Not the Cinderella story
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Yes, Irsyad was too cute with his daughter's teacher. Showing a good attitude towards her teacher Nadia, it will only make Miss Maryam increasingly aggressively bring Irsyad closer to Adinda. That's what Irsyad thought. For Irsyad Eva is still the queen of her heart and difficult to replace.
After Irsyad took a bath, Irsyad was asked to eat first and then took over Nadia from Adinda. Taking care of Nadia when sick requires very extra energy.
Adinda still sat with Nadia on her lap who fell asleep in a position like a koala or a monkey child who struggled on her mother. Adinda's back was very sore even though it turned out not more than 30 minutes. Ah, how about he be bestowed with a child now it feels like it's been this difficult. It's learning that's what he thinks.
“Sini!”
Irsyad came suddenly asking for Nadia. Adinda who was petting Nadia's back felt shocked, suddenly Irsyad was in front of her.
There is no hospitality that Irsyad shows, even too selfish. When Adinda held a sore on her back, this ice man instead asked tightly without any thanks. Adinda berdo’a
hopefully in the next days he doesn't meet the bachelor.
“Iya, sir.”
Adinda tried to stand up and intended to give Nadia. After all, my back has asked to be straightened.
I hope it's all going to be easy it's not. Nadia awoke from her sleep and refused to move to her father's arms. Nadia cried loudly and her hands and feet held back from moving away from Adinda.
“It turns out Nadia doesn't want to, A. You're too busy, so Nadia's not too close to you. Naturally if more sticky to Adinda.”
Irsyad rubbed his face. Realized by him indeed during this time there is rarely time with Nadia.
“How do dong, mah?”
“Ya let it go first, maybe his sleep is not good yet. If you're good enough, you won't wake up.”
Irsyad watched Adinda who seemed to love her son so much. The affection is not contrived but looks a sincerity. Irsyad was so anxious with Adinda that she did not look at him.
For Adinda, looking at men who are not mahramnya is not allowed in Islam. Islam is the perfect religion that governs the best interaction between the opposite sex.
“Neng, achy yes.”
“Iya,” replied Adinda with her best smile. “But it's okay, itung-itung exercise later if you have children.”
“Emang is ready for marriage?”
“Not passed, bu.”
“But is it again thesis?”
“Iya anyway, but looking for a husband is not like looking for references for a thesis. Not easy the point, ma'am.”
“The first for Adinda must be seiman. If there are more sides, such as good work, good looking and the others are bonuses, bu.”
“Wih hade. Henteu ribet ciga children ayeuna period. Likes mom.”
Irsyad only listened with an occasional twist of his eyes because he was embarrassed to hear his mother's question to Adinda. His mother asked like that as if to show him that Adinda is a good woman who is suitable for a wife.
“Neng, mom get a pillow first for a neng back wedge that must have been very painful.”
“Iya, bu.”
Miss Maryam went to a room to pick up a cushion that was softer than a hard sofa pillow.
Irsyad and Nadia live in the living room.
“Why is Nadia sticking so much with you? As long as you teach her, what lessons do you teach?”
“Meanings, sir?”
“My question is clear enough and there is no need to repeat.”
“I teach by creating an atmosphere that makes Nadia comfortable. I teach as I should and as I teach to a child at the age of Nadia.”
“Nadia is hard to stick with people. Especially you who just known.”
“Gallack, ih. Different pisan with mamahnya.”
“By the way, you?”
“You're gnarled.”
“If I am fierce what do you want?”
“Sorry, sir. Our talks are very unimportant I hope we have.”
“Buffed woman.”
She heard that, but there was no need for her to answer. Let it be considered arrogant rather than talking together without any intermediary. Because it turns out that soon Miss Maryam returned with a pillow and also drinking water in her hands.
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