A Love Letter from My Wife
It's a cute natasya

After successfully getting his son, Satria immediately brought the 4-year-old toddler into the car. He no longer cared about the clothes or other items the child left behind in Santika's house, which he cared about at that time was the state of his only daughter.

In the car, Satria sat Natasha in the next seat, then put a seatbelt on the child's tiny body.

"Where are we going?"

"you're going with me son, you're going to stay with me." said sad and haru

"dad won't go again, will he?'

"don't love daddy promise"

"i don't want to be the same Mama, the bad mama,"

"yes, I'm not going to give you back to your mom."

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Along the way Satria kept stealing glances towards her daughter who was sitting in a henchman with a small Barbie doll in her hand. The daughter now looks thinner, her eyes look sunken inward, her arms look as unfilled as they used to be when she was living with him.

Without feeling, a speck of warm liquid seeps from the net. His heart is about seeing the state of his daughter, even Satria had time to blame herself for not being able to take care of her child.

“I'm sorry Daddy Son, because your Dad became like this. If only Dad could work hard again maybe you are not all this,” shrewd Satria, his left hand stroked the head of Natasya. Natasya who is still a toddler does not understand the situation at all, she is still a henchman with a toy that she brought from her mother's house.

Seconds passed, minutes went along, it did not feel finally Satria and Natasha reached the residence of her superior, a friendly boss, kind, generous and so concerned about her. If you do not meet the Lord, maybe at this time Satria has not been able to take the only princess of his puppet, out of nowhere Satria will get money of 100 million.

Satria opened the main door slowly fearing that the Lord who might be resting was disturbed because of his arrival.

Satria intends to take Natasha directly to her room which is in the back, but when she arrives at the kitchen Mr. Dewa who turns out to be having dinner with Zaskia calls her.

“Satria. Here,” said Mr. Dewa.

Satria who was still carrying her child also walked slowly closer to the seat of the Lord.

“Sit down, we eat together, feed your son.”

“But Sir!“

“Come quickly sit down, pity your son.”

Actually, he wanted to refuse, but he did not feel good to the Lord who was always good to him. However, on the other hand Satria also felt disinclined because of dinner this time there was Zaskia beside her master. Satria is afraid that Zaskia's appetite will disappear when she and her son eat with them at the dinner table. Moreover, it is rare for Zaskia to eat with her father, it must be because she was not there so Zaskia would accompany her father.

“No need sir, later me and my daughter eat inside only.” Satria who had not yet dropped the weight on the chair tried to reject his master's invitation gently hoping that his master understood.

“This you, still hankering! Come feed your son he must be hungry.”

Satria turned his gaze towards Zaskia, apparently at that time Zaskia was also looking at him so that their views were colliding for a few seconds.

“Sit down,” said Zaskia who has now re-directed her gaze towards food. Zaskia knew why her father's assistant refused when she was invited to dinner it must have been because the man with the nose pointed at her.

Mr. Dewa was stupefied, he did not expect his daughter would invite Satria to dinner together because usually his daughter was always sniffy to his personal assistant. Likewise with Satria who was wide-eyed did not believe by the behavior of his master's son.

Having obtained permission from Zaskia, Satria sat Natasha in the chair that was right next to Zaskia, while she sat to the left of the Lord.

With embarrassment that still gnawed at the squeeze, Satria scooped rice into the plate following vegetable soup into the rice side dish.

Natasya who does have a submissive nature also directly eat the food without any drama of objection.

“You eat all Sat.”

“I'm still full Sir. I feed Natasha only.”

“Alright then.”

Natasya smiled to herself when playing Barbie doll whose clothes had been torn in some parts, her hair was seen disheveled, not in the thought that her smile was transmitted to Zaskia who was beside her.

This was the first time Satria had seen Zaskia's smile, during her time working there she had never seen Zaskia smile except the wry smile she used to show to the housekeeper as well as to him.

Apparently the arrival of Natasya is able to make a super-duper jutek and quiet girl to be a little open.

Happiness again God felt when he saw the child only wayangnya smile to the daughter of his personal assistant, before God never thought if the presence of Natasya would make Zaskia melt, Zaskia, if you know that it is possible from Satria working with him, God will bring the child.

Receiving a positive response from Zaskia, Natasya who had been silent and did not speak also began to speak and smile at Zaskia, her female instinct as if just returned.

When Satria will return to feed him, Natasha said, “ Father I want chicken.”

Satria turned her head and was about to take the chicken on the plate because she had just seen if on the dining table there was fried chicken. However, apparently the chicken meat is no longer there, it has moved to the plate Zaskia.

Zaskia who heard Natasya's request also gave the new chicken to the cubby-cheeked boy.

“This is the chicken, eat it,” bargain Zaskia.

“Can't Non?” Satria is back to making sure.

“Of course. Take it, Natasha wants it.”

Satria smiled, then took the fried chicken from Zaskia's plate and moved it to Natasya's plate.

“Say what Nak?”

“Five glasses Beautiful Aunt,” said Natasya while smiling sweetly towards Zaskia.

Zaskia nodded then passed towards the sink to wash her hands.

After washing Zaskia's hands, she decided to go back to her room which was on the top floor.

So did Mr. God and Satria, they both left the dining table.

Arriving in the room Satria sat her daughter on the bed, while she went to the bathroom to take wudu. Yes, Satria must immediately fulfill his duty before the azan isya reverberates.

After taking the wudu, Satria returned to her room.

The sweet man with a mature brown skin held a container, then wore a sarong and peci hanging on the wall before carrying out his obligations, of course with Natasya who was next to him.

After the prayer, Satria raised both hands, she praised the Very Creator who had kindly granted her wish to meet and embrace her daughter.

Satria also thanked him for being met with good people who still care about him and his son.