Love Choices Mas Duda
Small Attention

"Jelita, haven't you eaten yet, baby?" Oma Syeni grabbed her grandson's plate and began to feed Jelita. Jelita's mouth was tightly closed rejecting her oman feed.

"What's this, baby?"

"Oma, what time is he coming home?"

That question again. Spontaneous Lady Syeni put Jelita's dinner plate, cupped her grandson's cheeks face to face. "You want to be bribed, huh?"

Jelita nodded.

Just being able to sigh, from home after playing from the mall with Afrinda indeed Jelita turned moody when she got home. This little girl's bead kept looking into the corner of the room and occasionally peeked out of the window gap waiting for her father's return.

Unable to be forced to eat, Jelita finally climbed the stairs into the room on an empty stomach.

Lady Syeni decided to sit in the living room, until 22:15 she was willing to wait for her son to come home. So this was how her son had behaved towards Jelita all this time.

"Mah." Mah." Gharda was surprised to find her mother sitting asleep on the living room sofa. But he just stood up without any intention of approaching.

Madam Syeni smiled warmly. "Sorry, just talk. Jelita hasn't eaten yet, she said she wants to be fed to you. Can ma-"

"Well, Gharda's tired too." Gharda cut off his mama's words.

Without answering anything else Gharda left her mother.

After arriving in her room, Gharda took off her tie already sultry, staring at her reflection in the mirror and for some reason suddenly the image of Jelita's face appeared in her memory.

Jelita hasn't eaten. Looking at her watch hand, Gharda washed her face briefly walking to Jelita's room which was next to her room.

Opening the door slowly so that the sound of his squeaking did not bother, Jelita was asleep. In the room there is also a photo of Araz smiling in large size on the wall of the room with a soft yellow paint. Looking at the photo, rubbing the end of the frame. "What's really going on? I'm sorry, Araz," he murmured.

Jelita still sleeps in a blanket that does not cover her entire body, her mouth slightly open making her look even more adorable, but why even sleep her hair is still tied? And there were traces of tears at the end of her eyes, as sad as that was Jelits' affection for her? Inner Gharda asked.

Sitting rubbing Jelita's head stared meaningfully, guilt seething in her heart for now. This little boy actually does not know anything if this is not his biological child, but why Araz's face should dominate Jelita's face and this is what makes him even more disliked Jelita. Ahk! Gharda brushed off his mouth rubbing his face rough.

Quiet for a while and then again pay attention to Jelita's face, following her heart to release the ties of Jelita's hair carefully then justify the position of Jelita's bedding covering Jelita's body with a blanket. It just so happens that the rain out there is supportive to warm her body. Down and down make one glass of warm milk into a special mini-sized thermos warmers, filing a light snack into the lunch box and bringing it into Jelita's room. Putting it on the nightstand, if Jelita woke up in the middle of the night no need to go down the stairs again to look for food because Gharda had obeyed her heart to pay a little attention.

Actually last night Gharda came home late because of dinner with Tiffanny, fortunately their quarrel was over.

The sound of the door closing, Jelita opened her eyes. He cheerfully jumped up to devour the food his father had prepared, while chewing not forgetting his sweet smile. This isn't a dream?

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