My Wife's Love Is Not For Me
34. NABILA ASKED MAMA
The days passed by Fahri, without feeling so very fast. Until the figure of Nabila now grows and becomes a very beautiful boy at the age of five years, unexpectedly the sweet boy spoke loudly to his request.
Maybe because it misses the figure of a woman, with the title of a mother.
"Pa, Billa wants mama."
Uhuk.
Uhuk.
Instantly Fahri choked on what the boy said, and fortunately in front of him there was drinking water.
"Did she think asking mama was as easy as asking for ice cream?" fahri thought because this was not the first time the beautiful boy asked for a mama.
"Darling, it's not that easy. Papa has to select a mama candidate for When, if you want if one day have a bad mama?" Fahri raised his eyebrows, as if looking for mama must be sorted feasibility.
"No Papa, If you don't want to have a bad mama, but if you want to have a mama like aunty Yuni." Nabila continued to chatter on Fahri about his desire to have a mother, especially if what he wanted was a Yuni figure.
"Then from that, Papa wants to find the one who really wants to accept us.” Fahri replied to the princess.
“Pa,” call Billa to the papa, then quickly Fahri turned his head.
“What kind of face of mama?” asked the little boy again, with a clear face he kept asking about the mother.
“Which must be mama is a beautiful person, exactly the same as you.” The answer given by Fahri at least did not make the girl ask him continuously.
“Now you are the same aunt, Papa there is work that must be completed immediately. You want a vacation to Bali right, therefore Papa must be diligent in finding the money.” Fahri had to say that, because he did not want the princess to continue talking about the woman, who had given birth to him.
“Yes Allah forgive the servant who could not give a parent he wanted,” Inner Fahri, who at that time had stood up and left Nabila with a nanny.
“Mbok, titip Nabila yes.” Fahri approached mbok Sum who was in the kitchen. Ask him to take care of his son because he has to go.
“Bak Tuan, Mbok will always take care of him.” Answer mbok Sum.
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Fahri, who is now in Danu's cafe, is sipping a glass of juice.
“Rih,” reprimanded Danu when he saw his friend was sipping a drink.
“Do you can not say hello first,” snort Fahri because Danu play nyelonong without saying hello first.
"Yes, Assalamualaikum .. It was forgetfulness," Danu said and immediately said hello so that Fahri did not protest.
"Getishalight." Fahri replied in a slightly light voice, rather than earlier.
"Why does your face look lackluster? Have you not eaten yet?" tease Danu on Fahri.
"When I asked my mom, she thought my nyari was like a mosquito! There-there I was a boy." Fahri was a little frustrated with Nabila's request, while Danu was not pity. Instead even laugh to see Fahri, as if he was happy if Danu suffered.
"Had laughed, then were you satisfied to see me who continued to be whined, by Nabila!" said Fahri again who did not know what to do especially.
"Sorry, because you really make my stomach feel like a whipped egg." Danu answered with her mouth shut, so as not to let out a laugh.
