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The birthday surprise

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In this luxurious house, warmth continues to be intertwined. What else is it that their baby is born. A father's affection is clearly given, the past also makes its own trauma for him.

Children who have just stepped on a matter of months already have complete facilities. Not to mention toys neatly arranged in a glass cabinet. Bak had already confirmed that his son would play it. Lego robots cost tens of millions, cars at fantastic prices. Although it has often been said to his wife is very excessive, but it seems that a Hussein does not care about spending money on his son.

"Don't forget your daughter." These are always words spoken by the wife. Just a reminder that there is no envy in Kinara.

The two baby sitters chosen specifically by them are also sometimes still surprised. Each time they saw their master come home with a toy.

"Mas, that's enough. Don't buy it again tomorrow." The smile is even expanding. He was indifferent and preferred to see his little son.

"Mass?" He's turning to his wife now.

"Here it is, even though Kinara did not get the affection she used to. But I treat him like this too." Heh, what now?

"He's asleep, he'll wake up later. Come on, now take a shower." The pull at the end of the suit made him unable to resist. The two baby sitters looked down, but occasionally saw what their master and mistress were up to. I laugh when I am asked why.

"Age doesn't diminish his good looks, does it?"

"Hey he's our master. Watch what you say, if the madam hears how?" They giggle amusedly.

"I'm sure, at a young age Mr. Husein must have been the most handsome in his school."

"Eh look at Miss Kinara. She looks so beautiful and elegant even if she only wears a shirt. Ahhh lucky we can be a baby sitter for her son." They gossip unknowingly being inside the house.

"Yes, uh Miss Kinara left huh? He's on vacation right now. Oh how wonderful it would be if I could exchange fate with him. Everything he wanted would have been realized." One of the babysitters smiled and held her face up to the room sky. I don't know what he's currently talking about.

"You don't know, do you? What if Miss Kinara already has a child?"

"Huh??? You, you kidding me? Where possible!! She is very young, she is not married. How can I have a child?"

This includes work violations, as one of the strictest rules in the house is the least allowed to tell about their master. Whatever happens in this house cannot be told. Their duties only work according to their respective parts. Receive a salary that is much greater than ART or baby sitters in general.

But if this is the case, the curiosity of which might be able to just close. There is a sense of spirit that increasingly wants to know.

"I heard the story that Miss Kinara didn't live here, but after she got caught pregnant and gave birth. Only then does the lady stay here."

"Where did you get this news from?" Who opened the disgrace of directly thrusting his phone, showing some of the latest news that is still on the internet. Although the headlines have been removed, the digital track record cannot be eliminated. Because there are people who spread it. Until the news disappears by itself.

"Huh? Then, where's the kid?"

"The child died."

"Whose son died?" Gubrak, they were shocked when they found out the mother of the child they foster entered. The pounding of footsteps is not heard because of the busy crows they tell the disgrace of others.

"Eh no mistress." They bowed, and stood neatly.

"Later I'll be out for a while, there's business. Please take care of Renan properly huh."

"Most certainly madam."

"That's what?? Why are there pictures of my husband and son?" Deg. Mobile phone screens still show the news one year ago.

"This-"

"Well, shall I see?" They were silent, frozen in place. The breath is up and down, the legs are down. If only found out, it is certain they can no longer work here. That's what they're thinking right now.

That faint smile came out from the lips of a wife.

"No, it's just the past. Better not do this again. Don't ever find out what's none of your business. Because the more you find out, the less chance of life." Deg. The body is getting squeezed. Not daring to stare just down and look at their own two feet.

"No, I was just kidding. Just get here, don't let my husband know. He probably won't be angry because it's a fact. But I don't want it just because of you he remembers that time and it can affect his health."

"Once again forgive us madam."

"alright. Oh yes one more. Kinara is a good child, even his nature is much more noble than ours. There's something he's got but you don't have."

The soft voice ended the conversation, he passed away and separated the two trembling legs.

"It was only a stepmother, but she loved him very much."

"Be quiet! You seem to know a lot. It's all because of you!" Put it straight to silence his mouth.

In the courtyard of the house, there was already a driver waiting for this couple. That he said was going to go somewhere, there was a very important affair.

"Sir, do you want to leave now?" Bi Gina also waited not far from the front door of the house.

"Bi, you better come along. As a guide. You know better what Kinara wants."

"Yes bi, I also agree with Mas Husein."

Can go together with the host and one car is a miracle or sustenance for them. Their current goal is, want to prepare for Kinara's birthday surprise. Because his birthday is falling tomorrow. Actually it could have been if Husein asked the workers in his house, but Intan as his wife asked that they immediately prepare.

"Well that's my alley house sir." His arrival this time, will meet the street children who are helped by Kinara. Obviously he meant to have come here directly.

"They're funny." That smile, was the smile of happiness that often emerged from Kinara's lips.

"Your son is truly amazing, may Renan be like his brother too."

"Like me more precisely."

After finishing with the business of making plans by bringing them in tomorrow, there was another one they had to give. A gift, and it was handed over to bi Gina who chose it directly. Because he was closer to Kinara.

"Sorry sir, I'm sorry if I said this. It's good that if Namira's mother comes along too, let her come. That way, Miss Kinara feels her happiness is complete." Husein was silent, he turned to his wife. And that nod was an answer.

"Do it for Nara."

Bi Gina immediately gave thanks when what she suggested was heard.

"Please pick up the phone." His wife took off his arm and let him move freely while picking up the phone.

"Hallo Windu, what's wrong?" Husien turned to his wife, with his face red.

"Good." The phone call ended.

"We're going home now." Both dumbfounded.

"But the card hasn't been bought yet. Nanggung is here." They stood not far from the entrance to the store. Bi Gina did not dare to ask or just give advice anymore. He knew that there was news that made him emotional.

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