IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 21. JUST ONE DAY

"Daddy!" Meeza continued to wriggle in Bian's arms until the man could not bear, worried that his daughter's body was in pain.

Biantara took down the little girl from the sling. Sontak Meeza ran towards the gate that had not fully closed.

"Yetoooooooooo...." The golden-chirted cry Horizon broke the sunyinya of the night.

Bruk!. Meeza falls, hands out toward the taxi that took Malya away.

"The moon!" bian shouted, worried that his daughter had fallen.

Meeza's gaze was still staring far away. He did not even intend to rise from his position to make Bian's heart slashed.

"Meeza, come in yuk. It's late, tomorrow we'll find Mommy, okay?" persuade Bian, rubbing the boy's back.

"Mother leaving because of me? mom's in opa ya, Dad," isak the heir's only daughter.

Bian also started to cramp. He lifted the small body then clenched tightly.

"Mother's gone because of daddy. There's a lot to do. All that for Meeza. So just pray for you from here, okay?" said Bian, stroking his daughter's head dear.

Both of them went back into the room. Along the way to the Mansion, Bian was silent, walking silently. Just swiping, showering Meeza's head sprouts full of tenderness.

After reaching the room his wife used to use, Bian threw Meeza down and accompanied her until the little girl returned to her mouth.

The netra with the black iris was flashing a glance around. He got up, seeing the state of the room that is not too wide to be inhabited both.

The burly fingers open the closet, examine one by one the pile of clothes in it and then close it again. He continues his way to the bathroom, only Meeza's toiletries are there. Bian did not see any of Malya's belongings left behind.

"That's very clean. You didn't intend to leave anything for Meeza, Malya?" muttered the handsome man despite the sadness on his face.

Just this time, Bian ransacked the contents of the room. He looked for traces of his wife's presence on the paper. As if to immortalize that the quiet woman once existed and stopped here.

"Rapier. There's nothing here" he said as he stepped back into the child's bed.

"Don't miss mom. Because you don't want to be remembered, all hers brought," whispered Bian, she got into bed and lay down by her daughter's side.

The memory of Malya's position when accompanying the baby's sleep, Bian tiru. He curled up while looking at Meeza's shady face despite the remaining traces of sadness.

The next day.

Meeza's nanny has trouble persuading the little lady to get downstairs and have breakfast. Meeza insisted on not taking off her face and continued with morning dhikr.

Sari who saw the custom of the little lady just his mother took the initiative to call Bian, as well as ask the young master to persuade the lady.

"Young master, sorry. Go to Miss's room immediately" said Sari, knocking on Biantara's door.

The heir appeared at the door. "Meeza why?" ask Bian.

"Miss does not want to take off her face and is still teaching, while the big Mistress has called," replied Sari, looking down.

Bian frowned, not usually Meeza behaved like that. He decided to look at the princess.

"Moon, let's have breakfast first," Bian asked in the doorway.

Meeza doesn't mind the father's invitation. He continued to teach until the last letter.

"Bunda said, if the morning must be started by reading prayers, teaching, and alms," said Meeza when removing her face and taking off just to invite her father in.

"Since when is this, it's usually not, '" asked Bian. Sitting on the same carpet as Meeza.

"Since in glinhos" Meeza replied straightforwardly.

"Greenhouses. Not glin," ralat Bian.

The small talk between the child and the father brought the two late until Beatrice's screams paused their excitement.

The breakfast session through Meeza is very long, the grandmother is even saturated waiting for her golden great-grandchild to be finished. Meeza repeatedly looked in the direction where Malya usually stood, the place was now empty.

"Meeza. Come on quickly, you've missed a lot of lessons after a week off," said the grandmother, seeing her great-grandmother was very slow.

Meeza turned to the other side. Smile sweetly then continue the breakfast that is no longer tasty in taste. The little girl seemed to hold back a lot of feelings, just like Malya.

Bian took off Meeza with a heavy heart this morning. The little girl who used to be in the arms of Malya, now just stood there alone in the company of Sari.

"Bye daddy," he said no more spirit. Meeza's cheer is gone in an instant.

"Bye moon, daddy miss you," whispered Bian, hugging his daughter.

Meeza's hand was no longer strong, her face lost its radiant glow in the morning. Bian saw a significant change in Meeza.

All day passed the fourth descendant of the horizon in silence. There was no change in the capture power of the golden great-grandson. Meeza is still as smart as ever. Now his face is no longer expressive.

Late in the afternoon, he asks Sari to drive him to the greenhouse. The assistant girl, was even stunned by the sophistication and shady atmosphere within. This building looks creepy when viewed from the outside.

Without a word, Meeza took the place of a flower sprinkler, filled it with water and then tergopoh led to a row of flowers in the west corner.

"Hello mother. Sorry Meeza forgot. Eat a lot of yes mother," said Meeza while pouring water in auxiliary Sari.

"Mother, Meeza...." Princess Malya.

Sari did not think that the little girl next to her was very sensitive and sensitive. He saw the tiny hands stroking one by one petal strands of flowers. Cleaning the leaves from the dust even pulled a chair to stare at the many flowers planted by him and Malya.

"Non" said Sari worried.

"Bunda said, if you miss just look at the flowers," said Meeza, turning towards Sari.

The caretaker in the safe nodded, moving a little away from the young lady's position. His heart was tenuous, that little boy knew how to let go of longing.

"And only one day" murmured Sari.

Both were in the greenhouse long before the Maghrib. Sari pulled the little miss's body back to the main residence.

"Bye mother. Tomorrow Meeza is here again," he said, peeping chrysanthemum flowers before leaving.

Biantara came home early, she was worried about the little girl. The established man then headed to the greenhouse and met his daughter there.

"Daddy!" meeza shouted to meet the father, stretching his arms asking for a sling.

"How was your day, little lady?" bian asked, peeping the cheek of the kingpin Meeza while lifting him into the air before crouching.

"I want to grow up fast. How's it?" ask the child, ignoring Bian's question.

"Why I want to grow up. Didn't you enjoy your childhood?" said Brian's son.

"Wild you can have money to find your mother. When can I see him?" press Meeza while kissing her father's cheek.

"It's only been a day. Show your good attitude to the elders and persuade Oma," Bian replied, getting Meeza's nod.

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