The Love of the Culun

Curious about the Mahesa clan

A small smile framed Ariana's pretty face, while bowing her slender body slightly aligned with her daughter's height.

"Mommy's gonna do an interview, with one of Stefanie's television stations tonight?" With a smile, and a loving look.

Pouty, mimic, and mispy framing full on the tiny face Stefanie heard what her mother had just said.

"Aren't you going to take me Mommy...?"

Alana smiled, and the taut fingers fixed the strands of hair that partially covered her daughter's eyebrows.

"But today Mommy is really sorry, for not being able to take you. But Mommy promised, tomorrow we'll go for a peaceful walk, take Doggy. How does. Do you want to..?"

Bolamata sparkled, with a small smile on his face he looked at his mother, as the offer was thrown.

"You're serious Mommy?"

"Of course my son? why would Mommy lie to you."

A beaked woman walked in uniform, approaching the Mother and Child after she left her master's daughter kitchen to make milk.

"Sorry Miss. I was in the kitchen making milk for Miss Stefanie." Said Alice, who is the nanny of the princess Ariana.

"No matter Aunt Alice, I'm gonna go for a little interview, and I'm gonna ask Stefanie not to go to bed late. I don't want my daughter to be sick, from lack of sleep."

"Well Miss.."

Ariana's gaze turned to her daughter, who was gulping milk on her little mok.

:"Promise Mommy, you won't sleep until late at night again, if Mommy hasn't come home."

Pouting, rubbing his lips affected by the milk spill.

"That's because I'm waiting for you, Mommy..."

Alana had a small laugh, hearing her daughter's answer.

"Mommy promise. Mommy's going home early. So you don't wait for Mommy anymore, you understand..?"

"Alright Mommy..." With the fingers swaying, poured the white milk on her tiny lips.

"Then Mommy perguidulu, and remember not to be naughty . Kasian Oma Alice's. You understand, honey..?"

"Yes Mommy..." With a small nod, when he heard his mother's words.

Alana stretched her legs from her house, but at once the footsteps came to a halt, after her daughter called out her name.

"Mommy...."Call her with a shout, as she set a small foot toward Ariana.

"What's the matter, honey...?" When turning his body, welcoming the tiny body that was walking towards him.

"I haven't kissed you, Mommy..? did you forget?!"

Smiling, with what his daughter said.

"I'm sorry Mommy.., Mommy forgot.." With her body fattened, when Stefanie would put a lip on her cheek.

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A lot has happened in these five years. What about the life of a Zain Pratama. After the results were always disappointing, when he made a living on Ariana, the sharp-eyed man, decided to stop looking for his ex-wife, after he believed that Ariana really did not want it anymore, because the woman really disappeared. So does his relationship with Celine, his aunt. Although there is still one roof, but the warmth of the relationship between Aunt, and the nephew is not as warm as it used to be, before Zain learned the bad behavior of his aunt.

And that was explained by Celine herself, who felt she was already very guilty, because it had caused a rift in her own nephew's household.

And the handsome man, began to decide to reorganize his life, even though it was very difficult due to his great love for Ariana, his ex-wife. And in the last six months, the handsome businessman is in a special relationship with the son of a wealthy businessman, who is his own business partner, and he is, after they were introduced by his father from his lover in a charity event.

Both bolamata seemed so focused on the screen laptop, when he intensely saw a report sent by one of his employees, about the results of work on a new project that is in the building stage. Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside his study, until the handsome businessman's gaze was glimpsed at the door.

"Now...." With a shout, while the fingers continue to dance on the buttons of the letter of his laptop.

The door of the room opened, showing the beautiful girl smiling at him in front of the door.

"May I come in..."

A small smile was painted on Zain's handsome face, while moving from his seat, when he found his lover's presence there.

"Of course, why not...?"

"I miss you dear..." Buried his face on the chest of that field, as he was in Zain's arms.

Letting go of their embrace, with a small smile painted on his handsome face as their gazes stirred.

"Let's tell me how your vacation for one week in Bali."

Cintya pursed her lips, staring at the pouting handsome face of her lover, with a question thrown from the man's lips.

"Didn't you miss me, baby...?"

A small laugh framed Zain's handsome face, seeing the look of his lover's pouting face.

"Of course I miss you, Cintya..? miss you very much."

The beautiful girl gave a glimpse of Zain's kiss, and took her lover to the sofa set in the workspace.

"I spend a lot of time with my friends, by going to the beach. And..." By pausing his sentence, when he almost fell asleep with what Zain prohibited.

Both of his brows were clutched, with a full-looking gaze the handsome man looked at the girl beside him.

"Don't tell me that you're spending time with your friends by going to night time again." With a tone full of emphasis, as the question was spoken from his lips.

"A.I.I..m..." Down in fear, with a face filled with guilt.

The breath sounded heavy, trying to dampen the emotions within him that were about to burst. And again his lover, doing things that he did not like.

"Don't I tell you that I don't like women who drink, and also go clubbing?!" With a slightly high tone, with an unwelcome look.

"I'm sorry, honey, I promise I won't be going to INCLUSP TONIGHT again." The hopeful gaze of the two Cintya bolamata, as the kalimt was spoken from her lips.

"alright. This time, I forgive you."

Happy Rona instantly frames the full face of beautiful Cintya, hearing the word forgiving from the handsome businessman's lips.

"Thank you, I love you so much" In his potent style, as he wrapped his hands around those sturdy arms.

Not saying back that love sentence, Zain only displayed a small smile on his handsome face.

"Ohhh, honey, I forgot. Papaku company will cooperate with a famous fashion designer, because it will use his services to design one of the clothes that will be used one of the models, which will promote one of the products in the manufacture of advertising company owned by Papa. And he agreed, because it coincided with his visit to Indonesia because he was specially invited by one of the sponsors in the country."

The gaze that had just now seemed ordinary, instantly turned intense, hearing what Cintya said, who was still struggling spoiled to her.

"Definitely your father spent a lot of money to pay for the services of the fashion designer."

"Of course, honey, and you know I'd really like to meet her. As long as you know Honey, he is one of the famous fashion designers, where the design is always used by the upper class, world celebrities, or world figures."

"REally...?"

"of course. And that makes me proud of him, because he's from Indonesia. Isn't that great, honey? can compete with other famous fashion designers, and indirectly he has perfected the name of this country. And I can't wait to ask for his autograph, and of course also take a picture with him. Because this is an opportunity that steps."

Zain seemed to smile a little, with a sentence of praise spoken by his lover.

"Of course he is very great, can be one of the famous fashion designers. And I think that's pretty amazing. And what's his name, I'm also very curious."

Both of Cintya's eyebrows are linked, and she seems to think hard when her lover Zain uses the name of the fashion designer.

"I forgot, honey? but I remember his last name. If it's not wrong..." By trying to remember the clan from Ariana.

"You don't even know what his name is. You idolize him so much."

"I did forget his name, but what I remember his last name, if not wrong, is Mahesa. Yep.. Mahesh.." By emphasizing the phrase Mahesa, which is so convincing.

Zain instantly turned his face away, staring intensely at Cintya's beautiful face.

"Mahesa...? are you sure it's Mahesa...?"

"Hmmm..." With a quick nod to Zain.

"Mahesha...." His murmur was crushing, and Zain seemed to be thinking hard.

No. It's definitely not him. Is not in this world, many who use the Mahesa clan. And there's no way it's Ariana." Dying as his mind flashed on his ex-wife.