
“Assalamu’alaikum, Ma!” nino's greeting in the ears of her mother, who was still asleep in the cradle of dreams.
Just like Sofia always did to wake Nino since she was a baby. Close the lips to the ears, then say hello slowly so as not to be surprised.
Both netra Sofia soon open, “Wa'alaikumsalam, darling. Awake already? What time is it?” sofia sat up, hugging her son. Mandatory activities every waking up.
“Udah finished azan. Waiting for Mr. Umar, Ma. Later we are late to pray jama'ah.” Nino looked up to see her mother's face.
Sofia was aghast, not usually she woke up late. Reza's back shadow plagued her life, making Sofia unable to sleep all night. “Have a wait, Son. Mama get ready!” The woman rushed to the bathroom.
Nino flicked her shoulders, then rushed to the musholla within her house. Sofia deliberately designed a special room for congregational prayer with the workers in her home. Neither ART nor the guards. There was no visible gap in the house.
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The next morning, as planned, Nino joined her mother at work today. The little guy was very neat with a short shirt and long jeans. White canvas shoes further enhance its appearance. Not to forget, the favorite little violin is always carried on his back.
“Mama today meeting outside. Nino is okay ‘kan same beautiful sisters here?” sofia asked when they reached the office.
Nino smiled kindly at the line of employees sitting neatly in her work chair, nodding small as a greeting. Making the girls subordinate to Sofia so admire him.
“Yaampun, Mom. What recipe is it? Handsome, friendly, pinter anyway. Haduh, it seems I was born, Mom,” Namira chirped.
“Hussh! Indiscriminate by the way. This is my future ghost. Beware not on gatel!” serobot Ana, pat Namira on the shoulder. Their distance is so close.
“Calon mantu? There is no man yet!” cebik Namira rolled his eyes lazily.
“Yes that's why, contracted first. Can ‘kan, Mom? Later I make a beautiful girl indehoy,” joked Ana with her flirtatious eyes.
Sofia only chuckled at the jokes of her subordinates. Yes, he really wants to grow family and comfort in the office. Therefore, they feel at home working under the auspices of Sofia. Widya—sang CEO is rarely in the office, entrusting fully to Sofia.
“Titip yes, I return must still be intact, no blisters,” said Sofia reached out her hand that immediately kissed Nino.
“Be careful, Ma,” said the man twisted his body staring at Sofia's departure, until it disappeared from his sight.
“Nino!” the screams of the employees swirled. They instantly formed a photo formation together.
Nino was surprised, but the next second carried away the current. The whole nature and facial lines are very similar to Sofia. Weak, humble and appreciative of others.
How not to be amazed? A boy of Nino's age, but his attitude is amazing. Plus the advantages of being a great viollin, making it a much talked about star among the public.
“Nino bring violin! Mainin dong! We want to see live. Can you, No?” rayu Namira pinched both of Nino's cheeks in a fit of anxiety.
“Iya, Brother. But Brother while working. I don't want to disturb it later,” Nino took a step back, pointing to their workbench.
“Ready!” they immediately sat in their respective seats. Don't forget to turn on the video to record Nino's performance.
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Reza clucked in annoyance when he woke up late. Arriving at Sofia's house, he no longer saw the woman's car. I can tell if Sofia has left.
“Sial!” furious Reza hit the steering wheel of his car after not getting any information from the security guard at Sofia's house. Of course they will not carelessly give information.
With a force, Reza returned to Jakarta. Figured out Sofia's identity at the seminar organizer yesterday. Although a little difficult and full of drama, he finally managed to get the information of the performers. Including Sofia and her son.
“So Sofia works at Widya Beauty?” reza Gumam. Then reverse the biodata of the child guest star. There's only one, and that's Nino.
“Rayyanza El Nino, hmm ... nice name!” Reza was still busy researching the documents. A little thought, why did not find the name of the couple Sofia or the father of the child.
Not wanting to be too late in his mind, Reza immediately took pictures on the copy and the document. He smiled in a slant as he had already bagged some information.
That day he returned to Bandung. No matter now the scorching heat began to sting, tired and tired which began to creep on his body.
Reza still hasn't checked out of the hotel last night. So you decided to rest there. “Tomorrow can't be bad luck anymore!” said Reza put an alarm on his phone.
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Not in vain the results of Reza's investigation, after enough rest, he managed to wake up early and now trailed Sofia to take her son to school.
The man was filled with excitement as he looked at the smiling Nino and interacted with his mother. “Sofia no partner. Could that kid be my son?” muttered Reza. Moreover, every time he saw Nino's handsome face, his heart seemed to warm up.
He immediately lowered his head as Sofia got back in the car and got further and further away. She wanted to follow Sofia to the office, still on a secret mission. But that desire evaporated. Waiting for Nino to go home from school.
Various positions Reza did, somersaulting in the car, leaning on the body of the car while smoking, lying down, to be really bored.
However, finally the sound of the school bell was heard, signaling the hour of school. Hurry Reza hurriedly waited in front of the gate.
A while ago looking for the figure of Nino. His eyes sparkled when he found Nino among the hundreds of students who were scattering out. Reza breaks through, blocks Nino's arm and takes her out of school.
“Om who? Want what?” Nino panicked, trying to stop the step while throwing her hand. Then kick Reza's shin.
“Aaashh! What are you doing?” exciting Reza.
He did have martial training in school, a little bit know how to defend and attack.
Sofia chose a private school, which had many extracurricular options for developing talent, including playing the violin. The school is very supportive and supportive.
'Maybe he was scared, Reza's inner’ then crouched down, he put on a sweet face. “Do you want ice cream? We buy yuk?” his ray.
“Om want to kidnap me huh?” nino yelled with a waist.
“Bu ... no, ouch! Boy!”
Nino's screams suddenly attracted the attention of the people there. Then immediately flocked to approach, beating Reza.
Sofia who just came, looking for Nino from earlier. When she finds him, Sofia runs. "Nino!" Panic, seeing someone fighting nearby. He immediately pulled Nino away and hugged her. "Nino, are you all right? Hemm? It's okay, isn't it?" sofia asked with her heart beating violently.
"It's okay, Ma. But that's it...." Nino pointed towards Reza.
Sofia widened her eyes wide, "Mas Reza," he murmured.
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