The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 86

“Caca …! Don't bother Papa just yet! You see papa again sick, baby,” persuaded Adinda who slightly ran after her foster daughter. Adinda just does not want the little girl to make the head of the arrogant Master increasingly dizzy and the impact could have an impact anywhere, including going to scold him.

Caca did not want to be in Adinda's arms, the little girl just kept struggling to come down to see the state of her Papa. “Papa! Papa! Caca want cama papaa, tulun, Mommy, tulun!” whining the boy asked by stretching out both hands to be carried with Akram.

Akram who was fighting the heat on both temples really did not have the heart to see the Princess whine while starting to shed tears just want to be near her, she said, but if the man sat down and grabbed Caca into his lap, of course everything he did would end up in vain because the person in his room would suspect him.

“Let's go, Dinda! Just let Caca get close to Papanya” said Mrs Ramindra.

The girl finally followed the orders of the great madam. Put Caca down and let the boy try to get on his father's King size bed but the cute girl always falls down and falls back because her legs are still too short. She finally decided to help the little one get on his master's bed and see how anxious a boy was about what happened to his father, when in fact, Akram is just lying for the sake of a word called modus.

“Papa cakit what? Caca will later become a bial bica doctel help Papa not sick anymore,” said the little one sounds so very funny and adorable that it makes Adinda develop a smile when she hears it.

‘It turns out this really feels very hot, just deservedly Mama said that koyo chilli could have made the skin become charred, he said, because even now it feels like my two temples as if they are being burned by fire!’ Akbar regretted in his heart because he did not want to listen to the words of the mother and instead obey his ego is so high to just run the flow of the play that has been done with the assistant.

‘This is all because of Roland's crazy idea, try earlier he did not say that I was dizzy? Surely I don't need to do all this at all, but remember Roland no one told me to stick everything?’ batin Akram again remembered If all this was just his own crazy idea without the assistant's help because at that time Roland only helped him just say that his head was sick so that Adinda could quickly go home with Caca.

“Papa belleating. Oma said, the sweat signal is cehat, Papa's check belalti is already healthy huh?” The boy spoke again because since then the father did not understand everything he said, even Madam Ramindra noticed since the interaction of the son with his grandson who looked so awkward.

The middle-aged woman memorized correctly, how the nature of her son who would not be able to get sick so easily.

“Akram .. How about we go to the hospital now to find out what pain you are really suffering from, son? Look, your sweat comes out as big as corn seeds!”