
“Akram hate infidelity!”
“But she is not your wife!!” firmly, the mother hit the thoughts that often entrenched in her head.
Hearing people fighting right in front of the door of the room he occupied, made Adinda finally decided to come out but her eyes saw the peaceful face of the little one who had cried was already closing her eyes soundly.
“It's funny you, son. We have no ties but why do I feel affectionate with you,” monologue Adinda peeked short Caca's little forehead.
She moved up and went out of the room to see what was going on between Mrs Ramindra and her son, of course the girl did not intend to interfere in their family affairs but the loud noise of the two could have awoken Caca who had just closed her eyes.
Chequek!
“Eh, there is a Mistress,” a pleasant thought, whereas Adinda knew that the middle-aged woman had just scolded her son.
“Sorry yes, Adinda .. mama interrupts your rest but mama does not want this widowed mama's son to peek at you,” said Mrs Ramindra who immediately got her son's eye shot.
“Ma! I did not peek at it, Ma,” bela Akram do not accept, “Mama do not accuse this dong! If you don't believe it, Mama can ask Adinda directly if Caca who whines asked for her mother,” he continued.
It could be that the woman who had given birth to him gave false accusations right in front of his own eyes. Isn't that the same as her name falling on her good name in front of her?
“Helleh, it could be your own plan that makes Caca as a goat congek for the collision, even though you yourself want to meet Adinda,” reply Mrs Ramindara do not want to lose.
The sister who saw the two faces of a pair of mothers and children alternately, can only exhale resignedly, because it turns out both of them have a very stubborn nature aka no one wants to give up.
“Wahh, who is really you, Dinda?” Mrs Ranindra pushed the door of the room behind Adinda and saw the granddaughter who was already sleeping so peacefully on the bed.
The middle-aged woman did not believe that Caca who would usually be fussy asking mother before going to bed, it turned out to immediately feel very happy after meeting the wife of someone called her by the name of mother.
“My grandson, usually very difficult to sleep with. He will give many reasons for many reasons but look now! Caca seems to be feeling very happy,” said mrs Ramindra stroking gently the back of her sleeping grandson tilted in the other direction.
“Akram, why are you dumb? Buruan moved his daughter to his room!” tell the madam to her son.
Akram nodded slowly but Adinda quickly raised her hand, “Just let Caca sleep with me tonight. Kasian because it was crying and like your grandson is tired,” Pinta Adinda.
The girl had no intention, just felt sorry for the little one who was too eager for the presence of a woman to call her mother.
“You sure you want to sleep with my grandson?” Mrs Ramindra looked at Adinda deeply, hesitating that later in the middle of the night her grandson would come back fussy and make the woman who was a guest in his house, disturbed.
“In syaa Allah sure, Mistress,” sahut Adinda sincere.
“Ya already, then let your dinner be delivered to the waiter just here,” said the owner of the house told me.
“Come, Akram don't bother them!” tell the madam who cannot be denied.
‘Mama interfered with her young daughter's efforts! Don't know what, if the otong has been fasting for a long time?’ grumbling Akram in the heart.