Love of the Substitute Mother
Love Mother Substitute 17

A week passed quickly, during this week also Dania was still sleeping in Cilla's room. Dania always reasoned, that Cilla asked him to accompany her to sleep. And this morning, Dania returned to her routine as Pram's secretary. After first taking care of Cilla, Dania left in her car.

Upon arrival at the multi-storey building, Dania went straight to the floor where she worked. A lot of work was delayed, and today, Pram is not coming to the company, because his company is facing a problem that requires Pram to be present there.

Dania works as usual, and prepares all important files to be signed by Pram later. All Dania has kept neatly on the Pram desk. Before long, Mr. Sandi who was a confidant of Mr. Sofyan first, came to meet Dania.

" Dania, is Mr. Pram not present today?"

" I don't know, sir. I have not been able to contact Mr. Pram. The phone's off."

Before long, the Shop came along with Pram, the two men seemed to have a serious conversation.

" All right, I'll help. But sometimes I ask you to be present too. There's no way I'm holding on to the company at once."

" Thank you. Now I'm a little more calm."

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Days passed, now Riko now holds the position as leader, and Pram occasionally attended there. Dania is now Riko's personal assistant.

" Ko, why should he be Lo's assistant?"

Pram protest when he found out that now Dania was his personal assistant. Riko frowned looking at Pram's objection face.

" Look, not wrong. She's Lo's wife, so I can be more comfortable. You know, I don't trust people easily."

Riko said as she continued to pay attention to the sheet by sheet of paper before her.

" but-"

Uncompleted Pram spoke, it appears that Dania entered and remembered that Riko will be meeting this afternoon. Riko went with Dania. While Pram staring did not like to see the scene.

Eight o'clock in the night, Dania hasn't come home yet. Even Madam Fatma seemed to occasionally look out of the window. Pram who sat in the living room, occasionally glanced at his mama who looked unsettled.

" Mommy why sich? Wait what?"

Madame Fatma looked towards Pram and snorted.

" Nunggu Dania's. At this hour I have not come home. You are also strange, instead of worrying even playing hp aja from earlier. You call kek, did you ask the cake office."

" Let it go, Mi. It's big too."

Said Pram cuek, then stepped away to his room. Madam Fatma only sighed seeing her son's reaction. Before long, Pram was seen coming out of his room wearing a jacket, carrying a car key and his cellphone.

" You want to go find Dania, Pram?"

The question from his mother succeeded in making Pram stop his steps. Pram.

" And then..."

" Sea car broke down, Mi. So Pram wants to pick him up. Yes, yes, Mi. Pram the way first, fearing the Sea over and over again waiting."

Pram passed from in front of his mother. Not even a call from his mother was ignored. Cilla who had been waiting for Dania also looked down along with Mbok Sri.

" Cilla isn't bobo yet, honey?"

" Want aunt, Ma."

Cilla replied with her typical little boy. Madame Fatma also stroked Cilla's hair. And sat him on his lap. They are with Mbok Sri waiting for the return of Dania.

Thirty minutes later, a car stopped in the courtyard of the mansion. They all stood at the door to greet the owner of the car.

" Good night, my beautiful aunt."

Riko greeted first, and managed to get a punch on his arm.

" Why do we make Aunt's daughter-in-law overtime, huh? Want your aunt jewel, huh?"

Said Mrs Fatma and immediately grabbed Riko's ear. Riko was grimacing.

" You believe him. Mother.mom.I am not your mother. I am, Mami.mami Dania..."

He said in a slightly raised voice. Dania looked down at her face. While Riko was smiling looking at her Tante saying that.

" Oma.don't get angry with Ante again. Later ante cry, Oma."

Madame Fatma nosed her nose.

" Not Auntie, honey. But Mommy. Cilla remembers. Now Aunt Dania is Cilla's Mother."

Cilla smiled displaying a row of her white teeth.

" Mother.."

Madam Fatma nodded, while Dania looked at a puzzled look. Lady Fatma hugged Dania.

" Yes, now you are Cilla's mother. And this is your Mama. Don't call mom, mom again. Because for your mom and Pram it's the same. Same with mom."

Say Mrs Fatma and embrace Dania. Dania shed her tears. So is Mrs Fatma.

" Mommy wants to, you think of your mom as your real mother. Whatever you feel, you can share with mom."

Then Dania nodded, and they both went into the house. Seeing that there was no Pram, Riko asked. But his answer made Dania look the other way. Riko who saw a different expression with Dania immediately felt bad. Before long, Dania went straight to her room first, while being Cilla's nanny.

But how surprised he was, when he found his room was empty. His stuff wasn't there. Then Dania rushed out of her room.

"Darling, my mother forgot, your stuff is done, everything is in Pram's room. Starting tonight, you sleep in Pram's room."

" But Mom, uh..Mi.."

" Pram knows, and he doesn't mind. Now you clean up, and have dinner. Mami has asked Mbak Ratih to prepare food."

" Thank you, Mi."

" Yes, honey. Want mami to eat?"

" It's okay, Mi. Mami rest aja. Dani's okay."

Dania went to Pram's room. A king-size bed with gray sheets adorned the bed. A large photograph hung above the head of the bed. Dania was stunned to see the photo.

Pram smiled and the smiling woman appeared to decorate the faces of the couple. In some parts on the side of the room, there are several photos of beautiful women with protruding bellies. As well as Pram's photo with Reyhan, they were on the women's side, and what Dania now knows is Sabina and Chelsea.

Dania was standing in front of the closet door, awkward and nervous to hit her, because Dania did not see her suitcase located there. That's what makes Dania ventured to open Pram's wardrobe. Dania saw that her clothes had been arranged there.

Dania picked up a pair of pajamas, then rushed into the bathroom, and cleaned herself up. Fifteen minutes, Dania was there, when she opened the bathroom door, and she was surprised to see Pram sitting on the sofa in the room.

" I'm sorry, Sir. But-"

" We just shared a room. Don't take it too much."

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