My Love for My Honey (My Love for My Love)
3. Honey Poems

Mother teacher Love just realized that Honey will soon be performing. He hurriedly invited Mr. Noah to enter with them into the hall building.

"Honey. You'll be performing soon, baby." Say mother Love.

"Down me mother of Love! so I can run straight to the stage." Honey Pinta.

"Oh yes, dear." Mother Love immediately took Honey down from her carrier.

Honey leaves Love's father and mother, then runs into the building and heads straight for the stage.

Mother teacher Love walked quickly to avoid Mr. Noah who already made her very embarrassed.

Meanwhile, Mr. Noah chuckles to see his daughter's teacher running in fear to be free of her.

"It turns out you're very adorable mother teacher Love. You deserve me to fight to be the mother of my daughter, Honey." He walked quickly to his seat in the front row.

Not long after, Honey came to the front of the stage after her name was called by the MC of the show.

The type of event Honey will be presenting is reading poetry.

Honey appeared confident. The small body, which was only four years old, stared at his father's face for a moment.

He then smiled at the figure who made him always eager to learn. And that gallant figure was currently giving him strength.

He brought the microphone one inch from his mouth, and was ready to read the poem.

"For you my first hero....

Every morning when I open my eyes..

My mind is just framed by your tired face...

You start your day with hard work...

Sacrifice seeks sustenance, sacrifice to seek a new beginning.

You taught me the meaning of struggle, you taught me the meaning of success.

Daddy's! maybe without you I can't be like this.

Maybe without you I can't stand in the middle of my dreams.

Dreams of success.

Your father is my inspiration..

Though without a mother beside us, but I have seen the love of mother in you. I love you Daddy...

Daddyh. I won't give you flowers but I'll give you my love and achievements to make you proud."

Honey cries after reading a poem to her beloved father. Ibu Cinta was very confused when she heard a poem recited by Honey that did not match the content of the poem she had trained on the girl.

Honey has read her own poetry. The poem given by Mother Love is the admiration of His servant for the creation of God through the nature of His creation.

But even so, Honey's poetry touched the hearts of the guardians. The poem Honey recited for her father was very sad, when she heard the girl see her mother's love in her father.

Mr. Noah glazed over, after hearing the expression of his daughter Honey's heart to him.

The two looked at each other and Mr. Noah came forward to the stage to hug his beloved daughter.

The parents of the students cried when they saw the scene of the father and son. Mother Love and mother Dea also filled to see the two while hugging. Mr. Noah brought his daughter down from the stage and everyone applauded festively.

Until the event ended, with a cover word from the principal for the smooth running of the event. The children are asked to go home because tomorrow is already the weekend.

Mr. Noah came out holding his daughter Honey.

This girl is still confused, whether to go home with her father or not, because she is afraid if she is at home, she is only accompanied by her butler and two favorite cats.

"Do you want to go home with me?" Asked Mr. Noah who saw his daughter's longing face on him.

"really? Then will you accompany me for two days at our house?"

"Alhamdulillah! muaacch."

"My father is the best father in the world."

Honey kissed both of her father's cheeks very happily.

"Are you happy, baby?"

"Of course my father, baby." Say Honey while showing her rows of white and clean teeth.

"Dad! I have to say goodbye to both of my teachers first. Mother of Love and mother of Dea." Pinta Honey wants to get off her father's sling.

"OK!"

Honey ran over to her two teacher mothers who were chatting with the other student guardians.

"Mother Love!"

"Yes baby!"

"I want to go home with Dad."

"alright. Careful darling. Happy weekend." Say mother Love while waving her hand to Honey.

In an instant the school began to fall apart. Mother Love felt something was missing from her grasp. He also just remembered that his phone is still in the hands of Mr. Noah.

He ran to the parking lot and hoped Mr. Noah would still be in the school area.

"Damn! I don't know Mr. Noah's license plate anymore." Grieved mother Love sad.

Mr. Noah who was about to exit the main gate of the school his daughter was stopped by his daughter when he saw Love's mother who was looking for something.

"Dad, stop daddy. Mother Love looking for who?" Ask Honey.

Mr. Noah who just remembered that mother Love's phone is still with him. He also asked his daughter's permission to approach the mother of Love who had turned her body towards a special pavilion for young teachers who were deliberately prepared by the school to supervise the students.

"Mother Love!" Call Mr. Noah.

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Mother Love turned her body and looked at the timid handsome face of Mr. Noah.

"Sorry sir!" Looks like my phone is still on you." Say mother Love while holding her nervousness.

"Don't you just say I can take your cell phone for me as long as it doesn't kidnap your students?" Tempt Mr. Noah while glaring at his smile.

"Damn...! Why is he flirting with me?" Inner mother Love.

"How is mother Love?"

"Sorry sir!" My phone is not worth selling. The part of the phone is old-fashioned, in love with the master's servant, they will not be interested.

But the phone meant so much to me because it could treat my longing for both of my parents." Said the teacher's mother Love while bowed down miserably.

"Aise!" Why did he become sad like that, even though I was just teasing him. Apparently this girl can't be joked.

"Don't be sad like that! I was just kidding, Mother Love. It's your phone." Said Mr. Noah while handing over the phone belonging to Love's mother who had been glazed.

"Thank you Mister!" Say mother Cinta while saluting Mr. Noah who was so happy to see the beautiful face of the mother of Cinta.

He turned his body around but stopped for a moment because he remembered something. Mr. Noah was still standing in his place.

"Mr Noah!" The poem your daughter Honey recited was not the poem we gave at the rehearsal, but the poem she recited was Honey's own poem dedicated to you.

That is the form of his longing for you and his pride in you who are always busy with work to forget about him who awaits your attention and affection for him." Say mother Love while holding back the emotional turmoil that has made her eyes feel hot.

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