The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

Made of Love

In the following nights, Danita was heading home.The new hour showed at nine o'clock in the evening.but she was already sleepy.she washed her face many times so that she would not fall asleep.

"why is he so long?" evaporated a few times.

"he forgot his birthday" muttered to himself in the wind.

Today is Rangga's birthday, andita remembers it because at that time Rangga once told her to find out about him. do you still remember?.

"don't fall asleep don't fall asleep" patting her cheeks made her eyes regain consciousness.

"but why is the name different?" reopen the phone. "or is this his real name?" look at that search site.

There was so much about rangga, one thing he only knew now.rangga's real name is not rangga adinata.but at that time he saw his name rangga adinata now changed again. even rangga at that time said his name rangga adinata.

stupid didn't she just know her husband's real name?.

"that's a long time" leaned his body on the shoulder of the bed.he was very sleepy.

The door sounded open, but Danita was already asleep with a sitting position.who opened the door of course rangga.who else dared to go into the main room besides herself?.

"why is he sleeping in this position?" lower the body of the danita, a little stuck in the thighs of the rangga.

"beautiful" gently rubbed the wife's face.

"you're not naughty, are you?" the whisper turned to Danita's stomach.

danita moaned when she felt that her position was not good, she just closed her eyes but was already bullied.but when she opened her eyes, the look of a rangga that she saw.

"unfortunately I have something" got up and shifted her body.

new Rangga wanted to kiss his face, already shifted first.

"what?" staring a little annoyed but also curious.

"do you remember what day it was?" took the small box he had stored in the drawer and immediately hid it.

"today is a busy day" he said, glancing at the hidden hand of Danita.

"try to remember again" shifted his body so that Rangga could not see the hand behind him.

"what day is it?" he wanted to feel like he was pulling the body of Danita and bringing out what was behind him.

"not bad time" pursed his lips.

"today's a busy day–ahh" remembered something.

danita was already excited to show her convincing face.

"usually if this date zan will give a monthly report" his face was very convincing but in fact very annoying.

"that's not it!" kel danita raised her voice a little.

"then?" just resigned already.

"seriously you don't want to?" staring at nanar Rangga who was lazy to play guessing.

"no" he answered quickly, wondering what was behind Danita.

"when this is your special day" still staring expectantly remember it.

"special day?" it scrunched his forehead deeply.

has Danita been furious to see it, this really rangga forget or pretend to forget?.

"happy birthday dear" took out the box she had just hidden with a sweet and wide smile.

Rangga fell silent, this is really he forgot his own birthday.

are there any kayaks?.

"you seriously forgot?" raised his eyebrows with his still hand holding the small box.

Rangga even laughed lightly to make Danita wrinkle her forehead.

"thank you" smiled sincerely but thinly.

"have you forgotten your own birthday?" staring in disbelief.His hand is empty because Rangga has taken it.

"i've always wanted to forget it" sounded slow but could still be heard.His hand opened the box that had made him curious.

"who made this?" leave the box open in his hand.

It is not something of fantastic value, of course rangga can get it at will. therefore danita gift something that may seem ugly and unsightly but made with love.

"me" grinnedly glanced at the result of his hand.

"you're going downstairs?" unpleasant auras began to radiate.

"don't love I was helped by saree like some other servants, I didn't go down even I who troublesome them round the kitchen to the room a few times" danita explained that nothing would happen.

"men or women's servants?" staring daita fixed and did not give danita pause to avert his eyes.

"love woman" said Danita softly.

"there is a tan sir, your ear eyes" in his heart he protested.

Rangga looked back at the one there. The shape was good, funny and there was also a little black, a little uneven shape. understand nothing is perfect. it makes rangga laugh.

"it's a pity that this was eaten" took one of the 10 that were there.

"eat dong, let's know what's good" hugged his pillow.

"i'm not gonna eat my own face" put it back into full 10.

Danita giggled.rangga immediately knew it anyway, fortunately he did not need to bother explaining one by one.

"what's this? my face was never like this" took another one, only to be noticed instead of eaten.

"it's your face if you're jealous" he answered withholding a laugh. somewhat embarrassed also the result of his hand which is far from good.

"don't make up" put it back and take the other. "what is this?" lift it up into the air.

what a cake yes.

"it's your face when it's spoiled" he replied again, giggling with accompaniment.

Rangga laughed lightly seeing that the back is brown to hitaman.it's self-blank him.why could ya?.

"sorry baby I'm g–"

"it's my best gift" cut quickly with the hand still holding it, and a warm smile complemented her face.

Danita smiled happily, she did not want to ask anything else.it was the same as opening the sheet of the past rangga. saw rangga happy because the results of her hand that was far from good words that had made her smile.

"it's appropriate that they behave strangely" given the events in the office.all employees smile at him.usually just bend down and greet him respectfully without daring to meet face to face with him. and also the tan sir was smiling at him. ahh how could he forget his special day.

"sayang eaten do not be ignored" a little upset because Rangga only pay attention to the results of his hands instead of eating them.

"it's very dear to eat" is still cool to notice.

danita grunted softly, though she was curious about the taste.

"eating" takes one and directly puts it in the mouth of the host.

Rangga was shocked and immediately chewed on it. A strange taste appeared on his tongue.

shit at eating the gosong.

"don't you?" the one who gave the food in stared innocently without sin.

Rangga nodded, not wanting to disappoint his wife.after all, he chewed a charred one, meaning he was just unlucky.

"seriously?" his eyes are shining.Good not to play, right?.

Rangga could only nod, with great difficulty he swallowed it.

"thank you" tightly hugged the body of the rangga who was still wrapped in a suit.

"i'm the one who should be grateful" stroked the top of Danita's head while kissing her affectionately.the other hand was still holding the box.

he smiled again staring at the box that he still held.it was the best gift he ever got. cookies pictured his facial expression in various circumstances, well indeed far away from the equation, it was far from the same, but if Danita's making what's not? it's good that Dimata rangga mah. what else he made using love.

aw

SERIATE

ps: remind the author if there is a typo