My ex-Ipar Candidate
Um, Artist Kan?
"Artist right?"
"No, it's similar."
Jelita was worried about him, while this creature was still busy building a sand castle with a shape not much different from the patrick house.
Less happy childhood? Not really, Randy was very happy when he was a kid. Achieving goals at a young age is the most beautiful thing he gives to both parents.
"Oh really, um Artist."
"Not really, I'm a fisherman here, but it's a holiday."
"Didih, since when do fishermen have a holiday Om?"
The little girl stared fixedly at Randy who ignored him the least. Even without thinking twice, Randy turned around and chose to turn his back on them in an instant.
"Huge snob, Om that's his back is charred, pack sunblock so."
"Basan kinky, whose son are you ha?"
"Mama dong's son, Om's childhood."
True also the answer, the little girl's spontaneous answer made her laugh. It's as easy as that Randy feels funny, even the one who says it doesn't laugh at all, and he can't even stop.
"Well, you could answer."
Randy took off his sunglasses, the beautiful black bead looked sincerely at the little girl in front of him. Still looking so young, maybe some people wouldn't believe it if the man was 42.
"Now you're asking, why play it yourself?" randy asked seriously while looking around. Looks lonely and there is no shadow that this girl went with her family.
"Because there is no meeting, Om, Mama equally Papa does not know where, this is also in search."
Whats? Randy gawks, so the boy is separated from his parents. At such a small age, he seemed calm. If other children might cry out loud.
"Sama Om first want to? Om help you find Mama same Papa yes," said Randy as if ready if you have to bother until night.
"Yes, same artist as you used to."
"Om not this goddamn artist of yours," said Randy pasted his index finger on his lips.
He didn't mash Randy's words, without the little girl's command sitting in the sand mimicking Randy's position. The water that sometimes greeted him made the girl scream with excitement.
"Aaaaaaaahhhh Om my hair got wet," he lamented when he realized his long hair was wet.
Randy pulled the corner of his lips, for some reason his heart was so receptive to the presence of the owner of the blonde hair. With the care and skill he had with the girl's long hair he now tied her with his black bracelet.
"And pretty, you're not afraid of black around the beach, pack this shirt?" asked Randy who was curious because the clothes of the little boy was very short.
"The name of the beach, Om. .. if I wear pajamas means I want to sleep."
"Welloooo!! Yes, too." Randy shook his head slowly, the boy's answer completely shuffled his stomach.
Randy didn't let the girl out of his sight. A few years ago he also felt this way with his daughter, Caterine. The man smiled so deeply, he missed the boy again and again.
"What are you doing?" randy asked now to focus on the sand castle that the little girl was building.
"Stana for Mama," he said showing his neat teeth.
"Your mom ... beautiful huh?"
"Well, Om. .. if the handsome is Papa."
Aarrrrgggh, that kid is too adorable for him. How curious Randy is about the mother figure of the child.
"Udah so, Om!! Good, right, Om?"
"Yes, that's great."
"Hm, can you ask?" Randy distracts the boy, and his manners always stare when Randy asks him to talk.
"What?"
"Whose name?"
Randy propped up his chin, his hair that began to be long a little messy and actually made Randy look more handsome.
"Aruni," he answered briefly then returned with his activities.
"The full dong, the time so doang."
"Arunika Wiratmaja," he added was as short as the first answer.
"Beauty her name" said Randy still amazed to hear the girl's name.
"How much money?"
"Eight years, how old is he?" he asked back and made Randy shut up.
"Aru-ni-ka," said Randy spelling out the girl's name, trying to shift Aruni's questions to her.
It is beautiful, just like the face of Aruni who was even very beautiful from an early age. And so wicked is the thought of Randy who hopes that the child has not met his parents until a while longer.
"Om, cold."
Her heart felt warm when Arunika complained with her face. The beach breeze finally made him cold, Randy clenched his hand and invited him to leave the place.
"We wait for your mom there, they'll worry."
"Yes, Om ... Aruni was also thirsty, Om he did not want me to drink."
"Om forgetting, you should have loved the sea water." He joked, how dare the child make him sad because Gian's speech seemed to disappear just like that. Soon, the presence of Aruni became Randy's drug.
"Arunny!!!!!"
The cry was clearly heard from a few meters ahead. Randy stops the move but Aruni's hand is getting tighter. If it had to be this fast, he would not have been willing.
"Mama?!!!"
"Well, wait," said Randy when Aruni tried to run away and let go of Randy's hand, his heart was stunned when the grip was released because it was weak once he looked at the woman who approached the child.
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