Find Me Daddy
Marsha Aruna Leandra's

Zeva has calmed down a little, although sometimes she cries. Bu Sri who saw it became unbearable, he also took Zeva to his city. Perhaps by finding a new place, Zeva's condition improved again.

Lucky, Zeva wants to. She doesn't want to be left alone, Zeva doesn't want to feel alone anymore.

Previously, Zeva packed her things into her suitcase. Items such as clothes or jewelry. Once ready, Zeva intends to move out of the room. However, her net captured her wedding photo with her husband on the nightstand.

Zeva just smiled bitterly, the house will be sold. His other things, he will ask people to take care of him.

Zeva began to step out of the room, without her realizing there was a map located next to her wedding photo. Map of divorce papers that have been signed by Aaron, Zeva forget about it.

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“It's aunt's house Non, not big anyway.” Said Bi Sri holding Zeva's hand.

Bi Sri's house is very simple, but cool. Zeva likes the air in the city, not yet entered it seems like she will feel at home living here.

“POW!!”

Bi Sri turned her body around, she smiled widely when she saw a teenager running up to her.

“Ayla kangen sama ibuk!” Excited the teenager who was none other than Ayla, the son of Sri's mother.

“It is also busy kangen deck Ay,” said Bu Sri.

They let go of their embrace, both of them throwing smiles at each other until they ignored Zeva who was staring at them both.

“Oh yes non, this is aunt's child. His name is Ayla,” Sri said enthusiastically.

Ayla, 13 year old. He was the only son of Bi Sri. During Bi Sri's work at Zeva's house, Ayla was placed in her brother's house. Sometimes the child goes home when the mother comes home.

“Ayla kak.” Sapa Ayla with a sweet smile.

“Zeva,” Zeva said briefly.

“Already, let's non in. Ayla help non Zeva drag the suitcase well,” said Bu Sri.

“Eh, no need. Zeva can kok bi.” Sahut Zeva fast.

“you're pregnant again, don't carry it heavy-weight.” Omel Bi Sri's.

“Wah! Sister Zeva is pregnant?! Got an extra friend play my dong!” Ayla Enthusiastic.

“This you!” Tegur Bu Sri for the behavior of his daughter.

Zeva simply responded with a faint smile. According to her, Ayla is a beautiful and sweet girl. His humorous attitude made Zeva feel comfortable with him.

Zeva entered the nursery of Bu Sri, because the house had only two rooms. So Zeva is placed in Ayla's room, while Ayla sleeps with her mother.

"Don't my father Bi sleep here?" Tanya Zeva felt bad.

"Father boy, consider it your own home. Indeed Ayla if aunt comes home more often sleep with aunt. He said it was better to sleep with his friend" said Bi Sri to appease Zeva who felt bad.

"Udah, you rest. Aunty's suitcase put it here well, auntie lives first." Pamit Bi Sri's.

After Bi Sri's departure, Zeva looked around the room. He walked slowly near the window of the room, he saw directly the courtyard of Sri's house that looked beautiful with lush grass.

Zeva's right hand was raised, she placed her hand on her still flat stomach. Her tears fell again, remembering that there was another life inside of her.

"Do you need to know that I'm pregnant with our child?" Zeva Murmured.

However, negative thoughts rule him. She quickly wiped away her tears as she recalled her husband's accusation.

"No, Mas Aaron would have thought if the baby I was carrying was Rio's child. No, I don't want to see Rio anymore, because he has my household ruined." Lirih Zeva's.

Zeva hugged her stomach with tears soaking her white cheeks.

"You're just the same mother, son, you just need to know who your father will be without seeing him. Don't let us destroy her happiness well baby, mother ... Hicks ... Mother loves you."

It turned out that Bi Sri listened to Zeva's words, she stood behind the curtains of the room door while going down to feel what Zeva felt.

"Auntie can only help you get here, your husband is very difficult to contact. May you be strong in all your troubles." Lirih Bi Sri's.

4 Tahun then.

Ayla came out of the house with a flushed face holding back the annoyance, her eyes sharpening looking for a small figure that irritated her in the morning.

Bi Sri who was sunning in the yard turned her head, she looked at her daughter who was still in sleeping pajamas with her hair that was also still disheveled.

"What the hell is Ay, embarrassed later seen by the neighbors. Look, your drool is still there," said Bi Sri again drying clothes.

Ayla was still staring around her, until she found two pulled hairs appearing on the bushes.

"There you seem to be. You little clown." Ayla muttered as she rolled up her pajamas arms.

Ayla approached the bushes, she extended her hand and grabbed one of them.

"BECAUSE OF YOU!!"

"YESY!!! MOTHERFUCK!!!"

Ayla pulled the hair up, and a girl who looked very cute appeared. Clean white skin, puffed up aunt, brown eyes and plump eyelashes and slightly red hair. The child grimaced in pain as Ayla pulled her shaved hair.

"Aylla! why did you pull Marsha's hair! Off! he's in pain!!" Panic Bi Series.

Ayla took off her pull, she stared irritatedly at Marsha who was rubbing her head. Though the pull of Ayla is not tight, just a slow pull. Indeed, basically the boy in front of him is smart to play drama.

"What the hell is Ay? sister is looking for a file" said Zeva. The woman looked beautiful in her office clothes, even though she worked only as an ordinary employee. Zeva still enjoys her job at this time, although the salary is not as big as in the city before.

"Mother!!!"

The cute boy ran up to Zeva to make his two-tailed hair sway to and fro.

"Mother look! Kuncilna cuckoo! it's the gala-wala brother Delek! Get my lacana man's times." Adu Marsha while looking at Ayla cynically.

Marsha Aruna Leandra, daughter of Zevanya and Aaron. Now the baby who was still in the womb, has grown into a beautiful and funny little girl figure.

"Marsha, what have you done again?" Zeva asked while shaking her waist to see her daughter.

Nyali Marsha immediately shrieked, she glanced at Bi Sri who immediately waved her hand a sign of unwilling to interfere.

"Sister, your daughter is doodling the wall with my lipstick!" Ayla Whine.

How not to get upset? when he woke up, he saw the walls of his room filled with red streaks. In addition, the red color turned out to come from all her lipstick collection. Somehow his nephew got his things, even though his dresser was quite high for Marsha.

Zeva sighed softly, she looked back at her daughter who was instead playing her hand.

"Marsha why is she playing lipstick Kak Ayla?" Ask Zeva patiently.

"Fooling." Marsha's great-grandson.

Zeva sighed again, her daughter is almost 4 years old. He is in a phase with new things and always wants to try it. This is what it becomes, any item that he thinks will attract him to try.

"Sorry to Ayla, come on." Persuade Zeva.

Marsha nodded, she faced Ayla who was glaring at her.

"Sister, Malca asked to take care of ya." Citi Marsha clasped her hands behind her body.

Yala who saw Marsha's guilty face become withered, she nodded with a smile.

"This time I'm sorry, don't repeat. It's an expensive deck item," Ayla said grimacing softly given the price.

"If this one, start it?" Marsha showed the item behind her shirt, as Zeva and Ayla glared at it.

"YOHRAN!!! THAT'S MAHAAAAALL POWDER!!!"

When the two will take the famous brand powder, soon marsha ran into the house.

"GRANNY!! THERE'S MONSTEELL!!"

Zeva and Ayla can only handle d4danya patiently, according to Marsha super active child. They have to put in a lot of patience

"You took a shower, brother left first. You're on holiday today, right? tipped Marsha yeah,"

Ayla nodded, staring at Zeva's departure. Then, he entered the house intending to take a shower. Mumpung currently Marsha is with Bi Sri in the garden behind the house, rush ayla to complete her activities.

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Sorry really malem, actually already in the draft but the author is less sreg same groove so the brain again find the right groove. And therein groove part ini😂