Single Parent But Virgin

Approaches

Dava closed his net on the sofa in the room Fimi treated. The man actually did not sleep, even when his phone rang a few times, the man ignored it. Dava is not to be disturbed. The man was easing his heart after revealing his heart to the man who turned out to be the girl's father.

However, not long after his body was overpowered by something to the point of screeching. Dava was stunned and opened his net which was directly glared at with Fimi's beautiful eyes.

"Are you teasing me, miss?" his god stared fixedly at Fimi who was only a few inches away.

"Aw! It hurts so much" said Fimi, holding her body by pushing Dava's chest.

The man just smiled, looking at Fimi who was now on his lap. While Nesa only chuckled at the scene in front of her.

"Help me awake, ngeliatin is rich, it's my hand is sick" grumbled Fimi while hitting Dava's chest with the other hand. However, the man seemed to be more happy to tease her than to help her. Until finally, Fimi's body floated and Dava carried it.

"Next time don't tempt me like this, Miss." Dava whispered right in Fimi's ear, causing the woman to crumble.

After Fimi was laid back, Dava also hung the infusion bottle in place, then checked the passage of the liquid. When looking at the infusion hose in Fimi's hand, the color turned red, it turned out that the liquid stopped flowing until it made Fimi's hand bleed. However, Dava has fixed it and now the liquid is back flowing.

"I'm not teasing you, I just want to tell you how you sound, noisily know." Fimi grumbling.

"Oh yes, sorry. I forgot not to be silent."

*****

One week later, Fimi and Nesa finally get to go home. Both were picked up by their families. When Fimi returned, Dava was not there because at that time, Dava's company was holding an important meeting.

Fimi's return is greeted happily by Fir, the son.

"Mimi, Fil is very close to Mimi. Mimi don't stay in the hospital anymore." The little boy continued to chatter on Fimi's lap.

"Yes, Mimi doesn't like it there either."

"From today, you can't drive anymore, Mi. Mama does not want, you just find a driver," said Marina while bringing warm tea for the princess.

"Don't do it, Ma. Fimi's fine." The woman still had plaster on the temple and her hands were spoken.

"Mama doesn't want anything like this to happen again, Fi. Mama's scared." The middle-aged woman held tightness in her chest. Fimi lowered Fir from his lap and sat his little son on the sofa, then Fimi moved up and hugged his body. "Sorry Fimi, because it has made Mama worried, everything will not happen again, Fimi promised."

The atmosphere of the haru is now again turned into happiness and warmth that is always intertwined in the family. Not feeling the day was late in the afternoon, Fir was reluctant to move from Fimi's lap, until the sound of knocking at the door distracted them.

"Bial Fil's opening up, Mi." The little boy offered himself.

"Fir's hand is already on the doorknob?" The nod from the son made Fimi do the same.

As Fir walked towards the front door, the knocking sound was still heard. "Sebental!" fir shouted and the little boy pulled the doorknob and it opened. Look at someone with a bouquet in his hand, so that his face is covered.

"Who's cali, Om?"

"Who, Fir?" Fimi approached the son.

"Good afternoon, Miss! Welcome back home" said the man. Without Fimi noticing, Fir had already approached the man and seen who was behind the brown bouquet.

"Om Dava, right?" Fir guessed the man wearing the mask.

The man looked up and shook his head. While Fimi was still standing in front of the door by folding both hands.

"If it wasn't Om Dava it would be Om Aya, wouldn't it?" Fir guessed again and the masked man rolled his eyeballs.

"Who do you want to see?" Fimi now let out her voice, she knew exactly who this man before her was.

"Can you come in? My feet are this pegel," said the masked man.

"May, but Om finely open the maskel first, fear of evil," said Fir who was now back in front of the mother.

"All right, I'm gonna lose." The man gave Fimi a bouquet of various chocolates, and he pulled the mask.

"Om Dava! Yeee! Benel fil, right?" The boy in blue was cheering.

"So, can you come in dong?"

"Can."

"Kok, you can't, Mimi. Is Dava not a bad guy? Fil same Mimi knows." Fir frowned in surprise.

"Om Davanya's busy, honey. So, I have to go back to the office." Fimi reasoned. However, upon seeing the man in front of him, the man instead smiled at him.

Of course the woman was irritated.

"Yes, I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up, I'm really busy, but this afternoon I didn't, so I came here." Dava explained, and Fimi went awry, because that's not what he meant. The woman just didn't want to meet Dava. However, his words turned out to be misunderstood by Dava, as if he was angry because Dava did not drive him.

"Eh, that's not ...."

"Udah, Mi. Om Dava let's go in!" Fir pulled the man's hand and went inside past Fimi with his bouquet. Fimi stomped her feet in annoyance, then followed the two from behind. Fir was even carried by Dava. Then they both sat on the sofa.

As Fimi keeps the bouquet at the table, Marina suddenly arrives. "Buckets from whom, Mi? Kaya knows that you don't like flowers" said the middle-aged woman.

Fimi simply pointed at someone with her chin.

"Eh, son Dava? Not busy yet?" Marina asked the man who was joking with his granddaughter.

"Alhamdulillah Aunt, Dava's business is done." The man answered what it was.

"Something seems to be craving, Auntie. Dava apologized for being busy." The man teased Fimi who was looking at him with a careless look.

"Ambilin drink, gih!" Marina told her daughter. Fimi went to the kitchen to get a drink.

"Who's craving? I even thought he wasn't coming. It's delicious" Fimi murmured as she poured warm tea into the cup.

"Gue has to be mediocre, but .. Look at her face I'm all over." Fimi kept clucking before bringing the drink forward.

"Be careful, hate the same love is a very thin difference." Suddenly Hendra came and interrupted his daughter's words.

"Ih, Papa ngagetin. Where the hell I like him, no, Pa. It's not a point." Fimi also passed by to bring the drink to Dava.

When the woman got to the front, Marina and Dava were having a serious conversation, and Dava occasionally nodded her head. I don't know what she's talking about, Fimi doesn't know either. While Fir was busy chewing the chocolate Dava brought.

"What are you talking about?" Fimi was curious about what they were talking about.

"Eh, Fimi. There is no ordinary conversation. Yeah, you guys talk first, Mama's gonna go back." The middle-aged woman moved on and left the three of them.

"Fir, a little bit, dear." Fimi reminded her son.

"You give me that much chocolate, what diabetes do you want me to get?" Fimi turned to Dava who was currently staring at her.

"Yes, no, you can share it with the house, or you can not save some." Dava spoke softly.

"Here!" Dava pointed at the empty sofa beside him.

"No need to." Fimi turned her face away and remained seated on the single sofa.

"Yesterday we sat here." Dava slaps his own thigh and gets a shot from Fimi. "Not to be discussed, it was an accident."

Dava chuckled, then the man turned to Fir who was still engrossed in his food. "Do you like the chocolate?"

"Likes, Om. Fil likes chocolate." The little boy replied with cheeks that had been smitten with chocolate.

"If every day you bring chocolate?" Fir simply nodded, as his mouth was full of that sweet food.

"It can't be every day, my son will have a toothache." Fimi interrupted with a grumble.

"If it's Om, so Fir's cheek can be?"

"Eh."

Seriate

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