Stain Painting Love

Wife Candidate Alvin

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"Already, Dad. I'm already full. Eating at the bribe of Dad turned out to be better." Oceh Naumi praised Alvin.

"Banarkah, Honey. Then give Daddy a gift dong," pinta Alvin.

Muach

One kiss landed on Alvin's cheek as a reward.

"You're so cute, honey." Reply Alvin gave kisses on both cheeks, nose, forehead, and chin Naumi. The harmonious scene made Miya moved.

"If this is real and not acting. I would be so happy to see my daughter happy. But this can't be the case, I just sold my body for my daughter's happiness. His father, even I've forgotten the name of that wajiangn man. Whether I am a good mother, whether a Mother who lies to her daughter can be called a great Mother." My inner self is so hurt. She covered her desire to be happy, it was okay for her to be sad as long as her daughter was happy.

"Mother, is it very painful. Here I treat," said Naumi when she saw her mother was sad.

Muach

Naumi slipped a bandage on her mother's arm.

"After this, Mom's wounds will heal. So, I don't have to be sad anymore." Naumi imitated what Miya did when she was injured. Miya smiled and kissed her daughter.

"Mom's fine, sweetie." Miya replied showing a forced smile.

"Hay Bro, harmonious family." Anan suddenly came. There was also Secretary Haven following behind Anan.

"Why are you here so early in the morning?" Ask Alvin astonished. Usually when there is something important, Anan will meet him while in the company.

"What your question means to throw me out" said Anan dislike.

"Don't baper, let's go." Alvin goes first.

"Drug, Dad." Naumi waved her hand. Alvin also replied.

"Mom, where are you going today?" Ask Naumi.

"Mom will be home with you, dear." Miya hugged her daughter tightly.

"Nob if you have a father. You don't have to work anymore, so you won't be tired anymore. This, is it still sick?" Naumi asked again to look at Miya's bandaged arm.

"It doesn't hurt at all, honey. I can even carry you." Miya's words will lift Naumi's tiny body.

"No need, Mother. I'm already big." Reject Naumi. "Let's just go to my room. I need to see some really big teddy bears in my room. Even bigger than Mom. I can't even lift it." Oceh Naumi while dragging Miya's left arm to be taken to her room.

Satisfied all day accompanying his daughter to play. Now, finally Miya can rest when her daughter has also taken a nap. Miya walked over going back to her room. No, that means Alvin's room. Not until Miya in the room, her steps stopped when the house phone rang. Glancing left-right, Miya saw no one. In the end, Miya had to pick up the phone.

"Hallo, Aunt. Is Brother Alvin home. I called the number off, I also called his office number, but it wasn't picked up. Is Alvin's brother home, Auntie?" Ask a girl across the street.

Miya was speechless, it was hard for her tongue to answer. Until the silence ends.

"Hallo, Aunt. Is Aunt still there?" Asked the girl thinking the one who picked up the phone was Aunt Musti.

"No, I'm not an aunt." Miya answered honestly.

"Then who I'm talking to. What's the waitress at the Mansion?" Ask again.

Miya is confused as to what to answer, there is no way she says that she is Alvin's contract wife.

"Ah, yes Miss. Sa-I'm the new waiter here," Miya replied in the end.

"Oh, so you're the new waiter. Then listen to me carefully, I am Kak Alvin's future wife, my name is Yirrien Bulleci. You have to remember that so you don't mess with me. Oh yeah, if Alvin's brother comes home later, tell him to call me." Miya hung up immediately. Miya was so shocked by what the girl on the phone said. The future wife, fortunately he did not say that he was his wife Alvin. I don't know what would happen if that happened.

Now, Miya's mind was so upset. I don't know why his heart feels so sore as slashed sembilu. His chest felt so tight, as if the oxygen in the room was not enough for him to breathe. Without Miya realizing her tears had poured out. Ah, let him cry. Only then will he feel relieved. Not wanting anyone to see her crying, Miya immediately ran into the room, locking the door tightly. Then throw his rough body on the bed. Then cry in silence.