BET GIRL
Unreluencies
Cindy's face suddenly changed, reddened, disappointed and looked confused. “Jj so... Whose son am I? I'm a stranger here, right? Then is it true what Aunt Afsa said that I am a levy? I'm not a nobody here.” Cindy's tears fell. Without the sound of crying.
Seeing that reaction, the Emir further tightened his grip on Cindy's hands. “Do not get discouraged. Even though we have no blood ties, but you knew right from the beginning that your father loved you so much? Papa also brought Mama El here to make you feel complete affection, so do not consider mama El as an enemy, but make your friends, friends, mother and closest people.”
“Papa haven't answered my question, I'm whose son?”
“Parents don't know. You were found on the street at birth. Still red. Papa found you and brought you home. If your parents don't want you, why am I looking for them? I'm the one who wants to raise you no matter who your parents are, what their origins are, the important thing is that you live guaranteed.”
Cindy pensively rubbed her tears. “It turns out this wonderful life is not mine.”
“Who said? You're here, you live here, you live here. Of course all this for your pleasure and happiness too right?” added Elnara trying to entertain. “ada or no blood ties between us, but we still love each other. That's what matters most. There is also a blood bond, if it is even hostile to each other, then it will be more painful. For example, me and aunt Afsa.”
Cindy still looked discouraged. His arrogance, feeling that he had a rich father, turned out to be wrong. He is not who in the family.
“I am definitely an illegitimate child that my mother did not want to be born,” Cindy chirped.
“Don't think about your past. It is difficult to find traces, we just need to look to the future,” added Emir. “During this papa loves you sincerely isn't it? That proves that papa didn't excommunicate you. If papa is not dear, of course papa does not want to take you and raise you to this size.”
“Come on, don't think about the past. Your future is more important. Whoever your status is here, the most important thing is that we love you.” Elnara is not less than appealing.
Seeing the support of his adoptive parents, Cindy's spirit grew again. She finally smiled a little.
“Yes already, go to school. Later you are late,” said Yona with a smile. He rubbed Cindy's head.
Cindy got up and stood up.
“Hey, don't ask for money?” Emir smile.
Cindy nodded.
The Emir took the money and gave it to Cindy.
“Still, papa.” Cindy passed away.
“Yes already, mom wants to go. Already awaited friends.” Yona.
“I want to wash dishes.” Elnara pulls pring dirty.
This is how good it is to have a husband of attention. He doesn't want his wife, he doesn't want his wife to work at home.
“Emir, why didn't you tell me in the first place that Cindy wasn't your son?”
The Emir tilted his body slightly towards Elnara. “I don't think it matters that much.”
“You want to test me?”
“There is also such intention.” The emir nodded small.
“You want to know if I will be sincere even if you are a widower?”
“At least I want a good woman by my side. And I'm sure you're the right choice. From the very beginning, since the first time I saw you crying over your father when the accident happened, I've wanted you. I set the conditions in order to marry you, the woman who turns out her mother is the one who has a huge debt against me.”
Elnara had heard the story from Hamish. He was no longer surprised by that sentence.
“I've wanted you for a long time,” added Emir again. “I want your sincerity. And I'm sure you're the right person to see you so sincerely taking care of me, a handicapped widower. Although you consider me the culprit who caused your father to die, you still take good care of me. I love you, elnara.”
Elnara's smile expands. He let it go when the Emir raised his hand and kissed the back of his hand.
Srr…
The blood on Elnara's body warmed when the Emir's lips landed on the back of his hand.
“We'll see your mother first, yes. We talk about the Afsa issue together,” invited Emir.
“You want to accompany me to see mom?”
“Iya. It's okay, right?”
“Good.”
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