Mist of Love
Chapter.116.IT WAS LITTLE VIRA

Ratna continued to cry and plead but Hendrato who was already very upset and exhausted of patience is now no longer silent, his determination to divorce Ratna his wife has been unanimous.

"You're really selfish pa..!" you want the inheritance of the late grandfather, you control yourself, you're like a family treasure robber" exclaimed Ratna in flames,now she would no longer beg and kneel for mercy from her husband.

"What's? you said I was a robber, ha ..ha.ha ..!try asking yourself as well as your beloved Grandmother, why her inheritance is overflowing all to me, why they entrust to strangers like me, don't you know better the reason is you guys, I've been patient enough to face you, your activities are just fun and spend money, you know, without wanting to know and learn how to develop a business to continue to progress and develop, now you ask about the inheritance, if not for me who maintain everything is definitely destroyed and ended your grandfather's company,"

"I, indeed, can not develop a business, but at least return my grandfather's inheritance to me, because you and I will become strangers, so it is inappropriate if you still want to have our inheritance, because you and I will be strangers, after all, the treasure is also for the future of my son who is also your son right?"

"You, don't worry, I'm not the greedy type of man like you, even willing to poison to take over the inheritance, the family,"

"What, what are you talking about..! I don't understand your max,"

"Right, or you're pretending, if it wasn't for your grandfather's kindness it would have been you and your Grandma ended up in jail."

Ratna never thought if it turns out her husband knows a lot about his personal secrets.

"Don't just accuse, if you just want to cover up the accusations of family robbers, you're the family property robber pa,"

"Whatever, your clear accusation of divorce is imminent, be prepared to be a vagrant woman, for I will not give you any inheritance, since I have all these treasures in the name of your son, before he was 18, no one can disturb or use them, there is an attractive offer for you, so you don't become a bum, this house you can take as you please and if you want you can work at my place so you can have money, remember? you can't sell this house, have a good day, so please you're happy my ex-wife,"

Hendrato stepped away with his suitcase and some clothes, but before his footsteps reached the door, Hendrato turned his head back and gave a long-distance kiss with a smile on his lips.

"Emuaahh, goodbye my wife see you again in court, remember if you have bad intentions to harm me and if I die then the family inheritance automatically falls on the foster beach."

"Fuck you pa...!"

Ratna threw all the objects nearby towards Hendrato who was smiling Slanted at her.

By driving a private car Hendrato went to leave the magnificent House that had been his residence, which had been, he went to an apartment that was not too big for a while because after that Hendrato was abroad to meet his old friend who had not been seen for a long time.

*****

The wind blows hard, hit the leaves that are blooming, the drops of dew drops are still clearly visible, the circles of clear circles that fall on the leaves indicate the day is still very early.

With a definite step and as if to rush Seila to go to the kitchen, Seila's arrival to the kitchen suddenly especially the morning still makes the Aunt surprised and feel strange.

"Non, Seila is awake!

"Yes, Bik,"

"What, Non Seila, needs something, just tumben to the kitchen."

Seila smiled kindly hearing this question.

"Basak, just to the kitchen can't Bik,'

"Yes, I may Non but it's kind of weird that way,"

"I, want to make fried rice for Bima Brother,"

"What's?

"Hey...! why is Bibik glaring so much like seeing a ghost,"

"Anu, Non, did Bibik not hear wrong? what really Non Seila want masakin for Den Bima,"

"Yes, really Bik, cook a lie,"

"Well..!surely Den Bima was very happy, Bibik became envious," he said with a small chuckle.

"Bibik wants to, too,"

"Heeeeeee..iya, but it's not Non Seila for Den Bima buaz only,"

"Calm down, I'll make fried rice for Kak Bima and Bik Inah too,"

"Which, really, Non!"

"Yes, really," said Seila smiling.

"Thanks, Non, I can't wait to taste Non Seila's cuisine,"

"Yes, have patience dong,"

Seila prepared everything she needed to cook, when Seila sliced a tomato suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying.

"Oeeek...keeeeek....oeeeeek!

"In a moment, yes, Non like his Non Vira wakes up,"

"Yes, Bik,"

The Bibik went into the room and came out with a little Vira, but the sound of Vira's crying did not stop, Bibik who tried to calm her still did not make little Vira stop crying, she said, make Seila stop her activities.

"Not to know Non, this is strange ngak usually Mon Vira fussy like this, I've given milk is also still nanggis."

"Yes, I tried the fat one,"

Seila washed her hands cleanly then spread out her hands.

"Here, what a pretty boy wants in my mom's cradle, hey he wants a bik, look at his hand directed at me,"

"Well, yes, Non, apparently she wants to be carried by her mother,"

"Eh, the crying printer has also arrived silent,"

Bima who was disturbed by the sound of Vira's dagger immediately came down and when she saw Vira carried Seila Bima smiled happily.

'Well, Vira's a mama's son, his cry became silent,"lantuk Bima

"Yes, same tumben Bik thisah, ngak want sis,"

"Non Vira, it's the same now Bibik again yes mama want to cook tuh,"

Bik thisah immediately took Vira from Seila's sling but again Vira cried with her tiny hands holding Seila's clothes.

"Oeeek...hk...oeeeeek!

"Lha looks like Non Vira won't,"

"Yes, no, Bik, just let me cook it first,"

"Honey, it fits,"

"Apaan, oh brother,"

"Actually Vira is beautiful and suitable to be our biological child her nose looks like you love very sharp, just the skin that makes people know Vira is not our biological child, her skin is very black," bima said while chuckling.

"Kan, the real papa Negro Kak is clearly black, if turned white is no longer the son of Negro dong,"

"Darling, we're just trying to make the skin white like us,"

"Don't, his mother's enthused,"

"He.he.he.iya, black is not papa Vira so black is sweet,"

"Aduuuuhhhh, Bima's sick sister please, Vira pulled my hair, owwh,"

"Don't, in the pull of her hair dear mama is sick, kasian if mama is crying,"

"That's not Non Seila's hairdresser, but she wants Non Seila's hairpin,"

'Oh, you want a clamp with a mama, for a second,"

"Sister, quickly get the narrower in the room,"

Bima sprinted to the upper room and found some clamp accessories in the grab one then handed it to Seila,"

"Well, I've, baby take off my mama's brace, here's your new one, papa get it,"

Little Vira looked at the clamp Seila gave her but then she threw it away and returned the small hand pulled Seila's hair pull that had a clamp there.

"She, don't want that one, apparently the one that Vira is using this, let's take it, please take it, the pain is in the pull continues,"

" Yes, patient love,"

Bima gently released the clamp that was used by Seila and given to Vira.

"You, who's got this mama ?"

Vira quickly grabbed the clamp that Bima gave and with a funny movement of her hand holding the clamp then put it on her curly hair.

"Hey..!Vira want what?want to wear a mommy clamp yes," asked Seila with a smile.

"Here..! Let papa help you,"

With painstaking Bima put a brace on Vira's frizzy hair.

"Well, it's been a pretty kid papa cup ah,"

Bima gives kisses to the right and left cheeks of Vira.

With a funny hand gesture Vira clapped her hands in pleasure, making Bima, Seila and Bik inah laugh.