
A handsome seven-year-old boy was already asleep in my arms. I looked at him fixedly, he was very handsome with: his eyes, nose, lips and eyebrows were created so perfectly, it was beautiful in the eyes. I didn't expect that Miss Daughter's son was this handsome. Because Miss Princess never once brought Andra to the office. This was our first meeting, but it felt like he was so close to me, our relationship felt so familiar and just intertwined without feeling awkward and stiff. After I had accompanied him to play with various types of toys, he finally fell asleep with his smooth snoring that sounded rhythmic. He asked me to accompany him to sleep in his room, which was nuanced: red, blue, and black. The color of his favorite superhero character, Spiderman. There are many Spiderman dolls on his mattress, in addition to Spiderman foster also attached to the walls of the room is quite spacious.
I stared at the clock on the nightstand, a small clock with a picture of Spiderman, the clock was showing at ten in the night. Has Tiara gone home yet? Thought asking.
Not long after the door creaking in the open from outside, Miss Princess appeared from behind the door, she walked slowly towards us with her graceful steps.
''Thank you Bram, because you are willing to accompany Andra to play and you are also willing to accompany her to sleep, Miss Putri said as she stroked Andra's hair. Now he sits on the bed. While I lay in the middle of the bed with Andra still lying on my chest. Because I was saddened by the presence of Miss Princess, finally slowly I began to move from the top of the mattress, I removed Andra's body carefully from my chest, lest she wake up from her deep sleep. When I finished, I covered her with a blanket. Now I've been sitting on the bedside.
''I'm glad to be able to accompany Andra Bu. I didn't expect it to turn out that Mom had a son who was so handsome and so smart,''
''Bram, can I ask you something?''
''What is it Ma'am?'' askaku look at the face of the Princess who looks ayu.
''If you are not in the office, do not call me mother. I feel so old that you keep calling me that, Miss Princess chuckled.
''Then what should I call it?'' my many.
''Just a daughter,''
''But it feels disrespectful, ma'am,''
''It's okay, I'll be happy if you call me Princess only, after all our age is only five years,''
''All right then.'' I nodded small.
''Um can I ask you something more?''
''What else is a Princess?'' my many. Although it sounds strange when I say the word Princess only, but I have to get used to it.
''Do you want to be a connecting Papa for Andra?'' the question that came out of the Princess' mouth managed to make me jerk in shock along with my heart that suddenly beat faster than before. I looked at him with a frown, trying to make sure I didn't hear him wrong.
''A-I mean how is the Princess?'' my many.
''Yes, I'm sorry that I'm demanding too much from you Bram. But you can see for yourself, right if Andra looks so like you, he is so cheerful when playing with you. You know, before her I never saw Andra as happy as before, before she never saw her face so bright, cheerful and so carefree. All this time Andra so longed for a mature man that he called Papa. Andra's biological father died when Andra did not understand what Papa was, who Papa was. My husband died when Andra was a year and a half old. During my husband's death I've tried to be close to some men, but Andra never liked and did not want to be close to the man I chose. I know for a fact, I not only need a husband or a suitable companion for myself, but I also need a man who will be compatible with Andra. And it's on you Bram. Andra likes you so much and she also feels comfortable with you, explained the Princess with a sad face.
''But I am married, I cannot betray my wife, Princess, I replied with a heavy heart, I fear that Princess is offended by what I said.
''I'm not asking now. Now we just go with everything according to the current. You must come every night to accompany Andra according to the agreement we have agreed before,''
''But ..'' My words hang because the Princess cut my words, the Princess then said with a beautiful knotty smile on her face, ''You don't have to serve me like I told you when we were in the office, Bram. I'm not exactly that kind of woman, even though I'm a single parent, but I still know the limits. Which limits are halal and haram. You just need to be my mistress, a mistress to accompany my son and I also give you a chance to think about my offer earlier. I'm serious Bram, we can get married in series first so as not to arise slander because you have to come to my house every night, and so as not to happen things that we do not want,''
''Alright. Give me some time to think about what decision I should make Princess,''
''Em from where do you know Princess?''
''Just know. If you do not feel happy with the woman named Tiara, then me and Andra are ready to make you happy, he said, while I can not speak anymore. What the princess said is true.
''Tonight sleep with Andra, tomorrow, at dawn you will return to your home. And I will transfer money into your account again, money for you to give to your wife who is realistic and never feels grateful. Good night, Bram, sleep well tonight. Oh yes, later I will deliver sleeping pajamas for you, said the Princess.
''Please Princess.'' My leg is short. After that the Princess passed leaving me, leaving Andra's room. After the Princess' departure, I laid my body back on the bed beside Andra, I took my phone in my pocket, I wanted to see if there was a Tiara contacting me. After I checked my phone, it turned out that Tiara had never contacted me. I then checked the story wa, I saw the story wa Tiara was lined up neatly. I saw them one by one. And true to my guess, Tiara made a story while he was taking pictures in a pajero car, outside the pajero car and he also uploaded stories when he and his social friends were at the restaurant. The stories are accompanied by a caption that is so alai bin lebay. I shook my head slowly, I felt ashamed of myself seeing my wife's behavior.
***
"Om wake up, Om. This morning, I slowly opened my eyes as I felt a slight shock in my body. By the time my eyes could see clearly, the handsome boy dressed in an elementary school uniform was already right in front of me.
''Andra,'' I muttered lightly while gathering my consciousness.
''Yes, Om.'' Andra said with a cheerful face.
''It's still dawn, but why are you wearing your school uniform?'' say again.
''What body Om. Now it's morning Om, ''' explained Andra who managed to make me shocked. I stared at the window of the room, and sure enough, it looked bright outside.
''Duh,'' the curse is small. I'm afraid Tiara is angry because I'm late for coming home. But sometimes it's nothing.
''Hahaha, Om Bram woke up. I tried to wake Om up, but Om never woke up, and said Mama let Om sleep first, because Om seemed to be soybean, Andra said while chuckling. Because I was feeling bubbly, I pinched her little cheek. Until he complained.
''Ouch, Om naughty deh.''
''You are already jubilant. Which mama?''
''Mama is in the room again get ready, said Mama Om shower first, we had breakfast together, and this is a change of clothes for Om,'' Andra pointed to the clothes that were already lying on the bed.
''Whose clothes is Andra?''
''Mama said this Papa's office clothes I used to be,''
''Well sweet boy, then Om take a shower first,''
''Yes.''
I walked to the bathroom in Andra's room excitedly. I don't know, this morning I was happy with a different atmosphere than usual.
Seriate.