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71. Abi
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" Baby...." Beo little Keanna who has now started walking and a little learning to talk.
" Dear, Kean wants a mam? Abi's a bribe?" Andra began to spoon the chicken porridge presented in front of Keanna.
Ayman who saw him looked envious to the point that he narrowed his eyes. " Abi, faith wants to be too." Ayman said innocently.
Andra laughed, this time after that day a few months passed she started to show a lot of changes. Andra was able to walk even with the help of a cane and one leg that could not be straightened.
" Yes, let's get Abi Abi's son to bribe everything." Andra painstakingly feeds the two boys who scramble to always be close to him.
At the table, right in front of them was a mother who stroked the chest because it was not considered by her own children.
" Wear what pellets?" Chirps Dinda with her uncovered face.
Andra chuckled amusedly, he knew that at this time his ex-wife was upset not dumbass. " What?"
" You, what pellets?" Dinda repeated without seeing Andra's face at all she just stirred the chicken porridge in her bowl.
" me?" Andra's birthday plain tub without sin.
" Yes, what pellets are you wearing? " Angeled Andra who is now staring at Andra who is still cool to feed her two children.
" Wear what?" Andra's birthday deliberately provokes Dinda's emotions.
" Hhhhhh!"
"Bodo very!" Ketus Dinda is getting upset. If it could be seen the inner eye now it might be seen that there were embers of fire inside his chest. Dinda is so upset, she knows how Andra is back to being the same annoying Andra she was when she was her older sister.
" Come on, how's it going?" Andra was glorifying and cracking up.
" Is! sucks!!" Dinda pursed her lips forward a few centi.
" Num Abi." Say little Keanna.
Andra.
" Bi, Iman would like to try Abi's coffee?" Ayman glanced at Andra's milk coffee.
Andra smiled before speaking. " May, sweetie, but not much." Said gently.
" E... uh.. uh...! No no, little boy in the morning, drinking coffee. No, this is the milk faith spent." Dinda began to show her carelessness.
" But Ummi, said Abi may." Ayman whines in self-defense.
" You are if you tell me, what is Abi, what is Abi. Listen to Ummi. It should be the same Ummi." Dinda spoke loudly.
the mood is really gloomy. Like a kind and bright angel, Andra rubbed Ayman's head. " Ayman just wants to know what it's like, right?" He asked softly and again saw Dinda's reaction glaring at him.
Ayman nodded and lowered his gaze. He was afraid of his Umminya anger.
" That's what makes your children fear you, and prefer me. Not because of pellets!" Said Andra while drinking his milk coffee.
Not much, he just gave one sip to Ayman and the boy was really happy. His eyes sparkled and showed a comforting expression. Is milk coffee that good? Not the main taste, but trying new things produces its own satisfaction for young children. They will feel great if they can feel or try new things.
" Good Abi." Excited speech.
Andra stroked and kissed Ayman on the cheek. " Demin likes the taste?"
Again Ayman nodded.
" Yes Abi." Ayman nodded and began to gulp down the milk that Dinda had given him.
Andra smiled thinly. " See!" He snickered his mouth.
" Just wear this." Andra pointed at her head which meant a brain to wear. " Not just use emotions. No need for pellets, it's just that we have to go back to being kids to deal with kids. Don't force them to become precocious." Andra said relax.
" Well... Whoa...." Dinda nodded in disbelief. " Look who's advising?" Dinda clapped her hands and got up and left.
Not back to hate, it's just that Dinda does not like if her children are too close even to excessive like that while she and Andra do not have a bond at all. Dinda still refuses to talk to Andra.
In fact, just a few months away, Ayman will enter early school. Ayman is about to enter kindergarten. He does not yet have a birth certificate.
The risk from when Dinda hid her pregnancy after her previous divorce process was Ayman who did not have a father in civil. Legally, it is not yet clear who Ayman is but biologically it is clear that Ayman is the son of Andra.
Keanna and Ayman play in the living room while Dinda prefers to sit on the back terrace. He made a rumble in his soul.
" Don't get mad, I just want you to be a little more patient with the kids." Andra said while struggling to sit next to Dinda.
Dinda did not respond and just remained silent and looked down again. Dinda twisted the tip of her hijab, she looked restless and hesitant.
" What's the matter, you got a lot of thoughts?" Andra looked straight ahead. On the green grass.
" A lot, a lot..." Dinda opened her voice. " Where are the kids?" He saw the back door open.
" They're watching the bald twins." Relaxed words.
" What is that? you can tell me." Andras.
" lots. It's about Ayman's birth certificate, about your status in this house. It's not good if we keep one roof like this. Also about money." His words are great at the end of the sentence.
Andra squinted her knee. " Come with me." Said calm.
Dinda looked at Andra without speaking at all.
" Marry me and that will be the solution for us. Ayman will have a real father, and our status will be hallal." Andras.
Dinda glanced at Andra. " Then about money?" Ask with emphasis.
" Money?" Andra patted her hand that was hit by a bit of sand while sitting earlier.
" It's easy, it's in the bank." The answer is simple while smiling.
Dinda's happy "Have you remembered your account number? Tell me, I'll take care of it.
" Dream eyes!" Andra spoke with great emphasis.
" Cih! I'm not a duitan eye. You don't see how Papa works in your place until he never rests well? Poor him he's old. Come on, we need your money right now. Papa's money is up to buy your house and your medicine." Said Dinda.
Unable to blame, that's how it happened. Papa Dimas sacrificed everything for Andra and his treatment.
" I still don't remember it." Andra spoke flatly.
" Baby...." Keanna was running around with her short legs splashing into Andra's arms.
What a spoiled little girl to her father. Andra accepted it with pleasure. Always and always present the little girl with a kiss on her forehead a sign that she loves him very much. There was relief on Dinda's day at the sight. He didn't have to worry about the father figure anymore for Keanna. There was Andra in front of her eyes.
Will Dinda get rid of her fear of coming back for the sake of her children?
