She's Maduku

Abiyu Kisya part 42

"She, just feeling the loss of her playmates, try you and Abiyu take a vacation first, yes." Zahfran tried to make some advice. Who knows, the advice might work.

"What he said was your father was right, Biy. took three days off first. Give all your time to play with Kayla, go on holiday three can also, you guys ever go on holiday three?"

"Ever now, but the four of them are Kiran," said Kisya ketus.

"We didn't know Kiran's feelings yet, Yank."

They chatted in the living room after painstakingly putting Kayla to sleep, this was Kayla's first day without Kiran, and facing Kayla's room was quite draining especially the heart that had to patiently deal with her.

"Let's try, Biy. I'm going to college for a week. We've spent time with our daughter" Kisya has really changed. No longer put his school above all else. He wants to take a leave of absence to heal his daughter's heart wound because he has lost his co-star.

"Yes, I'll ask Om Bram to take care of Restaurant first himself."

No effort fools the results. Seven Days they spent with Kayla, finally can bear sweet fruit. Many activities they do, until Kayla no longer has time to remember Kiran, because of the time she spent playing with Father and Mother.

A lot of activities they do. Vacation, play on the beach, go to rides games, even he followed some of Nekdanya's social activities in an orphanage, and some orphan activities.

"Makasi ya yank, you want to take a break from college first for our daughter, even you take care of all the needs of me and Kayla. This is my old Kisya, which has always been there for me and Kayla," Abiyu kissed the wife's forehead deeply in love, then hugged her back very tightly. He was so happy to spend seven days together.

"I'm sorry Biy. I'm just perfecting your lupain. Now I realize that time with the boy is precious. Lucky I can still fix that lost time." Kisya said it sincerely.

Abiyu released her embrace, looking fixedly at Kisya's face. He saw tears welling up in his eyes that were ready to fall. "I love you so much Kisya dayana. Loves you so much. You don't have to be afraid of me turning away, because at any time, my heart is only for you. Except. if your illness recur. I don't promise you."

"iihi.. Abiu..."

Reveal Abiyu's love, making Kisya unable to hold back tears, she cried when she heard her husband's statement, "Thank you. I can only say thank you for loving me that deep." Kisya men*um lips Abiyu very deep, very long, until both dissolved in pleasure and ended with a hot scene on the bed.

"One week we have a Yank holiday. I want to go again," he asked, hugging Kisya from behind, while his hands continued to play in his favorite place, making Kisya continue to wriggle full of pleasure.

"Do it until you're satisfied, Biy. I'm ready to serve you."

Kisya's readiness makes Abiyu rise again, then re-position themselves on top of Kisya's body which is still plain without a thread attached. As if there was no satisfaction Abiyu asked again, and again until the clockwork is now in number two, they just ended the hot activity on the bed with a roar of breath that is still hunting, and still, even the sweat that is pouring out adds to the pleasure in making love.

"I'm satisfied, sleep, '" Abiyu kissed the wife's forehead after spilling the seeds of love in her proper place. He came down from Kisya's body, and lay down beside her, until they fell into a deep sleep after several trips.

Early in the morning at the Nindy residence, when Kiran was going home to her house in Pandeglang, there was a maid who also worked there, offering Kiran a job at a luxury Mall to become a cashier.

"Why aren't you?" kiran asked his friend.

"My diploma's just an SD, Ran. If you are SMK. If you want, make the proposal from now on. Via email to his bed. Who knows you're in there."

They were currently mowing the grass in the backyard of Nindy's residence. They kept talking about how to get an interview faster.

"How'd it go?" ask Kiran without stopping her activities.

"Yes that was, you send an Email, at most one week on call, it could be more flat, because again need it really tuh.'

Kiran was silent while thinking. No more income after quitting work from Kisya's house. Not working at Nindy's residence, Nindy has warned that she will not be paid if she helps her mother's work, or anything that includes helping other maid jobs. Although sometimes Nindy always asks Kiran to tidy up her room.

Long enough to think, Kiran finally wanted to, "Tomorrow I'll finish everything."

The next day Kiran actually prepared all the application files she needed. Starting from diplomas, SKCK, healthy cards, yellow cards, and some other conditions. After everything was ready, Kiran went to the cafe according to her friend's instructions to send a proposal via Email.

A few days later, Kiran actually gets a call from where she applied, and tomorrow Kiran has to come wearing a black white shirt like someone applying for a job.

"Hopefully the interview is smooth, Ran" the mother always wishes her son the best. Right at 6 Kiran departs by public transport to north Jakarta. Kiran leaves early because the city of Jakarja is always jammed.

Dugannya right, half an hour trip he had to travel with a longer time because yes it was, stuck. At exactly 07.30 Kiran arrived at his destination, around 08.30 the turn of the name he was called into the meeting with HRD who interviewed.

"Kirania rossalie?"

"Yes sir."

"I call Nia can?" ask an HRD it is friendly.

"By sir,"

"Have you ever worked in a shopping mall?"

"No, sir, I've only been a nanny."

"Little boy?"

"Yes sir."

"But operating a computer can, right?"

"Can sir, it just so happens that my grades are good in that field."

Keep going, and keep that HRD head asking questions for fifteen minutes. And finally Kiran came out of the inside while holding the HRD head business card whose age can be estimated at around thirty years.

Kisya confused, "Ko I'm on the business card anyway? usually the most waiting for a call to be received or not,"

Not wanting to take a headache, Kiran also left the Mall, in the hope that he would be accepted to work.

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