Love of the Substitute Mother
Love Mother Substitute 03

Dania started typing some documents. But again the sound of Cilla's cry disturbed her. Mr. Sofyan who heard her sighed.

" Why can't they be a bitch, take care of one kid, they're a drunk."

Mumbled Mr. Sofyan who can still be heard by Dania. Mr. Sofyan seemed to rise from his seat, and walked out of the room. There was the voice of Mr. Sofyan in the other room.

" What's wrong, why can't you just shut it down."

Mr. Sofyan seemed to raise the volume of his voice. Dania immediately rose from her seat, considering the condition of Mr. Sofyan who was not well was right. Yesterday Reyhan said, Mr. Sofyan's blood pressure is high. And right now Mr. Sofyan is in a state of emotion seeing that none of his domestic assistants cannot calm his granddaughter down.

Dania saw the anger of Mr. Sofyan. Mbok Sri who is usually able to calm Cilla also looks down.

" I'm sorry, Sir. Please take care of your emotions. Dr. Reyhan said your blood pressure was high."

Dania tried to remind me. While Mrs Fatma is still trying to persuade Cilla. Papa Cilla, Pram carries him but Cilla also rebels. Seeing it all, Dania ventured to ask Cilla from Pram's sling.

Dania caressed Cilla's back. Cilla looked towards Dania with a face full of tears, and eyes that were beginning to swell. Dania spread her hands to Cilla. No one expected, Cilla calmed down a little, then spread her arms towards Dania. Dania was holding Cilla. Cilla's face was in the recess of Dania's neck. The boy who saw the scene turned his face away.

" Cup.cup..good boy, pretty boy. Don't cry. Cilla son of Sholehah, can't cry."

Dania caressed Cilla's back. While shaking his body. Dania continued to caress, and occasionally patted her delicate back. Cilla's face was still in the recess of Dania's neck. Cilla's hand was holding Dania's neck tightly. Cilla's crying voice was already inaudible. Only a hiccuping sound still adorned his lips.

Dania still continues to caress Cilla. Once in a sense of calm Cilla, now Dania sat on the edge of Cilla's bed. Dania held Cilla down, and wiped her face from the tears with a tissue. Madam Fatma who kept watching the scene, involuntarily shed tears.

"Where is Cilla, Mbok?"

Mbok Sri who realized his name was called immediately, made milk for Cilla. Dania received the milk, before giving it to Cilla, Dania dripped a little on the back of her hand. Trying to feel the appropriate temperature.

Dania still holds Cilla, and gives her a bottle of milk. The other assistants had already walked out of Cilla's room. Now there is only Pram, Nyonya Fatma, and Mr. Sofyan. Even Mbok Sri was not there.

Dania painstakingly rubbed Cilla's head. And let the little boy drink the milk of his lap. Cilla enjoyed the milk quietly. A bottle of milk has run out, now Cilla's vision looks cute. It was likely that the boy was already full and tired from crying.

Dania was holding Cilla. Even casually, Dania picked up a cloth to hold Cilla. Madame Fatma who saw Dania a little difficulty when going to hook the cloth on her back helped Dania.

Dania put Cilla to sleep, Dania's body occasionally swayed to make Cilla more sleepy. Dania's free hand patted the girl's ass. And one of his hands held Cilla's head up.

The sight made Mr. Sofyan realize, that Cilla needed the figure of a mother. Lady Fatma and Mr. Sofyan came out of Cilla's room. Pram also came out of the room. There was only Dania and Cilla in the room. Dania still occasionally rubbed Cilla's head. Then clean his face that looks sweaty.

They're all sitting in Mr. Sofyan's study. No one spoke, everyone remained silent. The files are still on the table where Dania was.

Before long, the workspace was open again. Dania came in, and nodded respectfully.

" Non Dania's asleep, Mom. There is currently Mbok Sri who accompanies."

Said Dania, still in a standing position near the door.

" Thank you, Dani."

In the past, Pram was a warm figure. Dania had worked with Pram for two years before Mr. Sofyan returned to hold the company.

Pram went into Cilla's room. Look at Cilla's sleeping face. The sinless face that is currently the encouragement of his life. Pram once ignored Cilla when Sabina, his wife had just died. Pram feels like he failed to be the husband who can take care of his wife. Death is God's secret.

Mbok Sri who saw Pram, went straight out of the room but did not leave Cilla and Pram. Mbok Sri just went out of the room, and sat not far from the room. Because he was afraid, when Cilla needed him, he was not there.

Pram stroked his hair and kissed Cilla's cheek. Her tears were dripping but fast in the ca. He didn't want Cilla to wake up from her sleep.

" I'm sorry, dear. Papa can't be a good Papa and Husband to you and your Mama."

While in the next room, Dania was continuing to work on her tasks. Because it was too busy, Dania forgot to eat breakfast. Mr. Sofyan who saw a paper bag on the chair immediately looked towards Dania.

"Nia, that's what?"

Dania who felt asked followed the direction of Mr. Sofyan's eyes.

" I'm sorry, Sir. That's my breakfast. I brought it."

Old Sofyan sighed. Then look towards Dania.

" Nia, you've been considered like family. Why should I hesitate. Now you eat. I'll ask them to rewind the meeting time. So that you can have breakfast and work on these files carefully."

Dania nodded small. Then take the paper bag out. Dania wanted to go down to the dining room, but before she got to the stairs. Dania saw a very sweet sight.

Cilla, who is currently asleep, was seen in her hair by Pram. While occasionally Pram kissed Cilla's cheek.

Dania went down the stairs, then sat down at the dining table where Mr. Sofyan's house assistants gathered.

" Loh, Brother Dani is eating it here. Ma'am can use the dining table where mister and mistress eat, ma'am."

Said Mbok Sri who came with a cup of warm tea and a slice of sandwich.

"No need to go. We are the same. Who's that for, Mbok?"

Dania asked as she chewed on her homemade fried rice.

" For Den Pram, Ma'am. Kasian belom breakfast from the morning. Because Non Cilla's fussing keeps on."

Dania rounded her lips. Then Dania also offered the fried rice to Mbok Sri.

" Oiya, this Mbok Dani brought fried rice. Let's go eat together. Dani forgot the nawarin.he.he.he.."

" Thank you, Ma'am. But Mbok just had breakfast. Ma'am Dani ate a lot, Mbok see, mbak kurusan from the last one came."