
There are no significant obstacles as long as Adella works in the house of Rafael and Zefa. Dion can accept Adella's presence. Adella also knows the Rafael and Zepha families.
It doesn't feel like he's been working here for 6 months. The salary he receives every month Adella for 3, for the orphanage, personal needs and more he saved for his future.
Adella dreams of going to college. Later if Dion is independent he will stop working and continue his school.
Today the Rafael family gathers at the home of the great master Defan Anggara (the parents of Zefa) . Every holiday they are never absent to gather. Sometimes the little family of Raphael will also gather in the house of the great lord Ardhana Bimantara (parents of Raphael). Adella's automatic goes wherever Dion goes..
The big family was talking, while Adella was taking Dion to play in the back garden. Adella taught Dion many things, not infrequently Adella taught simple life education so that later Dion understood if all can not be bought with money.
(But everything needs money, whispered mother's heart online)
Dion is feeding Koi fish.. D beside her Adella sat watching.
"Dionnn" called a man standing at the front of the door outstretched his hands.
"Uncle" Dion got up and immediately ran to hug the man he called the uncle.
Adella smiles at their closeness, until she does not realize that her smile attracts Zaki's attention.
The man who called Dion was Zaki Anggara. Zefa's sister.
Zaki brings Dion together with his extended family..
"Zef, who's that??? " Zaki glanced at Adella who continued the fish feeding activities delayed by Dion earlier. Adella doesn't want to follow Zaki and Dion because she is just a nanny, feeling unworthy to sit together..
Zefa turned towards Zaki.
"Adella??? she's the baby sitter Dion now brother. Doesn't your sister know??! "
Zaki shakes.
"Well, 6 months more yank?? " Zefa asked Rafael who answered the nod of his head.
"oo, don't you know??? "
"Where do you care about this, in your brain just work alone" Defan said this time.
Zaki is just a whiny.
"What's wrong with Adella baby, you like her??? "
Fatma's mother's question made Zaki glare.
"What's the matter, who likes it too. I'm sorry, he's so skinny. Didn't you feed Zef?? "
"Son, my brother who does not know how he looks when he just came home.Cure and skinny as if he did not eat for days. Especially after hearing her life story, I got to cry my life first"
"What news??? " ask Zaki curiously.
"Do you know what??? " Say Zepha turned to look at Rafael, who hung his shoulders in response.
"Wouldn't you know?? " Zaki nodded in spirit.
"So, I don't like to say it. Some people want to know people's lives. Ask noh ma him" replied Zefa mocking.
Plaque..
Zaki threw the sofa cushion towards Zefa who was immediately caught by Rafael with a hug.
"All right, your romantic snobs"
Zaki's words made Defan and Fatma smile. Zefa has found a man who can protect her, now Zaki is all they think about. 35 Years old but not yet thought to find a companion.
"God, every time you meet must be fighting. No getting along" Fatma broke up the brother's quarrel. Don't ask her about her heart, so happy to see their togetherness.
While Rafael was familiar with the quarrel Zefa and Zaki. Even Rafael was happy because he was just a puppet.
"You go first ma" Adu Zefa. "You" Zaki replied
"Udah, don't make a fuss. So how's your honeymoon prep going?? "
"His preparation was already done ma, the day after we left. We have a child" this time Rafael who speaks.
"Honeymoon??? not wrong?? I've got kids too" Zaki said.
"Yee, tell me you're jealous look at us. Then his sister as soon as her looking for a mate. Don't let my third child go first"
"There is no child. Take where you go"
"Well brother, if you bring your son a family vacation, not a honeymoon" Zefa said..
"How many days are you guys going?? " ask Defan
"At the longest 2 weeks pa" replied Rafael.
"Children here. Adella is equally happy here, if at your home. Later papa bothered to go back and forth, besides papa is also comfortable at home"
Rafael nodded while Zefa sneered at Zaki without a sound.
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