
"Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully!!" the thrill of hope in yourself. Still reflected on his appearance prepared with a clown costume although this makes him very angry but this is not comparable to the wound felt by Jelita because of his own actions, smiling convincingly wearing a costume mask on his head.
The clown father opened the door to the room approaching Gharda patted the shoulder along with support, the car that drove Jelita was close and they all had to prepare to go down.
Afrinda and Ticha are beautiful with fairy costumes chosen, children change clothes that have been brought from home decorated with birthday hats and trumpets held by three children.
The maids also participated.
The tip of the eye that can not be separated from the beauty of Afrinda steal a smiling look from behind the mask of her head cover, all this is a brilliant idea from Afrinda. Until he does not realize he has started to forget Tiffany who is his lover, there is not even a list of invitations.
This time Astrid friend Afrinda participated, the consumption section of her role was busy arranging the cake table and parcels to be taken home later. Rivzal is excited himself there is a new person, his flirtatious style seeks attention helps Astrid remain patient to face Astrid to him.
Doctor Egwin does not want to lose, the reason for carrying the name Allendra, whereas other means do not want to miss to see Afrinda as well actually. Sitting beside Afrinda smiled gently, how happy she was. Intentionally, the person in the clown costume gets hotter. Let's just hope the other rival doesn't come, Ardan the snot boy.
"EVERYTHING IS READY! JELITA'S ENTOURAGE HAS ENTERED THE HALLWAY!" Afrinda instructs from the connected microphone of the bluetoth speaker.
In the car Jelita noticed the surrounding, the house was closed deserted. Putting on a pouty face, again like something he was looking for but he did not understand his feelings.
He was waiting for him like going to a party, but he just wanted to go home just came home from the hospital. Not asking for more he complied.
Grandfather Mang Leo lifted his body sitting in a wheelchair, unconcerned by the temptation given to him.
"Help oma open the door, yes" he said.
Jelita only pushes as much as possible, still the oma that turns the hinge. Until the inside exclamation shocked him.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JELYY!"
Colorful sprinkles of paper sprinkled with his wheelchair, the sound of trumpets enlivened the atmosphere, birthday singing accompanies, and, the clown emerging from the middle of the room came while clapping his arms jump and jump makes Jelita smile funny.
Gharda grew excited thanks to that smile, out of nowhere so that she could successfully perform a magic trick of turning one sheet of tissue into a rose given to Jelly. "Happy birthday sweet boy," he said and again managed to imitate the voice of others.
"There's one more gift from me. Jelly still want to?"
"Big-ih, Om!" Hearing the word gift, enthusiastic tried to tighten so that his throat would be invited to work together.
Gharda was silent for a moment as her brain turned focus began to do the trick of closing both hands and slightly chasing the second until a tiny framed Jelita photo toy keychain appeared above her palm.
"Beautiful!" pekiknya joy. Slowly his voice began to improve.
Gharda stroked Jelita's head to look at her deeply, holding back her tears with all her might.
Jelita's next event is in front of her birthday table, number 6 candles according to her age. Somehow he continued to pull the clown om along standing next to him, besides there was his oma as well.
Before the candle-blown event began, Jelly stared around her in search of something. His father does not exist. Don't cry, the clown takes his sad mind off.
Then pointing her tiny finger asked Miss Frind to join her.
Afrinda was surprised, Ticha and Astrid whistling teased her to quickly approach the table.
Mrs Syeni co-pumped the shift aside letting Gharda and Afrinda stand right at Jelita in their midst.
Ticha takes over the microphone, inviting the singing start of the birthday opening song. Before blowing the candle all became quiet for Jelly betdoa first.
It should pray in the heart, but its tiny lips play a role in bringing sound into the microfin.
"Jelly wants Miss Frind to be my mom."
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