The Crown that Be snatched

Died home

Bram looked at Liza regardless of Vika's words.

"Liza, do you want to come with Om?" bram asks trying to persuade his son Vika.

"Where are you going, Om?" ask Liza.

"Street around."

Liza rounded her eyes. He seemed happy with Bram's words.

"Where do you want me to go for a walk?" asked Liza who was so enthusiastic.

"Where are you going to take a walk? where are you going for a walk? go to the mall, see a movie, or where?"

"Om gonna make me go to the mall? serious Om. I want to go to the mall. Papa I never convinced me to go to the mall. I haven't been to the mall for a long time. And I want to take a walk to the mall. Mama also if the streets are only by themselves doang. Never convinced me," said Liza.

Bram smile. And for Bram, this is an opportunity to approach Vika again through her beautiful child.

"You want to go to the mall? all right, Om will take you to the mall. Come on, now we're leaving!"

Bram had already extended his hand in front of Liza. Liza instantly merry Bram's hand and grasped it tightly. Bram and Liza then walk towards her car and leave Vika.

"Hey Bram. You can't dong, haphazardly invite my son to walk," said Vika annoyed.

Bram looked at Vika.

"It's okay, Vik. We're going to the mall. It won't take long. Liza just wants to, why do you look so upset."

Liza grabbed Vika's hand and grasped it tightly.

"Mama. I want to take a walk. My mom and dad never took me for a walk. Let me go with Om Bram for a walk. This time it's Mama, "persuade Liza.

Vika can't hold Liza back from going with Bram. Vika also felt sorry for her son. It has also been a long time Vika has never taken Liza for a walk again. Especially with Rama. He also never took Liza for a walk.

Liza is the son of a rich man, but her life is not as sweet as what people have imagined all along.

The two Liza's parents, never got along. Vika never took her son to the street. He was just busy with his own business.

While Rama is getting more and more day, the more fun with Liza. Boro-boro Rama took Liza for a walk, invite Liza to chat now was reluctant. Rama is busy with his new family.

"alright. Mama allows you to go with Om Bram," said Vika in the end.

Liza smiled happily.

"Brothers...Mama, you have to come along too."

Vika nodded.

Turns out, it's easy for me to get close to Vika's son. Why don't I go near Liza. If Liza is close to me, her mother will also come close to me.

Bram smiled cunningly. Feeling the way to take Vika from the hands of Rama is getting wider.

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Ting

A notification entered into the Safia hape. Safia opened a chat from her husband.

(Darling, I can't go back to your house. I'm gonna stay at Liza's for the night. Tonight is just a darling. It's okay, right?)

Safia looked sad when she saw the chat from Rama. Rama is going home to his first wife for the night.

Why I am sad gini yes, want to be left Mas Ramnaap at Liza's house. I shouldn't be sad, inwardly Safia.

Safia tried not to think of Rama. Safia knew herself that she was only a second wife. And she's just Siri's wife. He could not have forced Rama to be with him always. Because it won't be possible.

A drop of Safia's tears suddenly just flowed from her eyes.

Duh, what's with my heart. I may have started to love that man. No, this feeling should not be ignored. I can't really fall in love with Rama. He's still the man's husband. And one day, it did not rule out the possibility that he would definitely return to his wife's embrace.

Safia still remembered Rama's words yesterday. If the two bodies are fused, then love will slowly approach.

And it is true what Rama said yesterday. After Safia and Rama did the first night, the second night, and the nights that followed, Rama was finally able to make Safia fall in love and difficult to forget.

Rama is good, pampering his wife for bed problems. And maybe the relationship that they have been in for a week, has fostered a sense of love in Safia's heart.

Safia still brushed aside the shadow of Rama in her mind.

"Why is my heart so bad like this. I did not feel willing, Mas Rama went home to his first wife. No, I'm jealous. No, I can't be jealous."

Tok tok....

"Assalamualaik."

The sound of knocking and greeting from the front door scattered Safia's daydream. Safia immediately wiped her tears when she heard the voice of her little daughter. Safia got up from her seat. He then stepped up to open the door.

"Wa'alakiumsalam. Are you home, baby?" ask Safia.

He smiled when he saw his little daughter had come home from teaching.

Anna kissed the hand of her mother. After that, he hurriedly entered his house.

Anna flung her body and sat down on the living room sofa. He then looked around.

"Mother, which father? at this hour, Dad hasn't come home. Dad's car, it's usually in the front."

"Dad you didn't come back here tonight, son," Safia replied.

"So where's dong going?"

"Dad you went home to Liza."

Anna pouted upon hearing Liza's name. He then threw out his body and sat down at his mother's side.

"Dad ain't coming back here again?" anna asked by crossing into her two hands looking at Safia intensely.

"Dad wants to come here again."

"When?"

"I don't know when."

"Why the hell, I have to go back there. I don't like Bun."

Safia smiled. Trying to give understanding to his son that his father will not be with him forever.

"Darling, we can't be selfish. We must not prevent father from meeting his son and wife. Because your father also still has a great responsibility towards them."

Anna tried to digest all of her mother's words.

"Honey, we're used to being independent without a father. So we can't continue to depend on the same father. We should get to know Dad."

"Yes Mother. I know what Mother means."

Safia rubbed the head of her son who is currently still wearing a full headscarf and robe. Safia knew that her son was a smart child and could understand the situation. Anna was the proud son of Safia and Rama. Their precious pangling treasure.

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