
" I'm sorry Mom, non Aya was lost, when I stayed for a while to buy a drink, I searched here and there but did not meet Mom, ma'am, 1 hour later there was El who nganterin non Aya Bu, sorry I am Mom, I was wrong and have been lost." said Nisa with regret.
" It's okay mbak, the important thing is that Aya has met." Oma answered to ease Nisa's fear.
" Why did Aya get lost, baby, where did Aya come from?." Tanya Oma continued to interrogate Aya.
" I'm sorry Oma, I just kicked a balloon, ehh was really lost and forgot the way to mbak Nisa, Aya also had mutel mutel but not Nemu mbak Nisa, telus Aya nangis Oma, if you are tired and do not meet the same mbak Nisa, do not even mbak nisa ya Oma? It's Aya." Say Aya with her slurred speech.
" Yes Oma sorryin, but tomorrow do not repeat again yes, pity mbak Nisa nyari nyari nyari you son." Oma replied by gently stroking Aya's hair that was not covered in hijab.
Deyanish Cahaya Karie: a great girl, her soul is clean and radiates a familiar ray of kindness called Aya, she is the son of Kalandra Zafran Keiry. He was in his mother's residence while still in the womb due to an accident, his Daddy who was a TNI AD and was obliged to devote himself to the country, which is currently serving outside the Province, D. A, so Aya had to live with oma and her opa to two of Zafran's parents, although rarely met his Daddy, Zafran Daddy Aya was never absent to contact his beautiful daughter.
Let Daddy know the progress of his little daughter every day. Aya is currently 3.5 years old, she is already in the best Islamic Paud school in the city where Aya lives, she is cared for by Oma and her opa in the help of baby sisters is mbak can, mbak nisa has been working to nurture Aya since Aya was a child, because the family of Mr. Ray always appreciated the workers who work at home to make them feel at home to devote to his master.
" Now Oma's granddaughter is clean first yes, this is already the smell of acem." Said Oma jokingly teasing her beautiful granddaughter by kissing her armpits and then closing her nose.
" Aya doesn't smell Oma, Aya does halum." Aya answered by singing her lips because she said it stinks.
" Open up." Aya replied with a mimic sign of respect that Daddy always taught her on the phone.
" Yes already drunk Nisa take Aya to the room yes and please bathe with warm water only and change her clothes." Oma.
" Good Mom." Answer Nisa.
" Dear, let's go to the room." Take Nisa to Aya.
Aya also came down from the chair next to her Oma, she walked by in a gang mbak Nisa towards her room upstairs while humming the sholawat that had been taught in her school.
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