
Vanya." call the mama. Make Vanya's footsteps stop. "Papa wants to talk to you in his room. Now." Now." Vanya and the mother headed to the papa's room.
Without them knowing Kayla was trailing them from behind. Kayla walked carefully. He didn't want to if they knew. Truly, the ten-year-old boy looked very curious.
"What's pa?" ask Vanya still standing.
The father moved his hand, telling Vanya to sit with him as well as the mother. Submissively, Vanya sat on the chair.
"There's someone asking you. He intends to marry you. A widower who has a daughter saru. His age is above Kayla." said the father bluntly, without a stale base.
Papa Vanya continued his paused words. "Papa has told us all about you, Smith, and Kayla" continued Papa Vanya.
It seemed that Vanya was just silent with a flat expression. There was no look of surprise, rejection, or anger. Make both parents can not guess, what is in the mind of the child.
"He doesn't mind. If your status is a widow. As long as it is not the wife of a man." said the father meaningfully.
Vanya understands where the papa's talking is going. He told Vanya to divorce Smith. "If my mom were you. Mama's gonna let go of a guy like Smith. A useless man like him. It will only trouble you." said the mother poisoned Vanya's mind.
Instead of being angry, Vanya still fell silent expressionlessly. "If you agree to it, you can do what your mom suggests." said the father.
"What about Kayla?" ask Vanya lirih. After a long time, until many years waiting for the arrival of Smith who did not also return to visit him with the princess.
Making Vanya's heart and feelings for Smith start to fade. His trust in him is slowly disappearing.
Without Vanya knowing, all is the work of his parents. Certainly with the influence of power and property they have.
"Why are you thinking about that unlucky child!!" hardik the mother does not like, her daughter thinks of her own biological child. "Look, because of his presence. Everything's so messed up." he added with a red face for holding back anger.
Outside the room, Kayla shed her tears. Crying in silence. His hand gripped tightly at the end of his arm.
But Kayla did not move from where she stood. He still wanted to hear what his mother would say.
Because all this time, Kayla was and survived in this house because of her mother. Even when her grandmother and grandfather did not consider her at all, she just kept quiet.
It is simply inconceivable how a ten-year-old child could bear it all alone.
Because indeed, with all the power that his papa Vanya has. Until Kayla was ten years old, no one knew of all the events. If Vanya is married and has a daughter.
Even all the servants in the house were keeping their mouths shut. They also chose to shut up. They know their lives and their families are at stake.
When Vanya wanted to make a sound, the mother first said. "If you agree to marry her, you take Kayla out of this house. Mama does not want to see, let alone take care of it." said Mama Vanya cynically.
"It's all in your hands. If you're willing, that means you should get a divorce with Smith. You calm down, just. All papa will take care of it." explained the papa.
"And more importantly, Kayla. If papa's advice. You just put him in an orphanage. That way, he will not be a stumbling block for us in the future." continued the papa.
Deggs.... There was pain in the chest, which Kayla was currently feeling. "They want to throw me away. Grandma, grandpa. In my blood, it also flows your blood." Kayla said in her heart.
Immediately Kayla left where she stood. It was as if he could guess what his mother decided. And now, Kayla is sitting on the edge of the bed. Removing her tears.
His hand played a small object studded with gold and jewels that became one. The only valuable thing she received from her mother.
And Kayla will take him and look after him. As memories. If she ever had a real mom.
The ten-year-old boy's tiny hands trembledly put the brooch on his shirt. "Beautiful." muttered Kayla.
Because all this time, he never wears it. Kayla was afraid that the item would break. Kayla changed clothes immediately.
Reflect in front of the mirror. Using a thin powder and combing her beautiful long black hair neatly decomposed.
"Huffd... Kayla, let's get excited." she said with a bitter smile. Because he was sure, if soon the mother would come.
Pick himself up and get him out of here. Forever. And he also does not know, will be put where by the mother.
"If you put a lifetime in the room, Kayla is sincere. I could see my mom's face. But,,,," muttered Kayla wistfully.
"All right." Kayla breathed a long breath. "Whatever your mother wants. Kayla will follow. You can make your mom happy." Kayla smiled sweetly, even though the smile contained a lot of great sadness.
KAYLA : KINARA'S