The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 15. Missed Mama

Today Kailla is off to college, so she decides to take Dion's mother and her sister for a walk to the mall. After picking up Dion's mother and sister, Sam immediately drove to one of the largest malls in Jakarta. Coincidentally today Dion can not accompany because he had to work at the cafe.

Today the mall is not too crowded, because of the working day. Much different than holidays or weekends. Sam wasn't too hard to find a parking space. Usually the driver took a long time because of the large number of mall visitors, not even rarely had to circle for an hour just for a parking lot.

“Sam, you wait in the car only!” kailla's orders.

He did not want to until Sam's presence made Dion's mother and sister uncomfortable. Unlike Dion or his best friend who is used to the presence of Sam who follows him everywhere, even to the front of the toilet women.

“Wah Ma'am, the building is very nice, yes,” said Dion's sister amazed while looking up. See a tall and high-rise mall building with glass attached to the wall.

“Let's go in. Inside was even better,” took Kailla while looking at Dina, her sister Dion who was struggling spoiled on her mother's arm.

Kaila takes the two around from one store to another. Not infrequently they have to stop longer, when Dina was amazed by the product she first saw. After arriving at the store that sold clothes, they went in and looked around.

“Dina, you can buy anything you want.” Kailla offers it to Dion's sister.

“Really, Brother?” tanya Dina cheered in excitement. Seeing Dina's excitement, Kailla nodded and smiled.

“Do not, Non. It must be expensive here. We don't need anything.” Dion's mother tried to refuse. The middle-aged woman felt bad.

“It's okay, Mom. Consider this a gift for Mother and family in the village.” Kaila pulled Dion's mother's hand and asked her to try on some pieces of clothing.

Kailla also asked Dion's mother to choose a shirt and pants for Mr. Dion. Dina herself chose two pieces of peach-colored canals and tosca that are appropriate for her age. The model is simple with a soft material that feels good on the skin.

“How, Mom? Is this suit suitable for Dina?” asked Dina who was still circling in front of the dressing room.

“Mother's son is always beautiful with any shirt.” Dion's mother answered while stroking her daughter's cheek.

Kaila who saw the sight just smiled bitterly. For twenty years, let alone getting her mother's embrace, Kailla didn't even have a chance to see her mother's face. Daddy and Pram shut down all the information about his mother.

After paying for her groceries, Kailla took Dion's mother and sister back around. The girl invited the two guests to the playground. Dina is very happy to play some games there.

“You're happy, Din?” kailla asked after seeing Dina's tired face. The boy was so satisfied, almost all the games he tried.

“Happy, Sister Kailla!” he answered while embracing Kailla's hand.

“Hungry already? Let's go get some food," Kailla asked, holding Dion's and Dina's hands.

After ordering food at the foodcourt they finally chose to sit waiting for the waiter to deliver their order.

“Come eaten,” Kailla said as soon as the waiter had delivered their order. Seemed a serving of fried Javanese noodles, steak and two glasses of orange juice. Kailla herself ordered only her favorite pasta.

“Aduh, Non. Mom's not good. Already invited to go for a walk, spent clothes, invited to eat in this place again.” Dion's mother said with a shy smile.

“It's okay, Mom. I was also happy to take Mom and Dina for a walk. Later, if you go to Jakarta again, we go to Dufan,”, Kailla said while putting food in her mouth.

“I want, Sister Kailla.” Dina answered with excitement. He had already imagined the place Kailla meant. Usually the little girl could only see it from the television.

“Thank you, Son. You're so nice. Your parents are really lucky to have a daughter like you.” Dion's mother said with a smile looking at Kailla.

After eating, Kailla escorted them back to Dion's senses. Look Sam down helps bring groceries in.

“Thank you, Sister Kailla,” said Dina as she walked in hugging a doll that Kailla had bought specifically for her.

“It's okay, Mom. I'm also happy to spend all day with Mom and Dina.”

Before long, Sam was seen coming out of the index and walking towards the car ready to take the employer home.

“I said yes, Bu.” Kailla said as she grabbed her car door a little hesitating.

Then he turned back, approaching Dion's mother. Kailla hesitated to say it.

“A .. can I hug Mom?” tanya Kailla stammered. He looked sadly at Mother Dion. It was like there was something stuck in his heart.

“Sure, Son!” Dion's mother replied as she spread out her hands ready to welcome Kailla in her arms.

Kailla immediately rushed into Dion's mother's arms. There was a lot of raging in his heart. Haru, happy, like this it feels to be hugged by a mother. The hug he dreamed of all this time.

“Thank you ... thank you .. thank you.” Kailla says. Her cry broke, while tightly hugging Mother Dion.

“Why are you, son?” mother Dion asked confusedly as she patted the back of Kailla who was still as excited.

“It's okay, Mom. I'm glad to be able to hold you, ma'am" Kailla said. “Thank you, because Mom allowed me to feel how it felt to be hugged by a mother,” continued Kailla again with half a whisper.

Deg.

“Your album?” Dion's mother flinched

“Mama died giving birth to me. It's okay, Mom. I just want to feel for a moment. How does it feel to be hugged by mother and it feels to have mother,” replied Kailla steadfastly.

Dion's mother's heart was filled to hear Kailla's words. Dion's mother imagined how efficacious the princess always wanted to be near him, even when she decided to go to Jakarta to see Dion, the princess did not let go. The princess was taken to Jakarta.

While this girl before him, could only dream of having a Mother. Although there may be a lot of love from other families, but the empty space in the heart left by the mother will not be replaced by anything and anyone. Dion's mother lets go of his embrace and invites Kailla to sit on the index porch.

“You missed your mama?” Dion's mother asked while still holding the girl's hand before her.

Kailla. “When I was a kid, I missed Mama. But Daddy said, I can't miss you. And Daddy's words are true.”

“Then, at school ... I saw my friend fighting with another friend, then the teacher called my friend's mom to come to school.” Kaila started telling stories, remembering her childhood.

“I did the same. I hit my classmate in my class. I wish the teacher would call my mom to school. But my mom didn't come. Daddy was right, until whenever my mom would never come to me. Since then, I haven't missed mama anymore,” continued Kailla.

“You must be so proud of you, son. Her daughter has grown into a good and beautiful girl,” said Dion's mother while wiping away tears and kissing Kailla's forehead.

“Yes, is it?” kailla asked looking at the middle-aged woman in front of her.

“Sure. Her daughter had already grown into a beautiful and kind girl like this. Any mother would be proud,” obviously Mother Dion stared lovingly at Kailla.

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Thank ye.

Love you all.