Poor Girl Owns a CEO

Bereft

Nayra's hand was raised to rub the boy's head and said, "Hi Boy, aren't you a strong man and always strong why are you so weak now?"

"I'm not weak!" Answer the boy in his sobs.

Tears still flow even though he tried to hold it. A deep sense of tightness made the little boy unable to stop crying. The loss of his beloved who had been guarding him had gone home to the Creator.

The little boy let go of his embrace and looked at Nayra with sadness. His puffy eyes and red nose made Nayra unable to bear to see him like that.

Nayra's hand stretched out to wipe away the tears still running down the boy's cheek. After that Nayra clasped the little boy's palms together, then said "Crying is not the solution to the problem. No matter how much of a test you receive, crying can't solve the problem."

"This is a problem to be solved or whatever it is. But it's about losing someone who's been caring for me, loving me, and giving me affection. Ne-grandmother. "

The hand that Nayra still holds, and the eye that still condenses. The little boy tried to speak even though his voice was trembling. When he mentioned the word 'Grandmother' his tears started to wet his cheeks.

Nayra was silent, she knew what it was like to lose someone we loved to be gone forever.

"It was this that made him cry. Huft, what should I do so that he does not grieve. "nayra murmured inwardly.

"God gives us the test of failure and loss, to teach us wisdom, "

"Learning to give up and be sincere will make you more mature and able to return to the future without the burden of the past,"

"Stop crying, 'cause your grandma's been quiet up there. Show your Grandma that you can make her proud. If you dissolve in sadness just make him sad and not calm up there. " explains Nayra while gently rubbing the child's head.

The motivation that Nayra gave to the boy, as a spirit in the twisting trials of life.

"Miss is very kind, it deserves to be liked by Mr. Erlan." Siti murmured inwardly, admiring Nayra's exemplary attitude and deeds.

"Thank you." The corner of his lips lifted, a slight faint smile that he showed in front of Nayra.

"same. Oh yeah, can you tell me what your name is?" Tanya Nayra, who currently does not know whose name the child is.

"Arsenio Bagas, call Nio."

"Ooh okay. How old?" nayra asked again, she was very curious about the age of the boy who was sitting while drinking water. That was bought by Nayra's nurse.

"My life is 7 years."

As Nayra rounded her eyes, she was shocked when the child mentioned her age.

"You're serious?"

"Why am I lying to you?"

Nayra closed her mouth, enduring her shock. Both in terms of speech, behavior, and even attitude, are very similar to adults. "Is he reincarnated into a child?" I don't know where he could think like that.

"Emm, Auntie. Aren't you surprised?" Nayra asked while facing her nurse, Siti. Now Nayra called Siti Bibi, according to her it was more polite.

"No Miss, I was very surprised especially when she spoke, just like an adult."

"Hemm, yes. You're right."

Seriate...