TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
ONE MORE DRAMA
My dear Papa
Hi, Pa.
When you read this letter, it means that I am not in the world forever.
Sad, disappointed for sure. But, I'm sure I can dance with you one last time.
Pa, I know you worked so hard for my eligibility. Gave me a glimmer of luxury, so that I could walk upright, like the princess, as Papa wished.
"You have to be princess."
I am Princess Papa. I'm beautiful, Pa, just like the woman you love Mama.
Pa ...
You were my first love man. The man who always understood me, my lord.
I love you more than you know it.
Once more time
I love you and I'm sorry.
love
Selena Wijaya's.
"I love you too my princess. I love you .. hiks .. hiks!" Wijaya cries reading love letter from her daughter.
The couple stared at the ground in front of him. The priest just left him. There is a gravestone reading Rest In Peace My Lovely Princess Selena Wijaya.
"Geek!" suddenly Brigitta was nauseous.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Wijaya to worry.
"I'm okay, baby. Just a little dizzy and nauseous. It might catch a cold," Brigitta replied with a slightly pale face.
"Okay, we're back at the hospital. From yesterday you pay less attention to your health," Wijaya asked with attention.
Brigitta nodded. Once again he stared at the ground where Selena was buried. Vijaya stroked the wife's shoulder. He also feels lost.
"Darling, did you let Virgou know that our daughter is dead?" brigitta asked as their steps slowly left the tomb.
"I sent him a message. Selena's number yesterday seemed to be blocked by Virgou. So I sent it via my mobile number," Wijaya replied at length.
Again Brigitta is nauseous. His body was a little dazed, almost fell if only the husband was not alert. The face of this fifty-five-year-old woman grew even paler. Wijaya immediately carried his wife into his Maserati car. The man took Brigitta to the hospital. Who would have thought when examining the health of his wife he got very happy news.
"We will look after him and will not repeat the same mistakes, dear," he promised.
Brigitta was just grateful. She will soon be given another child, if she can keep her pregnancy this time.
In another continent. At an international airport. A couple was waiting for a delayed plane, due to weather factors that suddenly worsened. The man ordered a cottage at the airport. Three hours delay made his wife tired of waiting. The airport or the plane have not yet confirmed when they will leave.
Virgou reached into his pocket and checked his phone. A message came in with a foreign number. He opened it immediately.
(Selena passed away last night)
This man with a million charms only let out a long sigh. He was quite surprised, after the last phone call a few days ago said that the woman was sick. But he rubbed it. Virgou instantly blocked Selena's number.
The man had no intention of replying to the short message. He only says in his heart if he grieves. He immediately deleted the phone number. Virgou no longer wants to wallow in the past.
"Mas" call Puspita.
The woman seemed to notice her husband pensively for quite a while while holding his phone. Virgou.
Virgou. He smiled and kissed his wife's lips. The kiss was long ago changed to *******. The longer it gets more demanding. Just now Virgou raised his hand to squeeze his favorite chewy thing. Suddenly an announcement sounded.
Ting ...
"For passengers on country A flights, get to your plane immediately because it will soon take off."
The kiss stopped. Puspita fixed her clothes that were almost messy due to her husband's actions. They immediately rushed out of the room and towards the plane that was about to take them. Virgou accidentally didn't use Bram's private jet. He wanted to enjoy the journey for the next sixteen hours with his wife. Enjoy a one-time transit in a beautiful city for four hours. While waiting to take off again, they will take a short walk to enjoy the atmosphere of winter and sunset among the multi-storey buildings.
Is somewhere else..Looks like a plump baby figure is doing the action this time. He worked with his sister. The object of this time is the workers at home.
"Deno Man ... Yes penen dadhi pelias. Man Deno dadhi modelna ya," Lidya pinta with her face and puppy eyes.
Who will refuse. That's not all. Rion has put on a fierce face.
"Man Peno .. balus mau bi pandanin Ata' Yes, palo pedat. Alum!" threaten her.
"Sama Bik Romlah yes. Bik Romlah women. If Mamang is a male, the male period is groomed, Non," Deno said trying to give advice.
"Oh yes. Tan no Bit Lomlah Shama Bit Ani. Baby, please pandilin Bit Lomlah," Lidya's pint at Rion.
"Tea!"
Deno stroking chest. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Selamet .. selamet."
"Bit Pomlah!" call Rion.
Romlah knew very well what would happen, if he answered the call. The woman pretended to be asleep. So did Ani and Gina, Deno's wife.
Honey, they pretend to sleep not in their beds but rather, at the table, there is a rendering in the refrigerator and some even stand while holding a broom.
Seeing the strangeness made Rion instantly speechless. He thought, why do these people sleep standing up.
The eyes of the housekeepers peeked next to. Watch the action of their baby master. What an expression Rion almost made the three laugh. Rion, who dislikes being lied to, suddenly prays.
"Waa Allah .. mamapin, Bit Bomlah, Bit Amin bama Bit Dima .. pemuana bolon ma Ion .. pemuana belbosa waa Allah, aamiin."
And the three housekeepers woke up. They immediately responded to Rion's call.
Baby, that chubby baby is disappointed. He complained to his sister.
"Ata' ribbon emba utah mawin am Bit Tomlah, Bit Amin, Bit Pina wagih!'
"Baby Stylist?" Lidya looked at the three housekeepers sadly.
He felt guilty about his little lady.
"Meweta bolon, puwa-tuwa pidul beldili!" fight Rion again.
"Pialin adha Ata' beuntal Mama puwang, ribbon milanin Mama," he proposed again.
Lidya sad. He stared at the make-up tool his Daddy had just gifted.
"Non, sorry Auntie yes, Aunt would like to be a model Non," Romlah said begging.
Lidya looked at Rion. The plump baby blinked his eyes. Their sad act succeeded. Now the three household assistants became Lidya-style bridal makeup models.
seriated.
what cake yaa. Lidya processed results
next.