Single Mothers
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Finding a Daddy Bag. 19

By Sept

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Every soul must die, just waiting for its turn, who goes home first. Meichan, who is still unmarried, has to leave due to an illness that kills him slowly. A few months ago, I felt. He often felt a sudden dizziness. Just come and go, May never expected. That it was a sign, that something was wrong on his body.

Because it feels very painful, and the intensity becomes frequent. Then Alung's brother checked himself into the hospital. As soon as the results came out, his world collapsed. Knowing that this was deadly, he kept it all to himself. He does not want his loved ones to suffer because he knows his illness.

Meichan only wanted to do the things he wanted to do as long as he could breathe. He lived as usual, worked, shop, joked, and lectured and scolded Alung. The younger brother he hoped could look after their family as he left.

Mei just wants Alung to take her place, to be the shining sun in their family. Gives warmth and becomes a backrest when he has to go forever.

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The Kusuma Sadewo Hanggara family residence

"Diss!"

Bu Sadewo immediately hugged his daughter who just got out of the car. A foster daughter who is like her own biological child. He went to high school, he gave material and love as sincere as heart.

"Yeah!"

"Cock getting thinner? Does nobody sell food?" canda bu Sadewo while pressing both cheeks Gendis Kusuma Hanggara. Bu Sadewo who pinned the name, he had taken care of Gendis when the child was still reddish. Yes, Gendis is a baby who 21 years ago just put in front of the fence of their family home.

Instead of reporting to the police, once heard a cry that pierced the heart of midnight. Bu Sadewo immediately hugged the baby who was still there. From there, he assumed that Gendis was his daughter. Everyone dared not talk about it. Because bu Sadewo forbid to tell anything. Later, afraid to hurt the child's heart.

"Ma .. who is it?"

The question from Gendis made Bu Sadewo immediately turn his head. He saw Kanina sitting on the terrace, staring at them.

"here ... Mama introduce!" Bu Sadewo then took the arm of Gendis. They stepped together towards Kanina.

"Kanina, this is Auntie's daughter. The other day Auntie's story."

"Graffish! You pregnant?" cetus Gendis to the point.

"Eh ... Let's go in first. Ndis must be tired, must be tired .. come on!" sela bu Sadewo. I don't know why he wanted to distract the princess. It was as if he understood Kanina's feelings. With reflexes, he embraced Gendis' shoulder and led her straight in.

"Who, Ma?" whispered Gendis as they entered the living room.

"The story is long."

"Ih, Mama! Where is Mas Gara? When I come home, don't want to welcome? I also go home once a month. Take care of the project as it continues, Ma?"

"Well .. know for yourself what rich you are."

"Not changed, but there was a slight change. Uh ... Ma's. Mas Gara got a greeting from my lecturer. The owner of the rented house that Ndis lives in."

"Wa'alaikusalam," replied Sadewo briefly.

"Say now Mas Gara rarely ngunjungin Gendis to contract there. Tau no, Ma .. seems like they want to mate his daughter with Mas Gara."

"Yes, if you want to? Mama has bargained, from her daughter father Kades, daughter rice manager next door. Same girl, mr. Camat. Don't want!!! All rejected as subtle as your Mas'm."

"Oh my goodness ... Mr. Kades's son Mbak Tika? Which midwife is it? Are those village flowers, Ma? Less what? Jeezoo! Nyari how else tuh mas Gara."

The two were even busy flirting with Gara who never married. That's how if they meet, they can talk for hours. While Kanina, she was still on the terrace. Bu Sadewo is cool with Gendis, so a little forget about Kanina who has been his conversation partner.

Chittt

Because he came home, after a call from Gendis he was home. The man immediately turned back after from the project. When going down, his eyes stalled on the figure of the girl who sat alone in front of the porch of his house.

The soft gusts of wind, flying the girl's hair. Kanina tidied her wind-swept hair with her wiggly fingers. He was not aware that he was being watched from behind the wheel by a man. The man who was silently looking at her deeply. Seriate.

The kid doesn't want to! Pak Camat's son also does not want, the son of a rice master? Neither would you. What kind of type are you, Gara? Like that .....