Little Princess Mr. Mario
Chapters. 28 Overnight With Raisa

On Sunday, the school atmosphere was quiet. Sinta is in town to replace Raisa shopping for school needs, because since yesterday Naomi whined she wanted to spend the night with Raisa.

Since returning home from school yesterday, Naomi was not automatically picked up by her aunt, who reportedly also chose to go to the city of her home, let alone her wedding preparations still have to be purchased.

Mario himself is still in the city because of work, indeed since putting his son here, the man automatically returns this small town to the central city every week, given his position as a Ceo who must monitor his company.

Actually, it could be that the business here does not need him to intervene, the suspicious business is finished, the thieves of building materials and project equipment have been handled by the police, the affairs of his heart are not yet widespread.

Hehe....

Naomi has brought all her needs from clothes, milk, snacks to toys. The child is always with his trademark, neat and independent. All complete in one suitcase.

Be the day of the week, early in the morning, after breakfast of fried rice and warm tea, the two of them headed to the garden located behind the school.

Raisa was picking green vegetables beside her house, some spinach, basil, tomatoes, long beans, eggplant and chillies were already in her basket, looking very fresh and inviting to taste.

Seen next to her, crouching Naomi, holding her little basket, the girl seemed busy with her work, some vegetables also managed to be plucked by her tiny fingers.

"Bun.. bun.. look, here deh bun". Call Naomi, her tiny hand waving towards Raisa, forcing the girl to stop from the same preoccupation.

" Hmmm, what's wrong, honey? ". Finally Raisa came closer and crouched down

" Look bun, cocoon". Point it at a stalk of an orange tree that grows on the side of the chili plant.

"yes. yes, the cocoon, oh yes if it's a cocoon what does it mean after? ". Raisa thought of testing the child's cognitive abilities.

" well butterfly dong mother" replied Naomi, Raisa smilingly nodded

"Fuckily". The compliments smiled

"Try dong show you, how the clap taught by Mia mother, yesterday, it's a new pat right? ". Raisa's testing again

" okay". Naomi put down the basket and started to prepare.

"Clap butterflies.. prok.. prok While his hand mimicked the walking caterpillar), prok. prok. (While holding his stomach), prok.. prok... his caterpillar fasts, (The movement of closing and locking the mouth with fingers pulled from the tip of the lips one to the other lip tip). prok.. prok.. be cocooned, (both hands are held together in a closed position), prok... prok...pupongnya open, (both hands open like open buds), prok... be a butterfly, (right hand forms small wings), prok.. prok... Butterfly. (both hands stretched sideways and flapping wide.

"Yeah... ". Raisa clapped her hands.

" We continued yuk, picking vegetables, but there the corn has not been picked ". Bring Raisa.

" yes bun, so that the cocoon is not disturbed, the cocoon is again processed into a beautiful butterfly". Naomi whispered.

Raisa smiled happily to see the joy of Naomi, the child had long enough not to complain about her illness, compared to the old time, according to Wieke, can appear up to a month, so that at that time, almost all day, Naomi just felt at home and monitored by the doctor.

Raisa went further behind the yard followed by Naomi beside her, there she also had a corn tree ready for harvest, both of them placed baskets on a wooden bench.

"Naomi, wait here mommy well, let mommy who is the cornucopia, later Naomi can help peel". Naomi nodded.

" Wait for the mother of corn meth, Naomi can play mother land? ". Naomi is looking for activities, this smart child certainly does not want to just wait.

" okay, but use a spoon well?, that's.all with the pots". Raisa shows a row of pots of various sizes from large to the smallest pots lined up near the school wall.

Finally, they were preoccupied with their respective activities, Raisa was very happy to see the successful corn harvest, the fruit was large, her mind was imagined to make corn soup complete with corn cakes.

Meanwhile, Naomi was no less busy, scooping the ground, putting into pots using a medium earth spoon, her hair was tied by Raisa before then covered with scarf cloth, very beautiful and adorable.

Not to forget Raisa immortalized with HP cameras, the behavior of the child always seemed charming and funny, there was just an idea, to busy themselves, for a moment Raisa was made amazed.

Because they were so busy, they did not realize someone was moving closer, someone who appeared from the side of the school building was none other than Mario.

"echem... ". Nearby throbs.

Raisa and Naomi raised their heads and turned towards the voice almost simultaneously.

" Horee.. papa's coming". Naomi cheered happily first.

Mario steps up to his daughter, giving her a fond kiss on the cheek and forehead, while Naomi brings her hands back, not wanting to dirty her papa clothes, this child is indeed understanding.

Raisa looked at them. Raisa was quite stunned. The man was indeed handsome, his body was tall athletic, and his appearance this time made it look like he was returning to the age of youth, with knee-length cloth pants in a light blue shirt suit.

"Am I late? her gaze turned to Raisa while winking, flirtatious. Raisa raised her eyeballs up, pretending to be jelous.

"It looks like it's harvesting here". Mario smiles to see Naomi who looks beautiful even with a simple dress.

Mario stood up while looking around the corn plant which was quite spacious. His hand grabbed a corn from Raisa's harvest.

" Can I harvest? ". Pinta Mario's.

" What, Mr. Mario, don't mind sweating here? ".Raisa felt reluctant to involve the big boss.

" Do you doubt my abilities? Mario approached where Raisa was picking corn.

"Of course, no, I think Mr. Mario is a very versatile person". Raisa chose to give up.

" Of course, I'm very good at a lot of things, let alone activities that sweat, I can show you if you want to look? ". Mario whispers ambiguously near his ear, making Raisa bristle and turn.

It could be that this man is flirting where his daughter is not far from them. Unmindful of the sentence made Raisa shiver.

He is old enough to understand many of the vocabulary of married people or lovers, even though he himself has never had a lover, his friends are quite a lot of teasing him with various strange terms, so Raisa's pretty resilient.