Stain Painting Love

Naumi's real father

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"Mom, aren't we wrong?" Naumi asked doubtfully.

"What's wrong, baby?" Ask back Miya.

"Wrong house, Mother. It's a palace" replied Naumi innocently.

"We're not wrong, dear Naumi. This is your father's house. Let's go in now." Take Miya.

"No, Mom, I'd like to ask. Is this Dad the one who made me. I mean, is he my real father or is he just my stepfather." Naumi stopped Miya's steps. From now on Miya must remember that her daughter is a smart child. And Miya has to be ready with Naumi's questions that might make it more difficult for her.

"He's your real father, honey. Not your stepfather. She and Mom made you first." Answer Miya. "Gosh, I think I explained it wrong. My daughter's a genius." Inner Miya frustrated.

"I believe in Mom" Naumi smiled at Miya.

"Thank God he believed." Inner Miya relieved.

Miya and Naumi resumed their steps to enter the Mansion. Miya kept coming in, regardless of the bewildered gazes from the bodyguards in front.

"Miss Miya," said Aunt Musti bowing her body greeting her young Miss.

"How are you doing, Auntie?" Ask Miya.

"Good, Miss." Aunt Musti replied as she continued to look at Naumi as if asking who the little girl was.

"Emm, Auntie, this is my daughter Naumi Patrisia." Said Miya introducing her Daughter.

Aunt Musti fell silent and continued to stare at the strange Naumi. In his heart he wondered why the little girl before him had the same eyeballs and face shape as his Master. Aunt Musti looked at Miya and then looked back at Naumi again. Similar too. Miya and Naumi also bear a resemblance in their chuby cheeks and hair color that is both wavy blond. But, the girl's eyes were very similar to her Master's, glowing blue eyeballs. Sanga is beautiful, that beautiful girl is really very charismatic like her Master.

"Hello, Auntie. Introduce my name Naumi. Did Auntie see my dad?" Tanya Naumi adorable.

"Yes Aunt. My father, this is my father's house. I'm not wrong, am I?" Naumi asked her mother.

"Honey, I'm horrified. Your father is working now. He'll be home in the afternoon or the evening. Now we go to the room first. Naumi rest first, you must be tired" persuaded Miya.

"alright, Mother. I get it." Answer's short. Hearing that, somehow Miya felt that she was persuading Mr. Alvin. He only realized that the nature of his daughter also bears a resemblance to Mr. Alvin. But Miya hurriedly revealed that feeling. It is impossible for his meek and haughty daughter Arogan to be like Mr. Alvin. That's very unlikely.

"Auntie, is there an empty room for my daughter?" Asked Miya.

"Let's come with me, Miss." Aunty Naumi replied directing Naumi to take a break in the guest room.

"Mother, the room is very spacious. I can run here," said Naumi amazed.

"You are just there, baby. You rest first. I'll wake you up when your dad gets home, okay." Miya.

"Yes, Mommy. I get it." Naumi answered immediately on her bed.

Miya accompanied her daughter to sleep. When her daughter was asleep, she went out and went to the kitchen to make dinner, because her daughter just wanted to eat her food.

"Miss, why are you here. Miss, what do I want to bring to Miss's room." Said Aunt Musti who did not allow Miya to step on the kitchen.

"Auntie, please allow me to cook. My daughter wouldn't have eaten if I hadn't cooked it. I beg Auntie, I've bought the ingredients myself. I promise I won't use food here. I'm just cooking." Please Miya while showing her vegetables.

"That's not what I mean, miss. I forbid not because Miss can not take food here. But, because Master forbids Miss to step on the kitchen. We're here to serve Miss. Whatever Miss wants we'll make." Obviously Aunt Musti.

"I just want to cook for my daughter. There's nothing else." Answer Miya.

"Alright if Miss forces. But, we'll help Miss."

"Alright," replied Miya in agreement.