IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTERS 17. OFFER

Morning is no different than usual. Meeza let go of her father, giving kisses on both cheeks as the strapping man aligned himself with the little girl.

"Month, give daddy ki-ss," said Biantara, first give a kiss on the cheek of kingpin Meeza.

"Muach mmuah, bye Daddy. Meeza love you so much" replied the little girl.

"Daddy too. Don't be naughty, follow Oma and Mommy" before leaving.

His little daughter nodded enthusiastically with round eyes, making Bian even more anxious.

Malya's faint smile was created when she saw the interaction of the two each morning. The sweet moment was the only thing she could have.

"Daaaaaaahh, Daddy," Meeza's shrill voice accompanies Cakra's heir's car leaving the Mansion.

"Yuk yuk, Meeza will want to learn again after this," asked Malya while holding her little fingers.

"Mother friend," replied the child, asking her to carry a sling by stretching both arms upwards.

"Mother befriend, not befriend. It's big still asking for fat," said Malya, she followed the wishes of children only wayang. No Beatrice would forbid it.

Biantara still sees from the rearview mirror the interaction of Malya and Meeza. He was amazed at the rapid development of his daughter.

The memory of Beatrice's granddaughter retreated some time back. He remembered the first moment that made him slowly love the child.

One afternoon Meeza was learning the way and approached herself in the living room. The tiny hand touched the soles of the feet and sat on it, calling out many times.

"Dadd's Dadd!"

At first Bian was uncomfortable, wanted to leave Meeza there but there were no caregivers accompanying him. There's only Malya standing by watching her son tease her and she's lazy to talk to that woman.

Gradually, Meeza stood up, trying to climb into her hard-earned lap. Falling down, crying, then trying again until finally the little girl managed to sit on the pedestal of two thighs Bian.

The eyes clashed, the beautiful brown iris drugged the heir, Meeza's smile like that of her rarely-seen mother.

"Dadddd!" suddenly Bian's cheeks were patted and Meeza laughed.

This cuteness brought the haughty man then slowly melted down and began to love the Moon.

...***...

Cakrawala.

After a meeting this afternoon, Bian entered the office of the grandmother intended to talk about the intentions of Malya who wants a separation between them.

"How's it?" ask the granddaughter while sitting on the single sofa.

"Origin don't bring Meeza. Let it go, maybe he found his old memories and started looking for an excuse to get back bad" Beatrice said.

"He hasn't used the card I gave him, Grandma. Even Mary never bought clothes or approached all the luxuries she used to be" Bian said. He felt the need to defend Malya for this matter.

"I will continue to fulfill the rest of the Iddah period until Maria is independent. I don't want him in the spotlight after we get divorced" Bian said.

Old woman who is still actively taking care of the internal company, replacing while the husband nodded in agreement on the option that Bian expressed.

"Immediately take care of everything so as not to drag on," continued the founder of Cakrawala.

With Beatrice's consent, all procedures for going to the religious court were immediately ready. Chris was immediately stunned by the decision of the leader. He prevents, but Bian's determination is intact.

The founder of a well-known retail company, called Malya to her room. There has been sitting Biantara supporting the legs while playing the tab.

"Mary, are you sure you want to separate from Bian?" beatrice asked her daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

There was no reply from Malya, only a face that looked down while nodding. He was a moment's chatty.

"Well, if you want that. During the submission process to the assembly, you I allowed to be closer to Meeza for one week" said the elderly woman, still looking closely at the figure of the woman standing before her.

"Don't change your phone number. Meeza will still be allowed to meet you but adjust to your visit schedule. Only Meeza can contact you, not the other way around" the grandmother continued.

Malya turned her head up, she disagreed with the final terms. She is his mother and has the right to see the child at any time.

"What! not accept? you're the one who left him, not me" said Bian, capturing his wife's girly.

"I'm his mother!" Malya.

"What do you have? will Meeza get a proper education here? can you guarantee that my grandson doesn't copy his mother's bar-bar behavior?" attack Beatrice again .

"I'm not as abundant as you are but Meeza will still get the best. I'm trying hard for that" steadfastly Malya defended herself hoping for a chance to be given.

Beatrice shook her head while smiling lightly. He still did not pass Malya's request. No more further discussion of it. Their decision was final despite Malya's insistence on pleading for leeway.

After exiting Beatrice's room, Malya returns to her room with Meeza. Netra round princess Haji Syakur was fixed on the figure of the little girl who had fallen asleep.

Malya walked over slowly and sat down by the side of the bed. "I'm sorry mom, Meeza. Can't take you along. You know, with Daddy, all your dreams will be achieved. Don't forget Mother, yes, dear!" malya said withholding bitterly.

The tiny hand was grabbed and kissed. Cute face nan plain when asleep was not spared from the kiss accompanied by tears.

"Mother dear Meeza. Sorry, sorry," he whispered again.

"We'll see you again, someday. Mommy wants to save Grandpa Meeza first. They don't know the look of his grandson. I don't hear from him anymore than Chris. Meeza, hopefully you understand the reason Mother," added Malya, no longer able to stem the rate of melting clear lava that increasingly rivers.

"We will make a lot of sweet moments during this week. Mommy hope, everything that will be done, imprints in Meeza's memory. Don't forget to pray and pray, son," said Malya.

Long night that will definitely meet the end, will Malya use it better. For the sake of the princess so that she would be proud to discover the fact that her mother was not Maria Sawyer.

...***...

The news of Malya's farewell submission to Bian reached Brandon's ears. The old man ordered Roby to do something. He knew that his time had lasted a little in the world.

"I'm putting Malya on you. Take care of him, serve him after I'm gone" Brandon said.

The founder of Cakra wrote many lines of words for the grandson-in-law. Hoping that his love and affection for Malya can be felt by the woman even though she is often silent.

"You'll be healthy again, great sir," Roby said as he received many trusts. Brandon just smiled, he was tired.

His spirit was again burning when he saw Malya as hard as he could survive on the side of Bian the grandson. Especially looking after and caring for Meeza in the middle of the crush. He now understands the reasons and supports Malya's move to part with Biantara.

"May retreat, but rise soon. Show me that Meeza has a great mother like you, Malya!" inner Brandon.

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