Sharing Love: It Turns Out I'm an Actor
A little girl named Bela

Three months later, Sarah, who has started working and moved into her small contract, is now getting used to living independently while babysitting her son alone. Although initially difficult and confused, but eventually the young mother can survive in the struggle to become a single parent for her son.

With every heart she goes to work, Bagas is entrusted to a neighbor, who happens to offer to take care of her son, as a side job in addition to being a housewife.

"Assalamualaikum," said Sarah one morning.

"Girlwindsalam! Uh, Miss Sarah. It's coming, Mom," said Bu Burul, Bagas' foster mother.

"Yes, Mom. I'm sorry to be here in the morning, because I have an eight o'clock meeting. So, want to want me to come early," said Sarah.

"Yes, Mom. No papa. After all, this bagas is after an obedient baby. Oh yes, Mom ... same powder cream that I asked yesterday there was a blum? He will be active again, so I'm looking for a rash in several folds of his body" said Bu Nurul.

"There's mom inside," Sarah handed me a bag containing Bagas equipment and also her milk milking.

"Alhamdulillah if it exists. In my house there is no coincidence. Understandably, Mom, there has been no baby for a long time. Want to buy a pharmacy is also far away," said Bu Nurul.

"yes, Mom. No papa. I nitip Bagas well," said Sarah while handing her little son to foster mothers.

"Yes, Ma'am" said Bu Nurul.

Sarah also slightly bent and grasped the small hand of Bagas in the sling of her foster mother.

"Mom's working first, son. Don't be fussy, so be a good boy yes" exclaimed Sarah.

"Drug Mother. Be careful on the street, said Bu Nurul, who waved Bagas' hand at Sarah and spoke on behalf of the little baby.

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Time is passing by faster. Not felt, now has entered the fourth year Sarah lives alone with her son in Surabaya.

He is no longer contracted, and can buy a minimalist two-story house with money from his sweat while working at the company. Now, his son has started going to the play group, where Sarah can leave Bagas all day until he comes home from work.

One day, when he came home from work late than usual, he saw that his son was playing on a swing with a little girl who used to be with Bagas, the next time he picked up his little prince.

"Assalamualaikum," Sapa Sarah.

"Girlikussalam, Mommy!" sahut both together.

Bagaa got up from his swing and ran to meet the arrival of his mother who had just arrived.

The little girl, as usual, approached Sarah and kissed the back of her hand.

"Lho, is Bela still here? Grandma hasn't picked me up yet?" ask Sarah to the little girl who is already very familiar with him and Bagas it.

"No, Ma. Today, said the grandmother who wanted to pick it up Papah. But, papah until now has not come too," complained the little girl named Bela.

Sarah loved Bela very much because the little girl had always been Bagas' friend as her son waited for her alone.

Bela was so close to Bagas, because he felt the same fate as himself who also did not have complete parents. In fact, you could say, Bagas is more fortunate because there are mothers who always pay attention to him.

Bela told Bagas, and the little man told his mother. From then on, Sarah let Bela call her Mother, after always calling her Aunt.

Sarah also knew Bela's grandmother, who often met when picking up the two children simultaneously.

"Would you come with me to the ice cream shop up front, right? While waiting for the Papah bela dateng?" take Sarah.

"You, Mom!" suhut Bela with sparkling eyes.

"Yes already. Bagas would too, right?" ask Sarah to her little son.

"Ehm ...," said the bagas with a quick nod.

The three of them walked hand in hand, with sarah in the middle, leading the two children who looked excited.

Arriving at the ice cream shop across the street, Bela and Bagas were busy choosing the ice cream flavor they wanted.

"I want the same vanilla blueberry" cried Bela.

"I have chocolate with nuts" said Bagas.

"I want a strawberry topping" Bela said.

Sarah just shook her head to see the behavior of the two children in front of her who were very enthusiastic about choosing the cold, soft and sweet snack.

After finishing the pick, the three sat down at one of the tables close to the window. Sarah deliberately chose the place so that when her Papa Bela came to pick her up, the little girl could see her and Sarah would call her to Bela.

It had been about half an hour of waiting, and the two children's ice cream was running out. Sarah repeatedly looked towards the gates of the playgroup but, never saw anyone who came.

Long time. Poor Bela if only I had gone straight home, Sarah's mind looked towards the two children who had just kept chattering.

Suddenly, Bela squealed.

"That's Papah! That's Papah's car!" he said pointing to the car that had just come and stopped right behind Sarah's car.

Sarah turned her head and saw the car stopped across the street, but the driver was not seen coming out.

"So sure it's his papa car?" ask Sarah to make sure.

"Ehm .. it was Papah's car, '" Bela said with a steady nod.

"Yes already. Bela here first yeah. I'm going there to call her Papa Bela. Promise not to go anywhere, okay!" exclaim Sarah.

"okay!" both are at the same time.

Sarah walked away from the two, and sent a message to the cashier to keep an eye on the two children.

"Sir, please take the two kids for a while. Don't get out" cried Sarah.

"Oh yes, ma'am," said the female cashier.

Sarah walked out, and crossed the street carefully. Seen from the excitement, a man entered the playgroup page while looking to the right and left as if he was looking for something.

"Will I defend ya?" ask Sarah to the man.

The one in question turned his head, and how surprised Sarah was when she saw who was in front of her.

"Mas Fadil?" murmured Sarah.

"Sadah?" call Fadil.

The man was just as surprised to see the woman who had been missing for several years.

"So, Defend your son, Mas?" ask Sarah.

"Yes, she's my daughter. Where have you been all this time, Sar?" tanya Fadil walked over to the woman.

There was a great longing in his heart when he looked back at the figure of the woman who had been present in his life a few years ago.

"I .. I'm in Surabaya, Mas. Sorry I forgot to tell you. Hehehehe .. oh yes, Bela has been waiting there. Let's just continue to talk there," invite Sarah.

"Ehm ...," said Fadil with a nod.

Sarah turned and walked ahead of the doctor.

I know you've been avoiding me all along, Sar. But, seeing you okay, I also feel grateful, inner Fadil.

Flash back off

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