My Sunshine

My Sunshine
NANDITA AND RAKA'S PLAN


A handful of questions haunt Raka. How not? His suspicions of Dion came true. The belief that the man he always called om was true. He kept the secret he suspected.


This boy is pensive. Trying hard to think about what really happened. Really, Dion is very good at playing with his emotions. At first he thought that Dion betrayed his father. And now, this handsome boy was increasingly convinced that Dion was deliberately doing this, so that Raka was alert to the situation. But I don't know, the King has to find out the truth first. Before he decides something not to be wrong.


Raka flinched from the daydream, as Nandita went inside the room and nudged her arm.


"Raka! How daydreaming?" asked Nandita softly.


Raka looked at the mother. Then without a word he pulled her hand and asked her to sit next to him. Raka did not want to dizzy himself and guess what happened. That's why he invited the person to discuss something important. Honestly Raka was afraid of being wrong in her analysis this time.


"Mother sit down first, Raka wants to tell you something!" bring Raka.


"Series something? What story is that?" ask Nandita. This woman's expression was the same as the son's. Curious and asked a few questions.


"Mother is still missing, right? With what Raka told you about Dion?" ask Raka.


"Yes, of course. Mother is still snot, it was only a few hours ago. Why emang? Is Raka still suspecting him?" nandita asked, curious.


"Not still, Bun. But makin. Try reading this!" pinta Raka, then this boy handed his phone to his mother.


Nandita glares at Raka at a glance, then starts reading the text message Dion sent for the son.


A few moments later. After she finished reading the writings, Nandita immediately opened her voice.


"You're right, Deck. Most likely Dion's hiding something from your father. But according to Mother, Dion did not want to betray your father but instead wanted to save him. Considering the man who's now eyeing your life is a very bad man. One more thing, Dion most likely know and know who your grandfather is," said Nandita sure.


"Mother, Raka feels that way too." Raka was silent for a moment. Seemed to think and return to express what he thought to his mother. "Can Dion work with Grandpa to protect you, Bun?"


Nandita looked at the son, no doubt his mind justifies what his son said. "It could be, Deck. But why didn't your grandfather want to see your father. Could it be that they were both afraid of meeting?" Nandita also began to follow Assumption.


"It could be, Bun." Raka stared back at the mother. Then they guessed each other.


"Bun!" it seems Raka has an idea.


"Helmm!" answer Nandita.


"Where if Raka asks Dion to ngater Raka to grandpa's place. Maybe grandpa's gonna open up with Raka!" got Raka on the mother.


"May you too, Dek. But honestly, Mother is in doubt. Could it be that your grandfather would accept you?" Now even Nandita who lacks confidence.


"We don't have a choice, Bun. We need to unlock this secret. Otherwise, you will always be in confusion. You will always be in fear. Mother knows that father rarely sleeps. What pain is that, Bun?" Raka scratched her un-itchy head. Like I'm remembering something.


"Yes that, Bun. Mother knows, right? a sometimes dad is nervous. I think I'm thinking about his parents, Bun," added the handsome boy. Nandita's return justifies Raka's suspicions. Because it does not rule out the possibility that the problem is what really surprised Zidan so far.


"Mother knows it. It's just a very sensitive matter, Dek. Your father and your grandfather had a bad relationship. Mother is just afraid, she does not accept you" said Nandita. Then he was silent for a moment. Think about what they should do.


"Do you need to ask for an explanation first to Dion, about this masala?" ask Nndita to the son.


"It's probably necessary, Bun. According to Raka if Mother asked, surely Dion would want to explain, Bun. If Ama Raka is only on doang computers, Bun. Raka was told to think for herself," replied this handsome boy.


"Yes, try later Mother asked," replied Nandita. Then the mother and son smiled. Despite the fact that they were made disheartened by Dion's statement and what they suspected.


"Here, Bun's the cell phone. Raka stay first!" pinta this handsome boy.


"However the phone is given to Mother. Our mother has her own!" nandita.


"And Mother later who wants to ask the same about Dion. His duty is to take care of my father, not to go anywhere. Is there a Dion number on your phone?" ask Raka.


"Oiya yes, fine." Nandita smiles. Even with the handsome boy who owns the dimples. So handsome when smiling. Same with my father.


"Yes, take care of your father. Don't forget to ask for food. From the front of the laptop. Eating is also difficult. What the hell does that guy want?" nandita grumbled a little annoyed. While Raka just laughed, it turns out that the mother of mass also behaved silly. The temples are unclear.


"Eeh, even laughing told to take care of his father," said Nandita.


"Yes, Mother. This is Raka going. Raka promised he would always be there next to me. Later Raka Rayu tell me to eat, okay?" reply Raka with a sweet smile, with a hint of a joke that cools the heart of the mother.


"okay, sana. Let Mommy make words to chat with your Om. Oh, my God, I hope you can!" nandita said again. He again made a silly impression like that. Raka just chuckled.


"Here, Raka shut up ah. I knew it was hard for her mother to talk to men. This is even being designed!" Nandita looked upset.


"Sorry, Bun sorry. End of Mother funny. All right, Raka's gone. Where are you, Bun?" reply Raka, so that this ayu woman who gave birth to her does not continue her anger.


"There's in the workspace, don't know what else!" nandita replied a little annoyed.


"Of, Mother. It's just angry. All right, Raka go," replied this handsome boy. Not much said Raka immediately moved and stepped away from the mother.


Now Nandita remained, silent but trying to compose a word for him to convey to Dion. So as not to you and get answers according to what he wants.


Seriate...