POV Pelakor Target The Actor

Chapter 63

Emily entered the house in a minimalist style, there is a living room, TV room and 3 bedrooms for the outside. Emily's pair of eyes were still combing through the whole room.

"That room will be your room, Em.." said Zein.

"Aunt Geya?" Emily feels herself having taken the place of Geya's aunt.

"I'm more comfortable occupying the room at the back, and I won't be able to move" Geya's aunt said.

"Yes, you go straight to your room first, Em. After putting your things down, I'd like to see the village clerk, to take care of your residence permit here." Zein immediately took all of Emily's belongings to the end room that Emily would occupy.

After the job was done, Zein left. Zein's language stops, as she recalls not having Emily's identification.

"What's pa?" ask Friska.

"Aunty Emily's letters. Papa hasn't brought it."

"For ID I forgot to bring it, but I have this." Emily gave her ID Card while working in Salawa Group. "For a reason, you make your own ...."

"It seems difficult, but I'll work on it."

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The first day at Zein's residence, Emily tried to get along with Geya and Friska's aunt, the two people were also very accepting, not difficult for Emily to adjust to them.

"Tante, if you want anything, call me yes" said Friska.

"Auntie can be alone, beautiful. Although aunty sits in a wheelchair, aunty can do some things on her own. It's just that aunty is not recommended a lot of motion, but to move the wheel of this wheelchair to achieve the goal aunty, aunty able to really."

"Yes aunty, but if you need help, don't hesitate to call me or Grandma."

"Yes Friska is beautiful." Emily felt lucky to be in the middle of Zein's family, because they were so kind to her.

In the afternoon Zein returned to his home.

"How's Emily's residence permit?" ask aunt Geya.

"Current bi. Got permission too."

No special talk, Zein greets Emily, and just asks if Emily is comfortable there.

"Bi, my garden who takes care of me while I'm gone?" ask Zein to Geya's aunt.

"In the care of Wanto, the division of the first crop is the same aunt."

"Why go to the garden?" ask Friska. "When we arrived." The little girl's face looked gloomy.

"There's nothing you can do here, you better go to the garden."

"Owh ...." Friska just walked into her room.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, you just got together again, even if you just sit together in front of the TV, it means a lot to your daughter, Zein" Emily said.

Zein tried to digest Emily's words, she looked gently at her daughter's room.

"Enjoy this golden time of Zein, right now in Friska's eyes you are the most handsome man, whom he misses every second, and he always calls in his do'a. But this feeling slowly fades away with time."

"You mean?"

"The turn of time goes so fast, it does not feel that Friska will grow up, you will be surprised when it comes, one day there are others who are no less valuable to your daughter."

"You mean friends of the opposite sex?" ask Zein.

"Time keeps going Zein, and if that moment comes you can't hold back time."

"Right now, Friska is very proud to hold your arm wherever she steps she is happy with you. Fill this golden time Zein, give a happy impression on your daughter, until when she grows up she always remembers your togetherness."

"If that time comes, whatever the name, one thing Friska doesn't like is the things she likes right now, beautiful things like holding your hand or you going to school, it is not a pleasant thing lag, he will feel it is too childish, so he does not want to be held again may want to go to school alone."

Slowly Zein understood what Emily meant. He immediately followed Friska to her room.

"Hello Princess ..." said Zein.

"Papa wants to spend time with the daughter of papa who managed to fight to pull over the shackles that had kept her in a limitation."

"Really pa?"

"Is the best father in the world a liar?"

Friska shook her head, the smile of sumringah engraved on her face made the girl even more beautiful.

"So ... princess where are you going?"

"If I want to go for a walk together, Aunt Emily is okay to be left?" ask Friska.

"It's okay, auntie can't be tired either. Maybe Aunt Emily's taking a break in her room."

"If so, let's go for a walk!"

Friska came out of her room with her cheerful look. "Tante, Grandma ... I want to go with you, you want something?"

"There's no beauty" said Emily.

"Grandmother is also not there, enjoy your company, before your father's hands are busy holding hoes and other garden tools."

Friska and Zein left, and they took a motorcycle to drive around the village.

"Want auntie help you put things down?" ask aunt Geya.

"Auntie's not tired?" Emily asked back.

"Not at all."

"Well, let's go to the room, it looks like my bag has been brought in Zein."

Once in the room, Emily slowly moved to bed.

"You want aunty to help?" ask Geya.

"Thank you, but I can."

Aunt Geya looked at the bag lined up next to the door. "Where did you open the bag?"

"The tote is bi, I want to change clothes, it's sultry."

"Change clothes, what's the shower?" haggard aunt Geya.

"Mending a shower is bi, free also change clothes do not shower." Emily looked at her room.

"Search the bathroom? The bathroom is in the back, it's a house in the village, yes bathroom 1 for all" said aunt Geya.

"Help me towards the bathroom ya bi, I don't know which bathroom."

20 Minutes later, Emily came out of the bathroom in her casual suit. He immediately headed for his room. Seen in the room, Geya's aunt began to move her clothes into the closet.

"Bi, can I ask you a question?" said Emily.

"Please Non."

"Why did my aunt call me Miss El?"

Aunt Geya's hand stopped hearing Emily's question.

"If you meet a woman named Emily, you remember the figure that your aunt loves. Aunty used to call her Miss El, or Miss Elly."

Hearing Aunt Geya's reply, Emily's tears seeped down her cheeks. "Auntie G.." groaned Emily softly. Slowly Emily raised her hair high, and showed her the birthmark that was on her nape.

"My son ...." Aunt Geya got up and hugged Emily so tightly. Emily is the daughter of her employer, but Geya loves the child, and thinks of her as her own. "Is this really you?" ringis aunt Geya.

Emily kept nodding her head. "Yes .. I'm Elly, who aunty always helps braid her hair every morning ...."

Both of them were immersed in crying, unable to say any more words they wanted to say.