The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 31. Papa Cool

One week later the condition of Adinda's body was very good even the cast in her leg was removed because indeed the woman's leg was not broken at all just a little fractured until the doctor also promised will always check the condition of Adinda's body in the house of Mr. Akram Julian Ramindra in accordance with the request of the dark-eyed man with the flat face.

That girl was really like being in a confessional cage that couldn't do anything, even the work that he wrote on one of the blue platforms was forced to stop temporarily and it really made him feel guilty to his loyal readers.How can he apologize to his Leader while the phone was even he has not owned it since the accident.

“Sorry, Miss Adinda .. I was ordered by Mr. Akram to pick you up because he was unable to leave an important meeting at this time,” explained Arnold by bending his head like he was talking to his boss.

Adinda could only respond with a slight grimacing smile. Forced to draw a lip line even though he did not want to be in the situation as it is today.

“Bundaa, Caca came to pick up mom, oma said mommy came home this time. Will Mommy be sleeping on cam Caca?” asked the little girl with her innocent eyes.

Although actually the babble of the little girl it feels to make Adinda's head more dizzy because the actions of the arrogant master who deliberately made her enter a condition that makes it more difficult. He also could not as he pleased answer the words of the little one because it could make the adorable little child rampage and grieve. Plus Adinda was really unable to resist the sparkling radiance of two clear eyeballs belonging to Caca.

Huft!

Before replying, the girl had a glance at the lady of ramindra, as if asking for help on What was the right answer to say to the little girl. The old madam only gave the code with a nod of the head with the meaning of course Adinda had to pretend as the Mother of Caca.

“Of course baby, later we can sleep together!” adinda replied without ever thinking about what the idea of the little boy was next.

“Belalti later we bica tidul beltiga and mother fine read celita bial me and papa bica tidul,” connect the little girl without ever being expected.

‘Hah? It is true that we are one bed three, indeed I am his wife Mr Akram?” The sister bit her lower lip turned to the big madam who was giggling amusedly looking at the panicked face of the girl called Mother by her granddaughter.

My sister is getting frustrated. What's he supposed to do?

“How are you today, Son? Are you ready to go home, right?” mrs Ramindra asked with such a friendly smile.

“Alhamdulillah has been much better than yesterday-yesterday, Madam,” replied Adinda with a feeling of condolence because indeed the woman who was always called the great mistress was very inappropriate to call her mama.

Madam Ramindra immediately frowned hearing the name for her that just slid from Adinda's lips.

‘Absolutely her Mama-in-law? It's a shame that someone else would know that I should call Mama to someone who has absolutely nothing to do with me except for this sweet little girl,’ he continued in the heart.

‘Astagfirullah no son no mother equally forced!’ adinda groaned in the heart but did not dare to express it at all to hear the words of protest from within her soul.

“Sorry nyo – uh Mama, isn't it actually very inappropriate because it's the same way I'm lying to a small child.” Indeed Adinda never want to do all the theatrics as now because she thinks there are more lies under the pretext of kindness, the more the next sin will be done to cover up all the lies before.

A nurse came to bring a wheelchair into the room that was immediately taken over by Arnold. “Come, Miss ... It's time we go home!”

Adinda gave an interrupt by raising her palm, feeling confused by the invitation of a man named Arnold with the word ‘home to home’ do-don't he really be forced to live at home with a man named Akram Julian Ramindra?

However, not even the girl had time to say what she wanted to say, suddenly from the front of a tall man with a height of 187 cm walking upright led to all of them with a flat gaze that was able to make everyone depressed.

“Loh Mr Akram .. instead of you saying you were attending a very important meeting?”

“You go replace me because the affairs of Adinda's return home is much more important than anything!” Without asking Akram immediately took over the wheelchair and led him towards the gurney where Adinda was sitting.

Seeing the movement as if he could read it, Adinda quickly stepped towards the wheelchair that Akram brought but unfortunately the man was indeed really lacking work, grabbing the body of the girl who immediately shouted because suddenly Akram held her quickly and put Adinda on a wheelchair.

“Waaaw, Papa keleeen!” exclaimed his daughter who made Akram puff up dadda got praise from the child.

“Keren what? Where is anyone taking a wife from another man called cool?” the great-grandson of Adinda who could only be heard the same Akram, made the man clench both hands beside his body.

Akram bowed slightly and aligned his face near Adinda's cheeks, “you will definitely see how cool an Akram is on the bed!” his reply deliberately blew Adinda's face until it felt fresh and warm air swept across the girl's face.

"Basic brash!"