My in-laws are like my madam
Little Child

Fitri did not end up thinking with the family of his former in-laws, it was wrong but did not want to be mistaken.

"i wonder why there are humans like them, already know their children are wrong, but still in martial, lucky I am not part of their family anymore.

While at the party attended by Faosal and Rita, they were seen talking briefly with the host. And after talking, they find a place to sit and enjoy the food that has been prepared.

"mas, we'll just sit there" said Rita pointing to an empty table.

"yes let's go there" Faisal said.

Rita and Faisal sat on the empty table carrying boxes of cookies.

"mas looks like the cake is delicious, try me a tasting first"

Rita took one of the cakes in the box and ate it.

"heemmm.The cake is delicious mas, try deh you taste"

Faisal opened the box of cookies before him and took one and ate it.

"yes, the cake is delicious like this is not a home cake, it must be made by a professional store"

"yes, I want to go back"

"yes already, just take it there, it's still a lot to provide"

They did not realize that the cake they ate was handmade by Fitri. They even praised the taste of the cake.

Finished enjoying the food provided, Faisal and his wife say goodbye to the host to go home.

On the way they saw a cake shop that was crowded with visitors.

"mas, like that new cake shop open, try to notice the visitors are very crowded, must be the cake is delicious" said Rita

"it's like that, do you want to stop by?

"later, I'm so tired today. I think I'm going to sleep"

"if only we go home, the pity of our child inside must also be tired"

"yes, let's go home"

Faisal drove his car back to their house.

"that looks like Faisal's car, what they're doing there, why look at my store" my inner eye looks at my ex-husband's car.

Not long after the car left the place.

"thank you they're gone" my inner.

I also returned to tidying up my breadcrumbs. A lot of people came today.

Hikss..hiksss. I immediately searched for the origin of the sound, and I found a girl about four years old sitting in front of my shop.

"sadly why are you crying" I asked the little girl.

"hikss.hikss.I don't know aunt's way home"

"who are you here with?"

"so I was playing but I got lost" the little girl replied.

"if you stay here first, then your parents will look for you"

"yes aunt, but I'm thirsty"

"just take a drink first" I said and went inside to get a bottle of mineral water and a packet of bread.

"it's baby, drink it first"

"thank you auntie"

"oh do you know the name of Aunt Fitri, if your name is who?"

"wah.your name is really good, how about we get in here very hot"

"yes aunt"

I took the little girl into my shop. I saw that he was very tired of crying, when inside I let him play because in my shop there is also a play area for children who come with his parents.

"honey, are you hungry?

The girl silently did not reply, her face was bowed her might she was ashamed to answer.

"just said, was aunty cooking fried chicken, do you want to taste the cuisine aunt? I gently grabbed the little girl.

"can I ask for aunty?

"can dong, can the aunt offer"

"my grandmother said, we must not ask for anything from anyone else.

"you didn't ask, but auntie gave you, how do you want?"

"yes aunt, I'm hungry too"

"let's go with auntie, we go to the kitchen to get her food"

I took the little girl to the kitchen, and once I was in the kitchen, I sat down at the dinner table, and I took the rice and fried chicken.

"honey, this is eaten yes, if less you can add the chicken and rice"

"thank you, pretty aunt"

"yes, let's eat"

The boy ate his food greedily, as the little girl was used to eating alone without help.

"sister, who is this little boy? Maya said that came from the front"

"she's Sila's name, like she's rough and doesn't know the way home"

"pity, brother, is still a child has let his parents play without supervision"

"aunty, I'm done eating"

"oh yes, do you want to add more?

"no aunt, I really want to go home" said the little girl bowed down.

"honey do you know where your house is, or your parents' names?

"i don't know the address of my house, but my house is very big and beautiful, and has a high wall. I live with my grandmother and Om my aunt"

"didn't you stay with your parents?

"my parents are dead, aunt" said the little girl in tears.

"sorry aunt does not know, what if you are here for a while waiting for your grandmother to come looking" said I hugged her and gave her comfort.

"thank you, auntie, can I call aunty mama?"

I was very surprised by the boy's request, but I thought it was just a kid's joke

"maybe, it's up to you baby, if you're tired you can sleep here first"

I took the boy into my room and laid him down on a long couch.

Soon enough the boy fell asleep, tired of crying, I thought.

For a while the front of the store I hand over to Maya. I'm confused as to how I can help this kid get back to his family. I am new to this area too. Long time thinking I got the idea. I'll report to the local Rt chief after this kid wakes up.

Seriate