. During her time in the new environment she felt her confidence disappear. Now someone being nice to her makes her feel more comfortable.

" Sister what's your name? " Najwa stretched out her hand.

Hanna welcomed Najwa's hand in shock, the boy looked scared and confused now looking confident.

" Rihanna the Munaf Princess "

" Sister Rihanna? " Najwa

" Hanna! " Hanna corrects the call mentioned by Najwa

Hanna stroked Najwa's hair slowly. He felt that this child was very sweet and friendly

" Let brother take you, fearing that you're lost like "Hanna all want to see Najwa's parents.

Najwa nodded in agreement, although he actually remembered the table where he had eaten. Najwa's memory is not bad, he can remember with one look. He was only interested in this brother. Sometimes he could not get rid of the curiosity about something he met.

Najwa mentions no table, then her small hand held by Hanna makes Najwa stunned.

Hanna passed through the hallway and the row of tables to reach the table mentioned by Najwa.

From a distance Hanna saw a woman sitting leaning against a chair lazily, her sexy posture attracting the attention of passers-by.

After taking a closer look, it is undeniable that the woman is very beautiful, even she who is female is fascinated.

But for Hanna, want to be beautiful, want graceful, if abandoning children still have to be reprimanded.

Feeling that someone was approaching, Amora turned her chair around. He frowned seeing Najwa return with an increase of one person who looked unfriendly.

Amora did not bother with Hanna's attitude, she would not waste time on trivialities.

" You can still relax here while your child is lost? " Hanna was frank about her dislike for Amora's attitude.

Najwa was so unsettled by Hanna's words, she wanted to say something but did not because she was seen by Amora with a sharp look. He could not take his eyes off the two people before him. One had helped him and the other one was his foster parents. This misunderstanding happened because of him.

" He just went to the toilet "Amora in a relaxed tone while looking at Hanna's dark brown eyes.

Hanna sneered inexhaustibly as if there was such a casual parent towards her own child.

" He's only been here for the first time! I see him confused, you're sitting here relaxed. " Hanna was upset by Amora's attitude

" He's smart enough to take care of himself "Amora saw Hanna with a wish.

Hanna was made a head gnaw by this one mother. He considers his son's height or because he doesn't care.

" As smart as he is, he's still your son. Must be accompanied, especially in public places. " Hanna

Amora smiled cynically, if someone else spoke like that, he might have been****** to the end.

Amora looked deeply into Hanna's eyes. A pair of clear eyes, looking even more lively and courageous.

But offending people must also understand the position. Doesn't Hanna understand basic things like this.

" He's fine. You don't need to be noisy "Amora

Sometimes he shakes slowly with his second attitude, why adults behave complicated.

Najwa was sitting in her seat back while looking at the two, she felt like she was watching a show.

" I suspect you're not her real mother" Hanna said, gritting her teeth.

Amora smiled, a mysterious smile. She was in a good mood at the moment, Hanna's words did not anger her. His words sounded like a joke.

" Miss......? "

" Hanna's name "Najwa tells her the name of the sister who helped her. She smiled happily when the beautiful sister did not look for trouble with her helper. He doesn't need to feel guilty.

" ... Hanna, since you've been helping Najwa, I personally invited you to a meal. " Amora ended the debate.

Hanna was not affected. He didn't say he helped Najwa, he came here to rebuke Najwa's parents who didn't care about his son. Eh no idea, the ending can be an invitation to eat.

" My goal here was to eat but I'm done. " Hanna sniffled, it was clear that she refused.

Amora always looked at Hanna, never escaping her eyes, there was a faint longing she showed from her attitude towards Hanna. Her battle with Hanna was able to treat the void of her soul. Hanna's attitude which she thought was ridiculous was able to make her smile.

Of all that Hanna has in her, Amora likes Hanna's eyes the most, there is no intention to let her go.

" I'm not a fool. You came here to eat, I know. My invitation is for another day. " Amora answered lightly.

As water watered, hanna's heart cessss cooled. This guy is good at talking, emotionally stable. Maybe if he was a man, he was a handsome, cool, masculine man.

Hanna shook her head to dispel the thought just now. But for Amora, the act of shaking Hanna was a rejection.

" I'm a busy man, no other day. " Hanna

" really? " Amora squinted her eyes. Obviously he doesn't believe.

Hanna is not an office worker, college has also just run away. Never helped his parents' business. He's not a busy man.

" I'm busy with my own affairs "Hanna continued. He should not use busy reasons, refusing to just refuse why to use excuses. But the word was already spoken, it could not be retracted.

" You can't resist" Amora

" I don't want to! There is no obligation for me to obey you "Hanna firmly

Amora folded her hands together, observing Hanna thoroughly. Stubborn, more frankly, two things he caught.

" I didn't force "Amora to roll back her seat facing the dining table, ignoring Hanna.

Her invitation was very valuable to others, but Hanna rejected it. This woman is stupid or does not know the situation and conditions.

Amora's gaze turned on Najwa, she realized that from the moment she was seen by a small child, she furrowed her eyebrows, looking serious. This little boy seeing the drama just now must have confused him. He wanted to say something but Najwa turned his gaze in the other direction.

Najwa has his own thoughts.

" Sister Hanna, in the future I may be alone. If Brother Hanna has time.... We can eat together "Najwa said a little scared at first, then she said spoiled, making Hanna unable to ignore it.

" You're not alone, there's your mama" Hanna said softly to Najwa.

" There's a lot of things I do. " Amora immediately replied in a normal tone but sounded sniffy to others.

Hanna took a deep breath, inwardly telling her to ignore this person.

" How many phones are you? " Hanna took out the mobile phone from inside the bag while taking a deep breath.

"She doesn't have a cell phone "Amora answered Hanna's question for the umpteenth time.

Hanna furrowed her brows, the son of a rich man where might not have a cell phone.

" Tomorrow just bought a cell phone "Amora said.

Today he adopted Najwa, eating only now, where there is time to buy a cell phone.

" Simple! " Hanna grumbling. He fumbled in a bag, but found no paper and no ballpoint pen. He intends to write his phone number so that tomorrow if he already has a mobile phone, Najwa can immediately call him.

Hanna thought for a moment.

" Where's your phone! " Hanna on Amora.

Amora pretended not to understand. He was not used to playing mobile phones in public places, as mobile phones usually do not come out of the bag.

" Where's your phone! " hanna asked again

Amora smiled in response. It does not know shame, after anger is unclear, still dare to ask for a cell phone.

Amora picks up her phone from inside hermes' bag, lazily handing the phone to Hanna.

Limited output phones with high price. Hanna sneered in her heart, a mother in a luxurious style but her son had nothing.

Hanna types a line of numbers and then makes a call. Soon her phone vibrated, it was connected. He turned off the call then returned the phone to Amora.