Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
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Hello, I'm coming again. Sorry yes, just had time to update again.ordinary author again busy in the real world.but calm, I will be up 3 chapters today. hopefully with that, can make you happy 🤗

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"Cam," call Abra.

Camelia turned to the handsome man in her work coat.

"What's wrong?"

"Can I take Carissa to the office?"

"If Carissa wants to, it can."

Carissa who heard Abra was about to take her to the office, continued to cheer, "Carissa will, mother."

Camelia smiled. "If you want, Carissa can't ask for anything there."

"Yes, mother."

Camelia then sees Abra. "You can take her, but if Carissa asks you to come home, you'll take her?"

"Of course."

"Alright, since Carissa wants to and you've also agreed to it, you can go."

"Thank you, mother."

"Beloved together. If that's why you go in first get an order uncle Abra."

"Hem."

While waiting for her message to be ready, Abra occasionally tickles Carissa. Carissa who could not stand the tickle of Abra, then ran into the store while laughing cheekikitan. But because he sometimes looked back to see how close Abra was to him, Carissa until it hit Camelia who was walking in different directions with him.

"Oh," said Carissa while holding her seat.

Unlike Carissa, Camelia almost dropped the box containing her brownies if Abra did not catch it.

"Honey, why run around like that?"

"Sorry mom, Rissa didn't mean it. His brother did tickle Rissa. Kan, ticklish."

"Yes, Cam. It's my fault."

Camelia let out a long breath. "Next time don't be like this again. If Carissa falls, what?"

"Mother don't be angry uncle, it's Carissa's fault."

Camelia also equates her height with Carissa. He then stroked Carissa's head gently. "No, you're not angry uncle, baby. Mother just remind me."

"Mother's best" she said, then slammed into Camelia's arms. After a few seconds, Carissa let go of her embrace.

"It looks like Uncle Abra's coming home, son."

Carissa. He saw Abra nodding.

"Then, Carissa said goodbye, mother."

"Hem, don't be naughty for the same uncle, yeah."

"Yes, mother."

Carissa kissed Camelia on the right and left cheeks, and then she said, "we go first, Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

"We're leaving, Cam."

"Hem. Sorry to bother."

Abra smile. He held Carissa's small hand to his car.

After getting into Abra's car, Carissa lowered her windshield. When Abra had just launched her car, Carissa waved her hand at Camelia.

"We stopped at the mini market first."

Carissa turned to "What's the uncle going to buy?"

"Not for uncle, son. But for you. Let's never bosen the same way uncle."

"Ge ngga need uncle, said mother, Carissa can not be troublesome uncle."

"Neither bother, son."

"All right, let's stop by. Carissa wants a lot of snacks," keek Carissa.

Most excited, he seemed to forget Camelia's previous words if he could not trouble Abra.

"Can. Carissa pick a snack that Carissa likes."

"The best uncle."

Arriving at the nearest mini market, Abra then took a trolley with Carissa who walked beside him.

"Uncle, we're there" Carissa said as her eyes caught a light snack not far from where they were picking up the trolley.

He was helped by Riana. While Sari is still faithfully on duty in the kitchen, look around the brownies that have matured in the oven.

"Mbak Cam," said Riana.

"Yes, Ri. What's up?"

"Bak Cam, all right?"

"Hem. Good mb. Why, Ri?"

"I see, mbak kayak lemes. Not powered. Pale again."

"Ah, the hell time? You don't feel that way, really," replied Camelia. "Maybe it's because I don't sleep well, so it looks so pale."

"Maybe yes, mbak."

"Oh, yes, ma'am. Don't you worry that Carissa's going along with Abra?"

"Worried there must be, worried that Carissa is making Abra bother while working."

"That's not what Riana means, ma'am."

Camelia smiled. "Bak believes in Abra. So you should too."

Riana smiled badly. It was like he was caught not trusting Abra too much in a child.

"Bak forgot to say, Carissa is Abra's niece, so Carissa wants to come along when invited."

"Oh, you know, I'm gonna trust Abra one hundred percent!" kekeh Riana's. "Eh, but mbak. Where's the nephew from? Isn't Abra the first kid?"

"Emm that ... Abra is mating with Atha. So automatically, Carissa becomes Abra's niece."

Riana nodded her head in order to understand Camelia's words just now.

"Sorry, if Riana asks too many questions."

"Ngga papa. As long as I can't answer, I will."

Hearing Riana and Camelia's increasingly interesting conversation, made Sari more curious. After doing his job, he joined them.

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Arriving at the office delivery Abra, he got out of his car and rushed around the car to open Carissa door. After Carissa came out, she gave her car keys to the valet parking attendant.

With one hand carrying groceries and one hand holding Carissa's hand, Abra brought Carissa into his office. The employees who passed by him also saluted him with a smile and nodded their heads slowly. However, it is not uncommon for employees who cross paths with him to feel curious about the small children who come with their superiors.

Of course they wondered when there was no storm and no rain, and then suddenly their boss brought a little boy home to the office with a snack that was almost full.

"Who's the kid?"

"what's that boy, Mr Abra's son?"

"Why did Abra bring a child to the office, was the child the same as Abra?"

Various questions pervaded in the hearts of each employee who passed him. In fact, not infrequently anyone immediately asked him directly like, "who is the child?"

Relaxed, Abra replied that the little boy who was with him was the son of his cousin who had just returned from abroad.

Hearing Abra's words, the employees who heard it then nodded their heads to understand. But there were also some female employees who breathed a sigh of relief because they initially thought that the little boy was Abra's child so they thought that they did not have a chance anymore.

"Then we go first, sir."

"Hem."

As soon as the employees, Abra smiled funny. How not, they assume that Carissa is his son.

"There's nothing" he said before continuing his footsteps into his room.

"Uncle, what were the aunty-aunty?" carissa asked after they were in Abra's room.

"Oh that, they think you're an uncle."

"Really, uncle?"

"He'em."

"Now, Carissa's face looks like that of Papa Atha."

Abra just chuckled softly. He did not expect that Carissa's thoughts had come this far.

"Uncle, uncle," call Carissa impatient.

"What's up, son?"

"If you have children later, whose face looks like who?"

Abra stunned.

To be continued

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