
Lora continued on, raising her face while she was on Berliana's lap. The one-year-old toddler was seen smiling while sucking the pacifier attached to his mouth.
Cia was even anxious to pinch her cheeks, until both eyes of the toddler were glassy.
"Tante Cia likes kayaking, don't cry okay, then buy ice cream?" Berliana patted Lora on the back, so that the toddler did not cry, and it turned out that the way worked.
While Cia and the others, just stared in wonder at Berliana who looked so very close, with the beautiful toddler. Even Lora laughed loudly as Berliana lifted her body tightly, Lora's laughter invited the curiosity of Radja, who just finished making milk for her little daughter.
Radja loved Lora so much, she never cared if the toddler was her real child or not. The most important thing for her is Saradha Lora Dewangga Malik is her little daughter, who is always a tired release after work. Laughter after the beautiful toddler, making Radja smile thinly, as long as Lora with Disha first, Lora never laughed after that.
Even just invited to play like that, Loranya laughed very loosely, the two clear netra hazel continued to pay attention to the two women of different ages, who were laughing freely without any burden.
Radja's smile widened, even now he was leaning casually on the door, while watching Berliana who was carrying Lora playing, in the garden beside her house.
Soraya who saw Radja's smile was slightly pensive, she had not seen her son's smile for a long time. Last Soraya saw him when Radja was in school, after Rohid the Grandfather arranged his life and family life, Radja rarely smiled, never even showed that big smile to anyone.
And now, just looking at the interaction between Lora, and the woman Ambar's superior daughter, Radja's smile came back.
'Who are you actually Nak Berliana, why is your presence that arrives is able to make my son smile again. Are you the antidote God sent to my son Radja? if it is true, I ask you God unite them in love, albeit slowly.'
"Mom's going to go to the kitchen for a minute, you guys have a nice chat." Soraya smiled faintly, at the three girls who still looked unwilling, ending their chatter that she did not understand.
Soraya is not actually heading for the kitchen, but to Radja, who is not stopping to look towards Berliana and Lora, who are sitting in the garden chair. Even Radja again heard Lora's loose laughter, as Berliana kissed her puffer cheeks with anxiety. The interaction between the two looks very natural, there is no compulsion or drama.
"You're still sure you don't want to open Dja's heart, yes even though I know all this time your heart is not open to any girl, including Disha. But look, there are still a lot of good girls, I'm sure you can find one of them later."
Soraya patted her son's back, while Radja turned her gaze to the Mother. The middle-aged woman smiled faintly at Radja who was looking at her heartily.
"Mom can even see the smile that has been missing from you, let's get rid of your bad thoughts about the words of your former mother-in-law. Open a new page for your life, I'm sure your happiness is ahead." Soraya's gaze was fixed on Berliana who was pairing a flower bando on the head of her grandson Lora.
Soraya and Rajasa never bothered, if Lora was not their biological granddaughter. What's more Rajasa, the proud and arrogant man is so fond of Lora. Although the business rivals even his half-sister considered him a cruel man out there, for Soraya his husband was a good father, grandfather and husband for her, their two children and their grandson Lora. Even Rajasa doesn't want Lora to feel what she feels first, it doesn't feel like being considered by her own family. Therefore from wherever the origin of Lora, Rajasa and Radja do not care.
"Is there a ma'am?" Radja lirih