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Puja stared at the two mothers who were talking about him and his son, but Puja was not angry he just gave a smile to them what the two women said was not wrong and Puja also did not blame the talk from them, let alone those who want to see Pandu escorted by his Father, but Pandu himself never saw the face of his father like other children,verily there was sadness in Puja's heart when they spoke like that, but Puja did not want to grieve in the presence of the child, because her son understood her very well, although the age of the guide can be said that the little child does not understand anything, but in contrast to Pandu he seems to really understand fatigue, soybean because a lot of what Mama thought.
Then Puja looked at the child and saw the sweet smile of the child, even though he heard what the two women said.
" Pandus...I hope to be a good child who loves our family, takes care of our family's honor and your own honor one day you will know what all this means and not be fully Mama always with you."
" Yes Mah, Pandu understands, but Pandu hope Mama does not listen to what people say, they can talk but they do not see the reality of how Mama's sadness, Mama's distress, Mama's distress, fatigue Mama has been raising Pandu alone Mama often told the guide if the guide must be strong, now Mama must be strong for Pandu too, the guide wants to always be with Mama, Mama, pandu wants to always make Mama happy, even though Pandu can not work, someday Pandu will be able to work and will provide happiness for Mama, Mama do not be sad ya." he said while removing the clear circle that came out of Puja's eyeball.
Then Pandu hugged the Mama full of affection, Puja returned the embrace of his son.
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A Private Television Station Office...
" Why so long ago I waited here but he's not there he said it's almost close but up to a few minutes there's also no stem of his nose." said a woman who had been standing in front of her office looking left and right like someone looking for something.
He sat down next to a chair to wait for an invitation.
While he was waiting in that chair someone riding a big motor stopped in front of him, He then opened the helmet that was attached to his head, he got off his bike and headed towards the seat where a girl had been waiting for him since.
" Have you been waiting for me?"
With a juteknya the woman looked towards the man.
The man let out a long sigh he then propped his hands on his thighs while cupping his palms together and gazed far away towards the front while frowning as bright sunlight hit him the road where the vehicle goes down and down.
The girl looked at the older brother, Laila Pradiva Putri was the younger brother of a handsome man who was strong and not boring when viewed who was sitting next to him, who else if not Kenzo Pradiva with a handsome face makes all women very dream of a man like himself.
" Why must be so long to pick him up, I've been waiting for Brother here."
Kenzo looked at his sister.
" I'm sorry, because there was a woman who just thought of Me as an ojek, she forced me to take her to a place, but I've arrived in front of your office."
Kenzo nodded his head.
" Who is he.?"
" You don't know ?" ask Kenzo.
" Where can I recognize him Brother, I just don't see him and I don't see him coming with brother, because I guess when I chat brother is close Brother says like that to me, that's why I didn't go out of the habit right away brother went inside."
" But he just came out of your office, he was standing here when I stopped, he just got on my bike."
" Where did he ask to take her.?"
" To kindergarten Love Mother."
" To kindergarten school? the feeling of working here no one goes to school in the kindergarten of those children and having children here can only be counted on the fingers, after all They have no children, they all have children who are standard Junior High School"
" I don't know either but I feel like there's something when I look at him."
" Don't tell me you fell in love at first sight with that mysterious woman." Laila smiled.
Kenzo smile...
" How I wanted to fall in love with him, he was just like that, but when we looked at each other unintentionally, I felt like there was something else in my heart" she said, he never lied about his heart with his sister, he always made his sister the place he told stories, So also with his sister is different from the brother who rarely can talk to them, he said, Kenzo Pradiva has two brothers Kenzo is the second of three children whose first is named Kenji Pradiva whose time is only for work and work, he is not too spend time to be with his younger siblings, he is not too spend time to be with his, instead, his time was spent on the company that his father had inherited from him. While talking to his two siblings or relaxing with his parents if there is no solid work, it can be counted with fingers, too, they often meet only at the dinner table at certain meal times.
" That's it! don't you think about that woman anymore, you just don't know her let alone me." said Kenzo as he pulled his sister's hand and took her towards his personal motorbike, They then left the brother's private office.
The Pradiva family is indeed a very rich family, it can be said to have many companies, but Laila The youngest child does not want to be attached to his family, he prefers to have his own business, namely a private television station where it has triggered a variety of fairy tale shows for children introductory time off and sleeping.
Kenzo was happy to take the brother, using his personal motorbike, because Laila indeed preferred to be escorted by the brother rather than him using his personal vehicle that had been given by his parents to him.
Before they return home they head to Kenzo's private office, because Kenzo is also the same as his younger brother, want to try the business world themselves all their efforts are supported by both parents while they are able to with the record they must succeed with the effort they want, if their efforts were not successful they would have to accept the company's gift from the father to be managed.
Kenzo's personal motorbike drove down the street at moderate speed towards his private office.