My Angel Baby's
We Meet Again

...The MAB by VizcaVida...

...|10. Meet With Hutama| Family...

...Happy reading...

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Twenty-five years of living in the world, this is the first time Angel felt her knee bone wriggle like it was about to break. This was the first time her body felt as limp as Jelly. Plus Louis said, if they will not be long again until the residence of the Hutama family, make Angel's heart pump more blood and make him dizzy and nauseous suddenly uncontrolled.

With watery eyes wanting to cry, Angel stared at the bag of cake ingredients that he had bought the other day after returning from the office, though he was sure that if Louis' mother must have prepared everything without having to bring it, he still had to bring it just in case. Or, should he wear what he brings later?

Angel is only afraid if the materials provided by his mother Louis is too expensive and later can even impact on the results. He is afraid of failure and humiliating himself, that is the purpose of bringing everything himself. Personal preparation is better than later regret and shame. Anticipation, so Angel thought.

“Nah, it's our home.” Louis said, reaching out with a white hand and wrapped around a luxurious A watch. Lange & Sohne pointed to one of the buildings. As it turned out, Louis in casual clothes was much more and more handsome than Angel had expected. T-shirt black press body, and Jeans shorts limited to the knee, as well as sports shoes with a tick logo that makes the perfect appearance, had made Angel melting.

From a distance not too far away, Angel could see how magnificent and luxurious their home was. He felt dwarfed and unworthy to be among the likes of Hutama's family.

Angel's head is getting dizzy. He moved with his feet and saved the best clothes he had and was using today to meet the Louis family. Not introduced to his parents let alone a proposal, but it felt more frightening than those two things to the point that Angel's palms were sweating.

“Not to be nervous. My mom is like everyone else. Just my mommy, her face is a little sloppy. No need to think too much about.”

I swear, Angel is nauseous and wants to throw up her nervous crotch.

“Home there was also my sister-in-law and niece who came. So the atmosphere must be fun. Trust me the same. They're all good, really. Especially Stefy, he's a very welcome person.”

Angel should be relieved to hear that. But the nervousness is still there and looks real. Maybe Louis also saw nervousness in the look on Angel's face.

Arriving at the gate that opened automatically, Louis drove slowly his car entered the yard of the house which is wider than the heritage rice fields that Angel's grandmother gave to his mother in Surabaya there. Angel's eyes began to twitch, but all the sense of it seemed to disappear when his palm felt gently grasped, and the person who did that was Louis.

“Take it easy, focus. If it fails, it is natural kok.”

Angel nodded doubtfully, then pulled his hand because it was in Louis's hand could make him even more want to faint because the man's skin continued to touch the surface of his skin.

“Yuk down.”

He according. Take off the seatbelt then pull the car door hook then go down and follow Louis who was already in the courtyard of the house based on shiny marble that is classy and of course certainly expensive.

As her steps made it through the doorway with Louis shouting that if she had come, Angel could see a family photo of six people in the same dress and happy smiles with different generations, clearly emblazoned welcome his sense of sight under a religious emblem of considerable size. Angel was secretly grateful that she and Louis were the same.

Not long after, a very beautiful little girl no more than the knees of an adult, full-cheeked, lustrous and bushy black-haired, ran over to Louis while calling him, “Uncle . . . ”

Ah, it turns out this is the little girl who was photographed. Been big.

“Princess his Uncle.” said Louis while reflecting the body of the little girl in his carrier.

“It, who?” tanya Rere pointed at Angel.

“Oh, this is Uncle's friend. Her name is Auntie Angel. Gih.” greetings

It's like doing a family simulation. Inner Angel.

It didn't take long, the little girl smiled at Angel while waving her hand. “Hai auntie.”

“Oh hai—”

“Rebecca.” says Louis whispered a little to Angel.

“Hai Rebecca.”

“Auntie beautiful, kayak barbie.” said Rebecca made Angel hold a smile until her face reddened. Is she really that beautiful?

“Asyik...” cried Rebecca while clapping and laughing cheerfully.

Louis's move towards the living room where family members were gathering. Angel's heart was like wanting to plunge to the bottom of the stomach when he saw the family staring at his presence simultaneously. From this he could clearly see the face of Mr. Hutama, Madam Hutama, elder brother Louis he had never seen before, also brother-in-law Louis who turned out to be much more beautiful original than in the picture frame that had looked beautiful. What an atmosphere that Angel had never imagined before.

“Mam, this is Angel.” exclaimed Louis introduced Angel to his mother who asked the girl to take the time to be his private tutor making a cake today.

“Oh, hi Angel. Sorry to trouble you.” Jenita said with a smile and stood up from her seat to greet Angel. “I'm Jenita, her mama Louis.” continued the middle-aged obedient freelancer as she reached out to Angel.

“I Angel.” replied Angel was already at the peak point of nervousness that made her palms tremble.

“Call me aunty just to be familiar.” pinta Jenita who makes Angel more misbehavior. I said, it is impossible. Inner Angel began to build a defense so that he was not too big the head had managed to enter into a large and influential family in the world of television and also this country. Angel hesitated in response. “Well, if this is my daughter-in-law, wife of Robert, her brother-in-law Louis who will come to make the same cake we.”

The dimpled woman with an oriental face smiled warmly at Angel, then reached out to begin the introduction. “Hai, Ngel. Call me Stefy just let me be familiar.”

“Ah, yes Stefy. Just call me Angel.”

“Well, that one, Robert, Louis's brother. And that one, my husband Hutama Pratama, his father Louis.”

Hearing the name, Angel suddenly shook her heart. There was a sense of pride in being able to see and be close to the nearly seventy-year-old man in front of him.

“Hai, Angel.” greet Robert cheerfully. While Hutama just nodded his head with a knot full smile authoritatively.

Duh, it feels like it will be made a family member only.

“Ah, greetings from my brother Robert, Om Hutama.” greet Angel while bending fifteen degrees. Angel's manners like this have succeeded in attracting Jenita's love for the girl. Especially when accidentally, Jenita's eyes caught a pendant in the form of a religious symbol similar to them hanging on a necclase worn by Angel, Jenita's heart which is usually stiff when she used to see Caca, now move gently accept Angel. Yeah, looks like this is the girl he wants to be Louis's best friend. He just needs to figure out the origin of the family and how Angel can have such a big-billion-dollar face. Jenita believes, one of the two parents Angel is not a native Indonesian.

If Rebecca inherits a blend of Robert's handsome face from Hutama's genes and Stefany's oriental face with her squinty eyes. Surely later if Louis managed to unite with this girl, his granddaughter would have been as cute-faced as her mother. It would be nice to have a granddaughter with a bule face. And Jenita had thought too far when she only knew Angel for the first time today.

“Ah, here I bring the cake material that we can use later, tan—te,” said Angel was nervous when calling the word Aunt and was looked at curiously by the figure of Jenita who was still busy by her soaring thoughts imagining the future of Louis.

“It's Okey. No need to be nervous. Call me as I mentioned earlier, okay.” said Jenita full of happy smiles. His heart is in a good mood phase.

Stefany smiled to see her mother-in-law happy. It is important if this family member will increase in the near future.

“Actually I have prepared some cake ingredients for us to use later. But since you brought it all the way for us, yes already use it.”

Angel breathed a sigh of relief as it turned out that Louis' speech was correct. Jenita's not really as old as she seems. Only his face looks like that, and maybe that's what makes him always respected by all employees who work under the hands of Hutama.

“We start now?” jenita asked impatiently. He was very enthusiastic because he was sure that he would succeed in making the cake this time.

Angel nodded and immediately received an embrace from Stefany, Louis's excellent sister-in-law.

“Alright, guys, wait here. Look at your success this time. You will not be able to insult mama with a burnt and bitter meal.”

Angel held down *******smile on her lips. He then saw the reaction of the men there who were staring flat with a smile, and the beautiful little guy who was in Louis's sling had gone down and ran towards the kitchen.

Louis looked at Angel with support. “Semangat.” he said whispering with a fist he fists in the air and a small embedding of an encouraging smile.

Angel nodded silently and began to follow Stefany's steps towards the kitchen. There, Rebecca had climbed up and sat on the kitchen counter chair holding the dough and wearing an apron.

Not much different, mama Louis is also complete with tools warnya make a cake with Angel. The woman held out an apron to Stefany and Angel in turn. Then, with a non-fading smile on her lips, Jenita said.

“OK. We have to start where.” []

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