MY FACE IS NOT AS BEAUTIFUL AS MY HEART
THE EPS 7

Off pov arkana

“ Pak arkana do you need a parent counseling session first ? ”

The woman who asked the man.

“ Leave me with this mother and I will contact you later with the result. !!”

While looking at me .

“ Alright pack arkana I will meet our other clients, then I

excuse me first “ While leaving me and pack arkana which currently continues

looking at me non-stop. I felt uncomfortable for his sight.

“ Please tell me about the little boy you met as well as the same color of his eyes

exactly like me…? ”

Saying that by looking at me and comforting her sitting position .

“ You mean aiko? ” him

answer with a nod.

“ But if I may know you know the child or how…? ”

I asked while squinting my eyes at him.

“ That child is my son whom I have long avoided due to the compulsion of matchmaking

with his mother.”

Answer it with a wistful and glassy eyes.

“ Alright I will tell her even though it is forbidden and sworn to

don't tell the patient's condition to anyone, because you're the father

the birth then I'll say it.”

FLAHS BACK AIKO……

The little boy whined to ask for milk, With a weak voice enduring the pain of the burns he had already dealt. I heard the cry of the baby who was holding back the pain. I wanted to look at her and calm her down, because I was used to baby crying when I took care of my sister's child.

I peeked at the gap of the curtains that closed the little boy, I saw him alone and cried looking

asi. I approached the little boy and patted the baby's buttocks, humming me blowing a niup, the little boy opened his eyes .

And when the baby opened his eyes, like the dejavu that hit my chest and the recesses of my humanity, I shed tears and saw the beautiful color of her eyes and made anyone fall in love with this baby. After a while an elderly mother entered the recovery room after the operation and the old mother said

“ this child is a baby of my employer, because of the selfishness of everyone and attach importance to their lives without

thinking of this baby needs love and attention”.

I kept listening to the old mother tell me about this baby's heartache, I'm sick of rich people

always put forward the material and make the name of humanity even though it is his own flesh and blood.

So from then on I always visited the baby in the baby's nose, I really love this baby. I do

 AIKO DANISH FLAHSBACK……

The little boy whined to ask for milk, With a weak voice enduring the pain of the burns he had already dealt. I heard the cry of the baby who was holding back the pain. I wanted to look at her and calm her down, because I was used to baby crying when I took care of my sister's child.

I peeked at the gap of the curtains that closed the little boy, I saw him alone and cried looking

asi. I approached the little boy and patted the baby's buttocks, humming me blowing a niup, the little boy opened his eyes .

And when the baby opened his eyes, like a dejavu that hit my chest and my humanitarian niche, I shed tears and saw the beautiful color of her eyes and made anyone fall in love with this baby. After some time an old mother entered the recovery room after the operation and the old mother said

“ this child is a baby of my employer, because of the selfishness of everyone and attach importance to their lives without

thinking of this baby needs love and attention”.

I kept listening to the old mother tell me about this baby's heartache, I'm sick of rich people

always put forward the material and make his name humanity even though it is his own flesh and blood.

So from then on I always visited the baby in the baby's nose, I really love this baby. I do

my routine of working after the break I put my foot in the baby's room and held it, and sang a child's song to reduce the pain his heart would feel.

I continued to listen to the old mother who told me of this baby's heartache, I'm sick of the rich man who always put the material forward and make his name humanity even though it's blood

his own meat.

So from then on I always visited the baby in the baby's nose, I really love this baby. I did my routine work after the break I put my foot in the baby's room and held it, and sang child songs to reduce the weirdness she felt.

To the point where the blue-eyed baby healed and moved in the VVIP room where I could no longer reach out to meet him. I was sad to hear that I could not access the blue-eyed baby, but I always prayed to God that the baby was healthy and always in his protection.

FLASHBACKS OFF AIKO…..

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