Dream Crack
RM109. Deathsmith
"Dad here." Jasmine waved her hand at her father.
Givan looks at the Princess. He did not want to interfere with the Princess' personal time with his son, he just wanted to see it from afar. The important thing is to be controlled and visible in the reach of his eyes.
"Dad...." Jasmine looked at her foster father expectantly.
There was little concern for his father's anger, as he chatted with his biological mother. Jasmine is afraid of fishing or inviting her father's anger, which she accidentally ignores. He remembered his father's sour veins, when he told him about his mother who approached him on the street.
"Why, Brother?" Givan is forced to walk towards Jasmine and her biological mother.
"Dad here, accompany me." Jasmine whined with a flushed face.
"Why is that, brother?" Givan sat at a distance with the Princess.
Thought Princess, yes it's better that she be a little embarrassed of Givan. After all, Givan already knows how the economic condition.
"God has a gift for Jasmine." With haru, the Princess gave a parcel from inside her bag.
Look, sometimes the Princess is so sad. When he saw the bag he was wearing, it was only worth a hundred thousand.
"What's this?" Jasmine opened the package.
"Wow, Ethica's Muslim dress. Can make me pay ya." Overjoyed, Jasmine immediately tried on the clothes.
The princess helped Jasmine put on the shirt, with wet eyes. The happiness of his son, like his own happiness for him.
"Yes, make Jasmine naji." The princess wiped her water.
"Thank you, Ammak." Jasmine twisted her body with a gift from her mother.
"Together, Honey. Njai is diligent huh? Let's pray for Lendra's mange, grandparents." The princess held the boy's arm, then carried him into her arms.
Princess is not sure, her son can teach if still live with her. He only emphasized that Jasmine was small, able to memorize the alphabet and numbers well.
"I can do it, Ammak. I pray for Grandpa and Ammak too. Let Ammak always be given health and safety." Jasmine held both of her cheeks.
Givan just kept quiet, watching their interactions. Like a common mother and child, it does not raise suspicion for Givan.
"Wow, who's teaching? Jasmine's smart right." The princess clutched her son's body again.
"Biyaung dong, Ammak. Same Dad, I learned the morning prayers that have qunutnya, pray witir, dhuha, tarawih, tahajud, pray the body and how to bathe the body. Many more, just like you teach a lot. The law of reading the Qur'an also exists, idzhar, iklab, idghom bilagunah, idghom bigunah, ikfah. A lot more, Ammak." Jasmine rolled her eyes, while recalling everything.
"Well, alhamdulilah. A lot of dong science?" The princess framed her son's face. He was grateful, because his son was taught many abundant knowledge.
"I was also taught to do the same grandmother's story. Be familiar with outlines, synopses, grooves, blurbs, more. I can't all, because there's a lot of knowledge." Jasmine took her clothes off her mother.
Daughter has fun, because her son receives and likes gifts from her. One day, he will visit with the right amount of goods for Givan's children. So that he is not inferior and does not cause social jealousy for all of them.
"Yuk's first photo? Let Ammak have a memento." The princess pulled out her phone.
"Ammak is not ashamed, if you want to put me on display?" Jasmine understood a little, because she had never been photographed by her mother.
"Yes, dear." The princess forgot her treatment for the child.
Their smile was captured on the camera of the Princess's phone. Some of the photos he took, recording their happiness at this time.
Wide speech from Givan, showing how saturated and sleepy he was. Wanting to leave Jasmine and her biological mother, Givan worries the Princess is taking her foster child away without permission.
Up to several topics of conversation were spent by the Princess. He felt his stomach quite hungry, with the time already showing at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. He did not want to trouble others, let alone the host who had raised his child.
However, he wanted to establish a good relationship as well with the Givan family. He wanted to stop by Adinda's house for a while, to the house of Nalendra's parents and Canda's mother. After that, he was planning to go home.
"Van, I'm saying yes? Jasmine's cake is also sleepy." The princess rubbed her son's head that was spoiled on his arm.
The daughter takes her child into bed. A simple residence that looks luxurious, becomes a place for the growth and development of his son.
"Oh, yes. Van, I'd like to stop by Mamah Dinda's house, mange and ma'am Umm first. Just want to greet me and the news, I have to go straight home." Actually, the Princess was only worried that her stomach was ringing when she visited.
"Well, how?" Givan was confused.
"You can ask me how I'm gonna see you later, if you don't believe me." The princess had worn her sandals again.
"Eummmm.... Gini, I go there first. You get your car out first, you close the gate again." Givan's trying to control things.
He did not want the Princess to make the troublemaking peace that he had made so difficult.
Princesses nodded. He understood, his mistake was natural to leave people's distrust of him.
Givan was at his mother's house first. He was stunned, seeing Ai sitting on her mother's sofa. The situation is quite alarming. He grew thinner, with his stomach growing larger.
Can not be prevented anymore, the Princess' car is parked in front of her mother's fence. The princess deliberately did not bring her car into the yard of Adinda's house, because she was not there for long.
"The baby is weak, he said, Van. He felt dizzy, nauseous, vomiting, light bleeding. Mamah again try to call Ken, maybe he still stays here," said Adinda, when she saw her eldest son standing in the doorway.
Givan looked back, where the Princess was walking towards him. "Well, there's a princess to come." Givan said hesitantly.
"Huh? I-i-i?" My sister was a little surprised to hear that.
"Assynolt...."
Givan did not reply, The princess is already in front of them. The princess showed off her smile so sincerely.
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Adinda disguises her surprise with her friendly smile.
"Healthy, Mah?" The princess stepped in and directly lowered her back. He kissed Adinda's hand, then grabbed Adinda's body.
"I'm sorry, Mah? I'm sorry, I've made a mess." The princess was full of regret when she said that.
"You're also sorry, it's been hard on your life. Mom, how you were at first, Put. You're good, Mamah will be better." Adinda returned the Princess' embrace and rubbed the Princess's back.
"Together, Mah. We forgive each other, Mah." The princess let go of his embrace.
Adinda nodded. "Yes, Put." Adinda returned the Princess's sincere smile.
He did not fully believe, with an apology from the Princess. However, he was just trying to appreciate the apology of the person concerned.
"Who is it, Mah?" The princess looked at him. However, instead he found the figure of ex-lover Givan he had seen in a form of photos on a mobile phone.
"Still outside, Dzuhur will also come home." Adinda took the Princess to sit down.
"Wow, I also want to visit Umm and Yusuf Mangge, too, Mah." Wanted to refuse, but he was already bad at Adinda.
"Have a little break, Put." Adinda insisted that the Princess sit with her.
Givan is still confused, seeing his two former lovers who are in front of him.
"Well, this is Ai Diah?" The princess pointed at Ai with her thumb.
Then, he looked at Givan. Givan only nodded faintly, then he sat down on the existing single sofa. He wants to know for himself, what conversations the Princess throws.
"Assynolt...."
Who else is the woman coming? Givan wondered alone.
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