Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 19. Alamanda Proposal

When the car approached a large mall. Marcel glanced at Charlotte who was sitting sweetly beside him, Charlotte's lips had been curling up to form a smile. Charlotte's eyes twinkled. Marcel smiled happily and then he refocused himself forward and drove the car to the parking lot.

After the car was parked, they both got out of the car. Marcel carried Charlotte's tiny body so that her daughter would not be tired and also to be quick in her steps. They were also busy shopping like Marcel told employees of the mall store where he was shopping to take groceries to where his car was parked.

“Already yes Darling already much.” Marcel said as he looked at Charlotte and Charlotte nodded in agreement.

“But there are still some that have not been purchased Pa..” said Charlotte who is still in Marcel's arms.

“What?” marcel asked as he stepped towards the parking lot.

“Flower. Let Ners Alamanda love to Papa.” Charlotte said seriously.

“Indeed Ners Alamanda likes flowers?” ask Marcel as he continues walking.

“Ihhh Papa is how the hell.there is a saying, say love with flowers.” said Charlotte with pouting lips.

“Don't now Darling next time only.” Marcel said as he continued to move. Because for him it is too fast if the use of events to give flowers especially Alamanda status already has a prospective husband.

“Papa is not fun!” charlotte said with pouting lips.

“It's been a night of love. Later we just take Ners Alamanda and his parents to dinner outside.” Marcel said as he continued to move. And not long after that they had arrived near the cars of the employees who brought Marcel and Charlotte's groceries were waiting for them. Marcel immediately opened the baggage door and the employees loaded Marcel and Charlotte's groceries. Don't forget Marcel tipped off those employees.

Marcel again sat Charlotte in the steering wheel seat, then he also sat in the steering wheel and the car returned to walk from the mall parking lot to Alamanda's house. Marcel has got a share of the location of Alamanda's house from the driver.

“Pa, fast little napa?” charlotte said as she looked at the Papa who was focused on driving the car but her lips smiled.

“At that impatient yes.” seductive Marcel even slow down the speed of the wheel.

“Papa.. he said he would take Ners Alamanda and his parents out to dinner. Let's not be late Pa.” Said Charlotte in a serious tone while still staring at the face of the Papa.

“Iya Darling...” said Marcel with a smile and continued to focus on the steering of his car.

“Pa, I will sit in front of Ners Alamanda. Keep Ners Alamanda's parents behind ya..” Charlotte said with happy smiling lips.

“Hmmm...” muttered Marcel with a smile as well and he continued driving his car at full speed, although it sometimes got stuck due to crowded traffic. When stuck, Charlotte seemed agitated and scolded the Papa who was said to be wrong in taking the path.

The time continues to pass, the clock on the car dash board shows nineteen zero zero. The car is approaching the location of Alamanda's house. But Marcel looked surprised when in an empty land place near the mouth of the alley, there were three cars parked, so Marcel had difficulty to park his car. In addition to the three cars parked there are also several motorcycles parked on the empty land.

“Kok is full so yes..” Marcel muttered later. Charlotte looked at the situation outside the car.

A moment later there was a man dressed in black, carrying a stranded whistle stranded on the shoulders of his red arm. The man walked over to Marcel's car.

When he reached the window of Marcel's car, the man nodded his head. Marcel opened the window of his car.

“Goodnight Sir, what is the guest of the Irawan family event?” ask the man dressed in black.

“I'm going to home Ners Alamanda.” Marcel said in a polite tone.

“Ooo yes sir, Neng Alamanda's parents name is Irawan. Please Sir, parking the car by the road is okay.” Said the black-clothed man.

“The event will already start.” Say that man next.

Marcel and Charlotte looked at each other.

“What event is it sir? Sorry I don't know, didn't get an invitation. I was just going to play a visit just drove my son.” Marcel said with a shocked expression and tone.

“Ooo Neng Alamanda.” application event Answer the man dressed in black who is in charge of guarding the guest vehicle Alamanda application show parked.

“Ooo then we will play next time to visit.” Marcel said in a polite tone and there was a sense of disappointment.

“ Papa let's go down and keep coming to Ners Alamanda's house.” Charlotte said then she opened the car door and got out of the car immediately.

“Charlotte...” cried Marcel who inevitably he also opened the car door and immediately got out of the car to follow the tiny footsteps of Charlotte who had walked quickly left the car to go to the small road.

Marcel immediately took Charlotte's tiny hand that was walking quickly. When they walked about ten meters, there were many people sitting on chairs on the side of the road.

“Honey we go home.” Marcel said, but Charlotte did not care, she continued to step past the people who were sitting on the chairs lined up in a row. Charlotte continued to step a few more meters in front of her there was a tent set up on that small road. Charlotte's expression looked stiff no longer had a smile on her lips. While Marcel still tried to smile to greet the people sitting in the chair staring at the figure of Marcel and Charlotte.

Charlotte's feet had stepped on the street that was fitted with a tent, the voice of a man as the master of Ceremony who was delivering the arrangement of the event was heard in the ears of Charlotte and Marcel.

“Honey we sit here only.” Marcel's voice when he saw that there was an empty chair. She's fine with holding Charlotte until the show's over. But Charlotte shook her head and kept going....

“Charlotte.” Marcel said again in a soft voice while pulling his child's tiny hand to conform to him, to sit on the outside chair only. Some of the guests outside already looked curious to see the presence of a handsome man who wears casual clothes at the official Alamanda application event let alone by bringing one toddler who looked pouting face. Charlotte just kept walking quickly to the door of Alamanda's house.