
Kesya was done OnAir, and as she exited the broadcasting room, Kesya was shocked by the sight that made her Blood rustle and her body suddenly suffocate.
" Mommy??" Pekik Kesya's.
Where Mami Laura and Beti who accompanied her also turned her eyes towards Kesya. Mami Laura stood up and immediately hugged Kesya who was walking towards her.
" Mommy been a long time?" Ask Kesya.
" It's not too long either, after all Mami likes to hear your voice" said Mami Laura.
Beti who was standing near them also cleared her throat, making Mami Laura and Kesya realize that there are other people near them.
From Beti's gaze to Kesya, as if asking who this beautiful woman. And why call Mami?
" Em, Mami, know this Beti, the broadcaster here too" Kesya said.
" O Beti, we are acquainted again" said Mami Laura as she extended her hand and was greeted directly by Beti.
" This is Mami Laura, Big Boss" Kesya said,
Which suddenly makes Beti scream hysterically "OMG.. So Mom is Big Boss' Mama?"
Beti's shout made Roy curious about the guests who came, and not only Roy, but everyone who was in the building. Beti's shout was really like an announcement in the mosque.
" Big Boss?" Mami Laura asked looking at Kesya.
" Om, Om Arka Mami." Answer Kesya.
" So this radio belongs to the King?" tanya Mami lAura was surprised who was responded to by nodding by Kesya.
Mami Laura's surprise did not last long, because she saw the figure of Roy coming out of a room.
" Mommy? When did you get Mam?" Roy asked and immediately kissed the back of Mami Laura's hand.
Roy was considered a child by Mami Laura.
" Roy? Haven't seen you in a long time.. Sorry mom can't come to your seven-monthly child's thanksgiving" Laura said.
" Well, Mom, how is it? Healthy? " ask Roy.
" Thank God, Oh yes. Mommy brought snacks for all of her. Tasted by yaa.." Mommy Laura.
"We go to the room Roy yuk Mi" Invite Roy who responded to the nod by Mami Laura
After allowing Mami Laura's luggage to be consumed together, Mami Laura, Kesya, and Roy entered the room.
" So, is it true that the rumors about Arka and Kesya are getting married?" Roy asked, after allowing Mami Laura to sit on the sofa in the room.
" Mommy wants them to get married soon." Mami Laura said as she glanced towards Kesya
Kesya who felt intimidated by Roy's ordinance and Mami Laura's glance suddenly nervous.
" If Arka is sure, in lamar aja directly Kesya Mi." Said Roy with a mischievous smile towards Kesya.
" Ehh, kok___"
" It's true that you are Roy, later after the King from Abroad, Mami told him to submit to you continue to be Key." Cut Mami Laura.
Kesya felt her organs wanted to resign from her body that second as well.
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This morning, Kesya kept her promise to Dara. Take Dara for a walk.
"Are you ready?" Ask Kesya
" It's Auntie"
" Oh yeah, we're going now." Said Kesya who was answered with a nod by Dara.
" Mi, Kesya go take Dara for a walk" Pamit Kesya.
" Away with Jodi and Duda again?" Ask Mami Shella.
Since Arka left, Duda and Jodi have always been stanby at Kesya's house from half-time at 7am. And Mami Shella always made them coffee. Not infrequently if Kesya there are no activities outside the house, Duda often play chess with Daddy Roy and Father Nazar. Unlike Jodi who only monitor the situation around.
"Hmm, how else would Mi, than they got Om Arka's Nagging." Answer Kesya.
Arka always warns Duda and Jodi to always escort Kesya away. And Arka was still faithful to give news to Kesya every morning, day and night. Until Kesya felt like taking medicine with Arka's call.
After saying goodbye to Mami Shella, Kesya and Dara immediately entered the car that had been opened by Jodi.
" Where are we Miss" asked Duda.
" Em, to the Mall Indah sir" replied Kesya.
" Sheap Miss "Say Duda.
Hose 40 minutes the car driven by Duda has reached the entrance of Mall Indah.
"Emm___"
" I will watch over Miss from afar, so Miss take it easy, I won't disturb Miss' comfort" Jodi said before Kesya finished her speech.
" Okay, thank you.."
Kesya and Dara joined hands to enter the Mall.
" Where is Dara going? Wanna play? Watching, or shopping?" Ask Kesya.
" Em, Dara wants to see a book can Aunty?" Ask Dara shyly.
" Can, Yukk we go there" asked Kesya.
It has been 30 minutes Kesya and Dara around the bookstore that is inside the Mall. There are many books that attract the attention of Dara. Kesya also had time to choose some recipe books making cakes that stole his attention as well.
Not long Kesya's phone rang. Dilan's name was on the screen that was calling her.
" Ashloraikum"
"........."
" Yes, I took Dara for a walk. Sorry for not asking permission to dilan mas." said Kesya.
"........"
" Em, we're at the Indah Mas Mall"
"......."
" Walaikumsalam"
He ended his call.
"Who's Aunt? Oom who used to call Auntie? " Task Dara.
Kesya smiled in response to Dara's words. Yes, Dara is often upset with Arka who often interferes with her togetherness with Kesya.
" No, it's Papa Dara who called" Kesya said.
" OOO, Papa want to come here?" Ask Dara
"Yeah"
" Horeee" replied Dara enthusiastically.
After being satisfied to choose a book, Kesya queued up to pay for the books they bought.
" Let me pay for Key" said Dilan who was suddenly beside Kesya.
Previously Kesya had indeed said that they were in a bookstore inside the Mall.
" I've paid the mas, this is again waiting for change" said the case with a smile.
"Well, you should have waited for me. The book that Dara bought is a lot, cook you pay"
" No Papa, of course."
" Where's dara?"
" That, over there" Point to Him.
After receiving the change from the cashier, Delon and Kesya walked together towards Dara.
" Are there any books you want to buy?" Ask Dilan.
" Papa" cried Dara and immediately hugged Dilan.
" Want to buy another book?" ask Dilan.
" No "I replied Dara, shaking her head.
" Where else?" Ask Dilan to Dara and Kesya.
" Now Dara wants to go see. Yukk Papa, Aunt Kesya "Take Dara while pulling Dilan and Kesya's hands.
Not long ago the phone sounded. And the name 'Om Nyebelin' on the screen of Kesya's mobile phone.
" Ashloraikum"
Kesya immediately grimaced and kept the phone away from the ear.
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