Bia, the Substitute Mother
The Unexpected Meeting

...Believe me, sometimes there is a feeling of envy when you see a happy family. There is a feeling of wanting to have such a state but needing to be self-aware that it will never happen. ...

...~Bia Quinsa Altafunisha...

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When both of Bia's legs just started coming down the stairs. The typical crying sound of children was heard and made the woman walk faster by holding the stairs. He knows that voice very well. The voice of the little boy who was his cute nephew.

A voice that always makes her calm, happy and makes her feel like she has a child of her own. He immediately turned his head. Trying to figure out where the cry came from and was heard.

"Sister," Call Bia as she walks towards her sister's main house door.

The call made Abraham look. He looked at his sister and smiled.

"Away awake?"

Bia nodded. He walked over and held the hand of the 6-year-old boy.

"Hi, Boy. Why crying?" Bia asked while lowering her body to the level of a small child who was wiping tears in both eyes.

"I want Mama, Auntie," he said in the typical voice of a raspy wet little boy.

"If you want Mama, why are you crying?" Bia asked quietly and tidied her nephew's hair affectionately.

"Mama's not home" he said with a whim that made Bia glance at her brother.

"Aufa is taking a morning walk, Bi. He's already the final trimester and the doctor suggested that he go a lot of ways" Abraham explained.

Bia nodded. He looked at his cute nephew and smiled.

"Where if now this handsome aunt ponakan play with aunty? How's it?" Bia bidar by raising her eyebrows.

Those originally gloomy eyes slowly began to blink their eyes repeatedly. The little boy looked towards Bia who was still extending a hand to him.

"We got ice cream, Auntie. Just down the road!' the door pointed towards the ice cream shop at the end of the street housing her sister's house.

Bia smiling. Idea succeeded. He knew very well that this nephew of his was eleven twelve with him. I love the ice cream and cake that became a legend of my family.

Food and drink that never left them. Either in Indonesia, or in New York. Cupcake and Ice Cream remain favorites of the Bia and Abraham families.

"OKAY. Come on!"

"Bi, let Brother. You… "

Bia straightened her body. She smiled as she looked at her brother's two eyes looking worried for her.

"He'll slow down, brother."

"But Boy is now very agile, Deck. He was very active" said Abraham pointed to his son who had entered the Kindergarten B school. "I'm not afraid he'll trouble you later."

Bia shaking. "He never bothered Bia."

"But, Deck… "

"Because of Bia. Bia can take care of Boy. Okay?"

Finally heavy. Although Abraham was impressed sincerely because he was worried about the liveliness of his son.

He was afraid of making his sister tired. Especially in a pregnancy like this. It made Abraham worry that his son would trouble his sister.

"If there's anything contact Brother well. Remember that! Don't selfish. You're pregnant now" Abraham said, shrinking his voice while pregnant.

"Yes, Brother. Ready," said Bia and pulled her nephew's hand to stand beside her.

"We're leaving first, brother."

"Abang should not bother Ante Bia well," said Abraham commemorating his son.

"Yes, Papa."

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"Auntie when's dateng?" Said the boy who was walking beside Bia while holding her hand.

Bia smiling. He looked down and looked towards his nephew who was waiting for his answer.

"Every night. Aunty comes when you are asleep" said Bia, replying by rubbing the head of Abraham's first son.

"Tante is here alone? Not the same as Ala?"

Bia laughed a little. She knew very well that her brother's first son was very fond of his twin sister.

"Om Ala's still in New Yok?" He said so curious.

Yes, Abraham's first child, although he was six years old but he was still lispy in the hurup R.

"Yes. Om Ala's in New York."

"Same Grandpa's Grandma?"

"Yes, honey," replied Bia with anxiety.

He started to straighten his face. Staring to the left right side as he realized that the two were already on the verge of looking to the side of the road.

The eyes of Abraham's first son were so bright. When her favorite ice cream shop was in plain sight.

"Come, Aunt. Come on!" The boy said while jumping up and down.

Bia shook her head. She was very anxious and wanted to make cheeks filled with her brother's child because of his behavior that was too funny for her.

"We have to cross first, okay? So don't move much if you want to eat ice cream."

Succeeds.

The boy complies. Abraham's first son finally stopped jumping and stood beside Bia quietly. Slowly the two immediately walked across the road carefully and finally reached the other side.

"Yeyyy!" Scream the boy clapping his hands.

Abraham's first son immediately jumped up happily. He also walked first to reach the tavern and made Bia shake her head.

"Very similar to me when I got to the ice cream shop. Happy until the man because it was impatient," said Bia laughs at himself when remembering how he used to be.

"Boy, wait, Auntie?" Pekik Bia when her sister's child was already running small.

Bia hastened her pace. He stared at the footsteps of his nephew. Until an incident happens unexpectedly.

As his nephew walked quickly and without looking around. Finally the little man who was always called Boy by Bia hit a middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes who made the ice cream in her hand fall.

"Boy," cried Bia with a pounding heart.

He held the body of his nephew. Stare all over his body to his feet.

"You're not papa, are you?"

The boy who looked surprised by his actions also nodded. However, before long he pointed towards the floor that was beside them.

"Boy fell in an ice cream cone" said Abraham's first son pointing to a messy cup of ice cream.

Bia surprised. He straightened his body and cupped both hands in front of his chest.

"Sorry my niece, Auntie. She… "

"Gakpapa, Son. Gakpapa," said a woman whose voice was very soft and made Bia raise her face. "This kid can't wait to eat ice cream?"

The frightened son of Abraham slowly nodded.

"What if Grandma buys you ice cream. Wanna?"

"Eh but… "

"Don't refuse Aunt's invitation. Think of it as an apology for dropping Auntie's ice cream. How's it?"

Bia who was originally unwell finally nodded. He also couldn't possibly resist because it was too unpleasant with the unexpected incident between his nephew and the woman who was about the same age as his mother.

"Whose name are you?" The woman asked as Bia finished bringing the new ice cream to her niece.

"My name is Bia, Auntie," said Bia politely.

"It… "

"My brother's son. Come, Boy. Salim," said Bia who made Boy wave his hand and kiss the back of the woman's hand.

"Hi, Grandma. Grandma can call me Boy because I like Boiboiboi, "he said, which made the woman laugh funny.

"Aunty Name, Viona. You can call Aunt Vio and Grandma Vio."

~Connected

The one that Shaka met Bia yesterday. Akhh you guys can guess the plot. How about Gimana hahaha. What if Mama Shaka knew Bia first?