
The weeping curls from Cheryl startled Jihan from her sleep. He was aghast nervous because he fell asleep on the work table, the sun was already rising from the contest.
"God! I overslept!" he rubbed his face violently.
In a hurry, Jihan approached her crying daughter. Jihan immediately grabbed it, swinging it in a warm embrace. "Mama's beloved, her love of mama and her life mama," she kissed the cheek of the baby who had begun to look kingly.
He switched out of the room to make milk for Cheryl. A little trouble because while calming the beautiful baby with one hand.
"Loh, Neng. How can you wait for me?" said Bi Inem who just returned from the trash.
"Not what, Bi. I can do it" he said, smiling and giving a small bottle full of milk.
Since living alone, Jihan has always tried not to rely on others, always doing any work alone. His life was more principled, more organized and purposeful.
"Breakfast is ready, Neng. Here the dedek is the same as I used to be," he reached out both hands.
"Later on, Bi. I bathe first. I woke up bad luck. Hehe," elak Jihan looked at her daughter affectionately.
After that he returned to the room, continued to invite the baby to joke on the bed while giving him milk. After he finished, he immediately prepared warm water, changed clothes for Cheryl, then bathed her vigorously and carefully.
"Ah, my mom's son is beautiful!" puji Jihan kissed her cheeks fat. "Also very fragrant!" he continued to pars his big smile. Cheryl smiled at once, revealing her gums. Very adorable, making the wound in Jihan's heart slowly fade away.
The woman took her daughter back, then sat in her hot seat last night. He received three pieces of paper created by his work last night.
There was pride in his mind. "Your mother is not good at academics. But if you make a picture like this, hmmm .. mama champion!" show it off to the baby who just looks at his pretty face.
Three pieces of dress design with different concepts, but with the same atmosphere. Jihan who used to be fashionable certainly raises many ideas in her head.
"Doain mama everything's good huh, honey! Let us be able to stand alone without having to rely on others!" he muttered with a strong determination.
Jihan wants to show everyone that she is not a spoiled, weak, childish woman. Any problem that keeps coming after her, is able to turn Jihan into a tough woman.
Jihan created a new account with no element of her name at all, so it is not easily tracked by people who are looking for her. After that, Jihan registered the copyright online. Her spirit and self-confidence are very high, for the sake of her happiness with her baby.
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Far away in the city of Jakarta, Tiger still has no change. Leon, who was scheduled to fly to Indonesia last week, had to be delayed. Because he's dealing with a serious problem with his company in Korea. Plus, Khansa's condition is dropping, so it is not possible to leave his wife.
Rico could of course breathe with relief. Despite having to accept Leon's anger via voice every day, because it has not managed to get good news from Jihan and Tiger.
"How, Ric? Any word on Jihan yet?" bian asked as they were in front of Tiger's room.
"Not yet! Your team also has no news, still down to the corners of the city. Even I had trouble hacking his tracks!" lamented Rico.
The two men thought hard, both of them in the same position. Lean on the wall, looking straight ahead seriously. He wondered where his master's wife had gone.
"Master, there's still no change. The plan will be moved to headquarters. There will be treated by dedicated specialists. Medical equipment is also more sophisticated," said Bian.
Rico frowned. Back rest, just to reduce fatigue even if only a little.
"I think it's better. Because if you're still bullied here by that woman! Maybe you're so scared of whining him every day." Rico agreed with his co-worker's plan.
"Can be. Still wrong, sir! Uh but, yesterday when I paid for all the costs, there was a responsibility. Even the plastic surgery schedule on his face that is damaged, has also been paid off," said Bian who was appointed by Milano to take care of all the costs of Erent's treatment.
But unexpectedly it turns out all has been borne by someone who cannot be named. Rico looked over and looked seriously. "Who?"
"Looks Zero. I don't know! This is my guess. Doesn't it all start with him?" bian's response sorted all events.
Rico rolled his eyeballs, the frown on his forehead deepening. For a second, he concluded something. "I think I should meet that Zero!" he firmly suspects.
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