My Favorite Wife
Episode 27's. That little girl...

...MY FAVORITE WIFE'S...

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Day after day passed, Moza who did not have a shooting schedule or her work agenda felt very bored of her all day at the mansion.

There was nothing he did but eat, sleep, watch drakor, read novels and so on.

"Yourhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Saturated, it's been 4 days Elliot never tell me, is he busy there?." murmured Moza while closing the book of his novel that he had read since to cover his saturation.

"Ehhh anyway why am I thinking of him? After all he also didn't seem to think of me there, cihh basic!" grumbled Moza by continuing to read his novel book.

But suddenly a phone tone disperse the excitement of reading it.

Moza immediately turned his head towards his ringing phone, then he walked lazily trying to pick up the flat object that was far nearby towards the drawer table.

"Who is this night." thought Moza curiously squinting his eyes.

To Moza's surprise, he rounded his eyes with a gaping mouth.

"Whatt!!!." Screeched with an expression full of shock.

How could Brian Issander call him after a few months he disappeared because he was busy in Canada.

Moza also took a breath set her heart rhythm so as not to sound awkward when picking up her phone.

"Hallo.." said Moza with a tone made to sound calm and soft as if nothing happened.

"Good night, Miss Moza." said Brian across the street with his distinctive voice made Moza feel weak because he heard the right voice that he had not heard for a long time.

"Good night, too, Mr. Brian." said Moza again trying to calm down.

"How are you?, you're okay, right?.". Ask Brian.

"I'm very kind sir, then what about you?."

"Thank God, I'm really good too. Oh yeah I called tonight like this doesn't it bother you?."

"Ahh absolutely not, because I haven't slept."

"I just want to say something."

"Why sir?." asked Moza curiously.

"I told you that I've returned to Indonesia" Brian said with a slight chuckle on the other end of his phone.

Deg!!!

Moza was speechless with an unreadable expression.

Why he was so happy Brian came back to Indonesia, why also his heart felt racing so fast as not usually.

Moza was very clueless as to what he was feeling at the moment.

"Ohh well that's it." Moza replied briefly.

"Oh yeah, tomorrow we meet all about making an ad for you."

"Meet?." thought Moza

"Are you busy tomorrow?" asked Brian.

"Ahh no, it's the end of this I don't have any schedule" said Moza.

"Hmm well, then tomorrow you just come to my office at 11:00." said Brian.

"Well tomorrow I'll be there with my manager."

"Okay, then I'd like to say something else to you too."

"What is that?." asked Moza.

"Have a nice dream.."

Deg!!!

Moza doesn't budge on what she's supposed to say for something like this.

"Not answered?." asked Brian in a slightly disappointed tone.

"Why sir?." Moza pura did not hear.

"Forget it, I hung up on you."

"Alright sir." said Moza.

Tut!

Tut!

Tut!

The phone was disconnected too.

Moza immediately jumped herself onto a king-size mattress by slipping her face into the pillow as if she was salting.

"What the fuck is he? Saying have a nice dream is right!." his grunts were annoyed.

But in the depths of his heart actually Moza was very happy but he did not care much about his feelings.

Moza continued to try to regulate his breathing which continued to feel tight during the phone call with Brian.

He did not even understand why his heart was still beating fast even though he did not call again with Brian.

"It's better that I just sleep instead of thinking things that aren't clear." murmured Moza.

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Brian Issander's Private Mansion.

He looked at a picture where it was a very beautiful and funny picture of a child.

"Moza, don't you know me at all?" he muttered as he stared at the photo.

Flashback On!!!

20 Years ago...

Brian had just lived in Indonesia for a few days because he visited the grandmother of a sick mother in care for an illness.

He originally lived in Canada, because his father was actually Canadian and his mother was Indonesian.

Brian's father has a company in Canada that is very large, actually the company in Indonesia is just a branch, a branch, but his father's branch company is growing rapidly in Indonesia because of a product that has been very trendy to foreign countries.

At that time Brian was walking around a park in the afternoon with a camera hanging from his neck.

Brian was 8 years old, he did a scenic shoot in the afternoon because he thought the weather and sky were good.

When he was about to try to take pictures here and there, Brian's camera lens accidentally focused on the figure of a 4-year-old girl, although she was still small, her facial line looked very beautiful, making Brian continue to look at her without blinking.

"Just this time I saw a naturally beautiful girl like her, even in Canada I was looking for it didn't seem like there would be as pretty as her." Brian murmured in his heart.

The little girl was running small to catch a butterfly flying over her.

With that opportunity Brian tried to take some shots to photograph it.

But suddenly the little girl fell down because she was sprained when she was about to catch her butterfly.

With a swift Brian immediately approached him with a face full of worry.

"Are you okay?" asked Brian kneeling before her.

the little girl raised her face and looked at Brian, before long she nodded her head.

"you are hurt, wait I have a handkerchief to clean the wound and the dirt."

(you're hurt, wait I have a handkerchief to clean the wound and his dirt.)

Brian immediately pulled out his handkerchief and he cleaned the wounds and dirt on the hands and feet of the cute girl very painstakingly.

"I'm fine." said the little girl.

However, Brian did not tell him he was focused on cleaning it.

"finished, you better not run it will only make you hurt again like this."

(done, you better not run around it'll just hurt you like this again.)

The little girl did not reply she just fell silent because she did not understand what Brian was saying to her.

Brian reached out his hand with a sweet smile.

"Hi, my name is Brian. What's your name?."

The little girl was still furrowing her brows, she was so very innocent as to not know what she should do.

Brian scratched his head, he could not speak Indonesian because he had only been here for a few days, but he was eager to get acquainted with this girl.

"Hmm, Brian!. I'm Brian, and you?." He tried to talk while doing body movements so that Moza understood what he meant.

Brian was eager to know the name of this little girl.

The little girl still frowned as if to digest and understand Brian's movements.

"I don't understand what you mean" he said.

"What?" thought Brian furrowing his brows.

But as he was thinking, he saw a necklace hanging on the little girl's neck.

"M.o.z.a." Brian read it with a spelling sound.

The little girl raised her face.

"Why do you know my name?" she asked with a plain face.

"Mouza's? Your name is Mouza?." said Brian in a slurred tone to the Caucasus.

"Mozaa.." The little girl nodded her head while looking at the hanging necklace with this name.

"My name is Mozaa." said her sweetly.

"Mouza?." Brian tried to call

"Yes?." asked Moza

Brian was so enthusiastic after knowing the name of this little girl.

"Yes!!!." Brian jumps up in excitement.

At the time of the incident, Brian wanted to learn Indonesian.

Although the two never met again that day, but Brian continues to look for the whereabouts of Moza until now.

Flashback Off!!!

Brian kept a picture of the little girl in a box he had prepared for a long time.

"I've found you Moza, I hope you never leave me again" Brian smiled.

"I don't think it turns out that the little girl is now growing up as a very beautiful and talented Moza."

Then he put the box in his room drawer.

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Hi haii...

Sorry the author just updated again, never bosen or complain to read it yes, yes, because the author will definitely namatin the story so long as the author asks for his support yes so that the more spirit of his writing for all of you who are waiting for the My Favorite Wife storyline.

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