Mikhaila

Part_33_ArCel's

Azqila now grows up to be a beautiful and adorable child, having round and big mama eyes and curly hair like her papa. Azqila is now five years old.

Today was her first time attending kindergarten school. Azka is still in the bathroom, while Mika wears her son's school uniform.

"The beauty of the mama's son," praised Mika. Azqila smiled as she looked at her reflection in the glass.

"You wait here, yeah. Mama's gonna call papa first."

Mika took Azqila, in the dining room. Soon he went to the room to meet Azka. Her husband was wearing the shirt he wanted to work on.

"Today I can take Qila first, right?"

Mika helps Azka button her shirt.

"Can, dong, darling."

They're heading to the dining table. After Azqila was two years old, she decided to stay at home. Besides because it is not good there Fariz also because they want to be independent.

"Wuih .. papa's child is very beautiful," praised Azka while gently rubbing her daughter's head, not forgetting to peek at the adorable boy's cheek.

"Yes, dong. Papa's son!" reply Azqila.

"Good girl" Azka said with a smile.

They had breakfast together after which Azka drove Mika and Azqila to school. Because it's Mika's first day waiting at school.

"Pinter's school, yeah, honey. Papa wants to work first, see you at home."

"Okeee .. bye Papa!" exclaim Azqila, kiss her papa's hand. They are ria.

Azqila walks into the classroom, while Mika waits outside.

Azka slid into his cafe, he had long been out of his papi company because he wanted to focus on his own business.

The company he left to Fariz and until now he is still single. I don't know, it makes Azka often feel guilty. Is it because Fariz is still thinking about Mika?

Azka walks into her room, starts checking the files on her desk. There are some he has to sign.

Arya walked in, barging in without knocking on the door.

"Bro, busy?"

"According to you!"

"Ish .. serious."

"What?" Azka stopped her activities.

"Celi, how do I get him. Five years ago, I was hanged. If the clothesline must have been torn!" aryan lamented.

Azka was devastated, this is the doom of the village playboy. The turn of him falling in love is really even dicuekin.

"Rasain lu's. This is balesan for you over all the girls you play with!"

"No fun, huh. I mo mo penitent. Help me, pliss ... say the same Micah."

"Why bring my baby?"

"Lu don't know, anyway. Mama keeps giving photos of girls to be fooled by me. I don't want to be Celi."

Azka looked at her best friend, it seemed Arya was serious this time.

"I'll say the same to Micah!"

"Yes! That, dong. You are the best friend!" Arya hugged Azka. Rishih, immediately he pushed Arya's body away.

Arya came out singing merrily, she seemed to be happy that Azka had agreed to her door.

The first day at school was just an introduction and playing some games, Mika who was sitting in the waiting area was startled by someone's voice.

"Mika's, right?" said Miss Rina. Mother of Sheryl.

"Yes, how are you?" Mika said, she's actually uncomfortable.

"Well, your son goes to school here?"

"Yes, Mom. What are you doing?"

"Sheryl's son also goes to school here."

Micah is increasingly uncomfortable, of the many schools in this city. Why Azqila had to go to school with the son of the man who almost killed her.

"I mean, Mother?"

"Sheryl Struk, she tried to kill herself a year ago. Sheryl jumped off the balcony. His mental state continues to deteriorate."

Micah gaped, it was Sheryl. He had to live a very sad life.

"Mikha is sorry, ma'am."

"Thank you, for forgiving."

Miss Rina sobbed, she was crying. Micah hugged him tightly. Trying to calm.

As the children rushed out of the classroom, Azqila immediately embraced her mother. Behind him was a girl. Approaching Miss Rina. Micah looked at.

"This is Sheryl's son. Rain salim with Aunt Micah."

The girl of the same age as Azqila kissed Micah's hand. Micah smiled back at him. Without warning she hugged Micah. Micah was shocked, but he could only shut up.

"So it's a Mama's hug, it's comfortable" Rain said.

"Rain, don't be like that, honey. Let's go!" take Miss Rina not good.

"Just a second, Eyang." Rain still hugged Micah. Azqila was upset she pulled Rain's hand, then hugged Micah.

"Darling, you can't do it" Micah said.

"Qila didn't like it, she took Mama!"

"Sorry, yes, Mom. Qila doesn't understand this" Micah regretted.

"It's okay, Micah. It's Rain's fault, too."

Miss Rina took Rain home. Rain kept staring at Micah, there was a sense of pity in his heart seeing Rain growing up without his mother's affection.

"Qila, with mom. You can't be rude, yeah."

"But, Qila doesn't like it, she hugs Mama!".

"Yes, mama knows. But, mama Rain is sick again, so she misses her mother."

"Mama Rain is sick?" Azqila hugged Micah tightly, "Mama can't be sick," he whined.

"No, Honey. As long as Qila promises, I should be a good boy." Azqila nodded.

The two of them went home by online taxi, Azka could not pick up because there was still a lot of work.

Arriving home, Celi was waiting to sit on the terrace.

"Finally home too, I've had this dried squid cake," protested Celi.

Mika and Azqila smiled, Azqila kissed Celi's hand.

"Pinter, yes, your son," said Celi.

"Ish I'm her mom. What's up, why don't you call first?" Micah opened the door of his house, Azqila entered the other.

"There's something I want to curhatin."

"Just a minute, yeah, let Qila bobo first."

Celi nodded in understanding, now he was sitting in the living room, while Micah and Qila went to the room.

After changing Qila's clothes, Micah then bribed her. After he was full he began to read a fairy tale to his son to sleep.

Micah approached Celi who was watching TV alone.

"What's wrong?"

"Gue's gonna confide."

"What about?"

"Stupid."

Seriate.

Hay, on the same miss Micah isn't it? I'm nongol again, yeah. This time probably will be more to Celi same Arya.