
Farewell must again occur, Baskoro sir with Bu Ariani back to his own residence with in between Budi as his driver.
"Herman, papa and mama are home! take good care of Kayla, all events just take the silver lining. Anjani is still young if there is a mistake on him , guide him to the mistake can be negotiated with a good way," Mr. Baskoro advised Hermansyah, who was not involved, which is because seriously Hermansyah does not realize where Pak Baskoro's message is headed.
Bu Ariani who knows what Mr. Baskoro means, his smile was on his back while pinching Baskoro's waist.
Bu Ariani's hand from the car, retorted with Kayla's cheer and her playful screams.
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"Anjani, maybe tonight I go home a little night, for dinner later I'll heat up myself, you guys just sleep first." Order herman for Anjani who is doing cooking preparation for dinner.
The eyes of the two people of different types were staring at each other and momentarily silent without a sound, "well sir! Be careful on the road." Anjani answered avoiding awkwardness.
A few days working as a nanny Kayla felt comfortable Anjani, but her heart seemed to be dislodged at any time if Herman greeted her or talked to her.
While Herman himself, deep down, was happy when he witnessed how close the closeness between Kayla and Anjani even though only limited to caregivers, but made him out of worry.
Their laughter blurs the atmosphere in the originally quiet house is now increasingly colored by the adorable screams of Kayla and the screams of Anjani who purred to fury while playing in the house just like that by Kayla to hide.
The divorce trial involved a lawyer who was a little too difficult because, regarding child custody, and Nadira also demanded Gono gini's property during her legal wife.
"He did, and he didn't deserve custody of Kayla!" Herman told lawyers as they interacted over the phone.
Herman gave everything to the lawyer because he did not want to, communicate or deal with Nadira again.
The city crowd on weekends, must take a little patience to drive a car that Herman drove to his residence.
Tired up! That's all Herman felt, all the places he passed and full of memories when he was still with Nadira, a little to make him feel as strong as Herman brushed off the taste.
The large and manicured house looks quiet, the lights have begun to dim only two security guards who are still chatting while listening to music via FM radio with a rhythm that they like.
The gate opened slowly, "Tumben came home a little night den Herman! Weekend always jammed must be patient if you go home at night, den." Mr. Bahri, a security guard who has long worked at the place where Mr. Baskoro greeted with courtesy to Hermansyah as a pretext to open familiarity.
"A lot of work sir, he.he... I go in first sir," replied Herman by extending his car keys to Mr. Bahri, and passed through the door of the house.
The first thing Herman got into was Kayla's room.
Herman's eyes stared at two people of different ages who fell asleep hugging, as if they did not want to let go of each other.
Herman's heart stares at them, and Herman's eyes reflect involuntarily on Anjani's wacky body with his slightly exposed cleavage and a poking mound, his eyes closed with his beautiful lips, adding to the innocence of the young girl, Herman's blood immediately rippled giving a strange feeling slowly Herman covered the blanket on the bodies of the two of them and passed out of the room that slightly gave him torture.
Herman hurriedly dodged the taste, and walked towards his own room while unbuttoning his suddenly congested and hot shirt.
Longing as an adult man radiates to his wishes, "ah.... This taste turns out to be very torturous." Herman complained as he passed towards the bathroom and refreshed his body.
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The fragrance of Anjani's cooking made the worm squirm in Herman's stomach, as it went down the stairs to the bottom floor.
"Sir, this morning bi Ijah permission to go home because of his son's accident, was willing to pay the same farewell master but the master is still sleeping." Obviously Anjani while brewing coffee order Herman.
"Accident?"
"Yes sir, maybe later bi Ijah will definitely call and tell the father." Anjani answers Herman's question.
Anjani prepares breakfast and Kayla is busy playing dolls while alone talking, moving her body exactly like a mother who does activities to her child.
A few minutes later when breakfast was ready, Anjani placed kayla on high chair and took food for her, and did not forget to pour her favorite fried rice.
The two of them between the son and the father sat face to face eating together.
Then Anjani walks out to continue her morning duties first before breakfast for herself.
"Papa... Why is Mom not sitting next to us? Papa's naughty?" Suddenly Kayla chirped to stop the activity of Herman who was enjoying Anjani cuisine that fit on his tongue.
"Darling... That's Anjani's sister not Mama" whispered Herman who got a glaring eye response from Kayla.
"Mamaaa... Kayla wants mama," Kayla's soft voice rang out in Herman's ears.
"Okay, okay we call Mama" replied Herman as he walked to find Anjani.
"Dani, let's have breakfast together this is Kayla's request," Herman asked as he slightly scratched his non-itchy head.
Anjani nods then walks ahead of Herman, there may be something forgotten, Anjani suddenly reflexes reverses her body, and....
"Auhh, Jani," Herman's hand grabbed Anjani's body and hugged the waist that was almost plunged.
The smell of Herman's body slurped through Anjani's nostrils, a momentary hug without the element of intent made Anjani's heart turn abnormal.
"Sorry, I want to wash my hands first." Anjani's face turned red in embarrassment.
Anjani also never suspected that Herman's heart pound, turned abnormal and back scratching his neck and then walked to the dining table accompanied and waited for Anjani to eat together.
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