
Early in the morning Adinda after performing the morning fardhu prayer, go down and into the kitchen area, though there are already servants who are sprightly and so easy to do everything in the luxurious house. However, Adinda asked all the waiters who work in the kitchen to leave the area because she wanted to execute all the dishes this morning just to prove to an Akram, that he is not only able to take care of a small child, but he can also conquer the stomachs of all residents of this house.
“It looks like this morning I want to make omelets filled with carrots and mustard as a friend to eat fried rice special. I will also make a sandwich for Caca, it looks like in the refrigerator there is also lettuce, sausage, cheese slice plus omelet and a little sliced tomato, hopefully Caca likes it!” Adinda decided to make a simple breakfast that is important to taste good and liked by the residents of the house.
Within 45 minutes all the breakfast menu dishes were on the table and Adinda's eyes were staring in amazement at the work of her own hands.
“Alhamdulillah, can finally be finished as well. May the tongue of the occupants of this house be in accordance with my cooking,” hope Adinda monologues herself with her hands still working putting dishes in front of each chair.
The girl hopes that with her presence in this big house not only works as a caretaker, but also able to make the people who live with her feel happy to know her. The girl was very hopeful, if she could be appreciated regardless of her status.
“Sorry, non ... it's non Caca call directly from earlier while crying for mother. We can not silence it because the fitting of the non Dinda clay is not there, directly the hysterical little lady. Mother is missing again he said,” said one of the servants who came with breath panting approaching Adinda in the kitchen.
“Astagfirullah, how can you?” asked Adinda without waiting for the servant's answer, the gatel woman immediately ran up the steps of the stairs to see the state of Caca.
Chequek!
“Bunda!!” Caca who was in his Baby Sitter sling immediately rebelled asking to come down and stretch his hands towards Adinda while crying sobbing sedan.
“Where to go no time Caca wake up, Mommy wants to quietly leave Caca again, yes?” The question just slid from the little lips of the little one in between sobs of his sobbing made Adinda drown the head of the little girl in the recesses of her neck who wore an instant black hijab.
He really didn't think that Caca was so afraid of losing him.
“Down will promise if you will not leave Caca again, cup cup cup yes .. if Caca nangis continue to mean no dear ama mother again dong!” persuade Adinda to try to win the little guy.
“Caca would like Mommy telus telus, Caca ndak want to be left, hoaaa!”
Adinda also felt very confused by the change Akram which looks much wiser even though sometimes his mouth is still very difficult to contact.
“If Caca wants to keep going.. there are conditions yes, Nak.” Adinda began to try to make the little one learn by the name of responsibility.
“Calat? What is calat, Mother? Caca want calat too, bial Bunda ndak pelgi again kayak first!” The cry of the little one just subsided, making Adinda smile thinly.
“The terms are very easy, Caca must promise first to stop crying,” pinta Adinda in a soft voice.
The adorable little girl was indeed able to make anyone see her would be tempted.
“Caca promise, Mommy. We have lahasia hihihi,” parrot the little guy.
“Terms Caca must always be healthy and smiling for mother,” replied Adinda rubbed the head of her employer's child.
“Oocee, who's afraid?” challenge the little boy in style like an arrogant man.
Mrs Ramindra who witnessed the intimacy of two different-aged humans felt very moved. She is like the birth mother of her own granddaughter. So did Akram who could also see the sincerity of Reza's ex-wife on his daughter.
I am sure that this time the feeling is not wrong after feeling anxious when Adinda is just a little hot. Wasn't that a sign that something was going on in his heart?