Being the Father's Maid of My Son
Arta is my Son

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The atmosphere of the park feels so cool, anyone who sits and stays like this in this park will definitely feel comfortable.

The green environment and the many flower plants make this garden look so beautiful.

Not far there the sound of children's voices sounded quite loud, it seems they are very happy to be able to enjoy time by playing in this park.

On the small street Arta was swinging his bike, the boy felt very happy because he could finally play in the park after living in this area for quite a long time.

Naya just sat smiling while watching the son who was playing the bike alone. It does not take many people who are near his son to make him happy, just playing alone with what he likes has made his only son feel happy.

Arta swung her bike through the winding and rotating streets of this park, how much fun it would be to play bicycles on this kind of road.

" Arta slowly nak who swings his bike. " Naya reminded the son with a slightly elevated tone.

But it seems that Arta was less so responding to his mother's warning, the boy was too cool to play until he forgot the circumstances around him.

It seems Arta forgot if swinging the bike quickly on a winding road like this will most likely make him fall.

Instead of being wary of it, Arta even more forcefully swung her bike, if it was like this not only Arta would be doomed, other people in front of her could also be hit by her.

" Huh.oom... "

Bruck...

Brakkk...

And sure enough, Arta hit a man who was standing with his partner, Arta collapsed with his favorite bicycle.

" Artaa... " Naya screamed when she saw her son fall.

Apparently true, the result of his own act Arta really fell.

" Aduuuh. " Arta was in pain by holding her knees and hands.

" Geez, you little boy, do you blind not see anyone standing?. " Sandra's lover from Arland became angry at Arta.

Yeah, the guy that little Arta hit was Arland. Arta accidentally hit Arland because of his carelessness, but Arland the figure he hit did not fall at all, the tall man still stood firmly, which was Arta who fell with his bicycle.

" Okay, my knee. "by enduring the pain, Arta tried to get up.

Arta realized if he had made a mistake by bumping someone, then he must immediately apologize to the person he had hit.

" Om, Alta apologized, Alta did not. "that's when Arta stopped his sentence.

The two eyeballs were made to be very impressed by the figure of the adult man before him.

What's more Arland, Arland was so made to not believe what he saw. How could there be such a child so very similar to him.

If others were to judge for sure they would think if this little boy was his son, yes it was definitely because this little boy had a resemblance that could be said to be a betel in two with him.

Little Arta was ceaselessly staring at the man who was also looking at her, the face of this man was so very similar to her, surely this man was her father.

" You...who do you want?. " cried Arland who finally began to sound.

" Dad, this is his father Alta right?, this is Alta's father. "said Arta who felt sure if the man standing in front of him was his father.

" Alta?... " Arland felt confused because suddenly this little boy called him father.

" I'm Alta's father not Alta. " Arta tried to say that his name was Arta, not Alta.

" Arta?." asked Arland.

" Yes Alta's father." said Arta with a confident nod.

" Arta my son. " Arland did not believe this, he finally met his son.

" dad. "

Having met his son, Arland began carrying the tiny body.

Finally able to hug his son, Arland was grateful to meet his son.

" Dad, Alta dear father. "by tightly hugging the father, Arta wanted her father to know how much he loved her father.

" Dad loves you so much, son. "it cannot be described anymore how happy Arland feels right now.

Arland was happy because he had a son and now he was holding and hugging his son.

Why did Naya never say that if she had given birth to her son, did Naya not realize how happy she was to have a child.

" Take my son off. " cried Naya.

Naya moves to take Arta's son from Arland's entourage, not allowing Arland to take his son.

But still not fully Naya grabbed the tiny body, Arland had managed to keep it away from her.

" What are you doing mas?, release my son. "cried Naya so that Arland would not do it.

Hearing this made Arland so frowned, did he not hear wrong.

" What do you say?, you ask me to do what?, of course I carry my son, I should be the one to ask why you have been lying if you have a child from me?, you know?, do you want to keep me away from my son?. "this is what Arland wants to ask, this time he will not let go of his son.

And sure enough, Naya became silent at once, Naya did not know where to answer.

" Mother, Alta has met the father, Alta is happy to see the father, Alta wants to live with the mother's father." cried Arta who revealed how she wanted to live with her father.

The fear of loss that was very instantaneous it immediately struck Naya's heart, what is this, why Arta said something like this, whether this son wanted to leave her and preferred to stay with his father.

No, this can't happen, Naya doesn't want to lose her son, Naya can't afford to lose her only son.

" Let's go with dad, let's go now, we live together at dad's house." Arland exclaimed to Arta who invited him home.

" Yes father, Alta wants to come with me. " said Arta confidently.

There was nothing else that Arland had to take care of, his biological son had returned to him, so his son had to live with him.

" Don't take Arta away, I can't get away from my son. " Naya tried to get to Arland who had brought her son.

" So, please don't take my son away, I'm the mother who gave birth to him don't take my son away from me. " Naya managed to hold Arland.

" Hey mad woman, what are you doing?, let go of my fiance. "don't accept Naya touching Arland's lover, make Sandra pull Naya's hand and throw her.

" Don't take my son, don't let Arta be with me. "even his tears fell so that his son would not be taken away by his ex-husband.

" What are you doing Nay?, Arta is my son, so don't stop me from taking him away. " Arland doesn't care if Naya has to be away from Arta.

Arta was his son, his successor who would inherit all his wealth.

" Well, please don't take my son to the hyks... " Naya cried out in her cry.

But Arland is still Arland, who does not care about anyone who interferes with what he wants.

" Mas Arland don't take my son away... "

" Don't take my son away... "

But Arland continued to leave with his son.

The father and son and his girlfriend Sandra also left Naya.

" Mas Arland don't take my son away mas, mas Arlaaand... "

And whatever the power, Naya could only keep shouting so that her little son was not taken away while he was gone with his father.

Seriate...........

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