Not the Cinderella story

Not the Cinderella story
Adinda


On Saturday afternoon, Adinda came to Miss Maryam's house. The arrival of the Queen on Saturday is not without reason. The schedule from Monday to Friday’at is the usual schedule. This time Adinda came in on Saturday for replacing Friday’at. The previous day Adinda had a fever and promised to replace it on Saturday. Miss Maryam obviously didn't mind even her carefree heart. Saturday afternoon, Irsyad is at home, then Adinda will definitely meet with


his son.


“It's healed, neng?”


“Alhamdulillah already, bu.”


“What pain?”


“Hever fever, mom. Adinda was just exhausted from wanting to quickly finish her script and be able to join the first wave trial. Let's be calm if it's a revision and graduation session.”


“Health tag, neng. Moreover, neng away from parents.”


“Iya, mom. Where's nadia, ma'am?”


Usually Nadia will nod at her grandmother, unless she sleeps.


“Again his father in the back. Let's go back.”


 


Adinda Pov's


Astagfirullah, O Allah. Why does it feel so bad? Why be nervous? But all this time Nadia was ordinary.


I followed Miss Maryam to the back of this house. Behind this house there is a garden that is not spacious but comfortable. In the back garden there is a shady mango tree. Under the mango tree there is a bench made of wood. The atmosphere is comfortable when used to relax the family and also comfortable to use to read books.


I saw A Irsyad wearing cotton shorts with a plain black shirt. A Irsyad is playing on the bench with Nadia on his lap. MasyaAllah cool pisan. More like, let alone see him the same attention of Nadia.


If A Irsyad was the husband immediately samperin love kiss. Astagfirullah my soul has appeared. A Irsyad forget the tea Eva keeps applying to me, A. My heart is getting out of control. The more shameful.


I am a Muslim woman who tries to obey, but I am also the same human being as others have instincts to love the opposite sex. It's just that I chose to get married without going through the courtship process. Like the opposite sex is fitrah then therefore I tried the opponent all this time so as not to fall but with A Irsyad so difficult.


I was getting closer to A Irsyad and he saw me as well as his mama who approached him.


“He's sick, Din. Already healthy?”


Astagfirullah asked A Irsyad. A Irsyad kesambet what up to my health. Last month I met when Nadia was sick she was rich in a clean fridge. The talk is shaken to the heart can make heartache.


“Alhamdulillah is well, sir.”


“Asaykum, buy uyu.”


“Wa’alaikumsalam, beautiful. Salim used to dong same bu guru.”


“Bu uyu, Yes da au biyajay. Yes au ma dad.”


Duh this child does not want to learn and even want to be with his father. Again sick aja nempel really now even want to be with his father. I've come a long way to teach this child does not even want to. Usually I have a thousand ways to melt this beautiful krucil, now there is his father I really can not anything.”


“Din, Today do not learn first.”


“Koq not learning, sir. Sorry sir, I came here to teach.”


“May take a drink and a snack first into.”


Miss Maryam did not defend and went to leave me with A Irsyad. I sat down on the last bench.


“Din, Learn Nadia how?”


“Alhamdulillah is getting better, sir. Nadia easily understood many things. His son is smart.”


“What if you?”


“That is, sir?”


“You taught Nadia to mind?”


“No. I'm happy to be teaching Nadia.”


“He's hard to set.”


“Adults are hard to manage let alone children, sir.”


“I'm overwhelmed with Nadia, Din. I need a partner in educating him.”


“And there's Miss Maryam, sir?”


“That's different, Din. I'm afraid Nadia falls when she grows up later due to lack of attention from both parents.”


“Mean, father?”


“You want to be a replacement for Eva?”


MasyaAllah A Irsyad impaled me suddenly gini under the mango tree noticed the same son. Yes, although Nadia looks to start closing her eyes because of sleepy.


“Means.”


“Married to me Adinda!”