The Little Sunshine
Chapter 43

At 10 p.m Alina and Rafka have arrived in Jakarta, after Rafka has finished everything in bandung. Alina sat in the side seat, tilting her head towards the window. When the car stopped in the parking lot.

"Al, we've arrived" he said, taking off the seatbelt wrapped around his body. Alina didn't respond to anything.

Rafka patted Alina on the shoulder slowly, but the master did not move at all.Sounds a smooth breath coming out of his nose, it means Alina is very slumbering.

Fortunately, Rafka turned her car in her big luxury house in Jakarta. He slowly moved Alina into the house.

"Mr Rafka!" Art who works at Rafka's house.

"Shyuuutts!" Rafka said while encoding the Art to slowly speak.

The art nodded and understood then covered his mouth with his hand.

Rafka climbed up the stairs on the second floor, then fell the girl in her big bed. As for Cavin already carried by his nanny went inside.

Rafka enveloped the tiny body with a thick blanket to the chest.

Rafka saw the watch in his hand, driving from Bandung to Jakarta took at least two and a half hours to make him feel tired.

After finishing the bath, Rafka came out through the glass door in the room to the balcony terrace.Without changing the bathrobe, he ignited the fire in the cigarette butt he just took out of his pocket.

In between his fingers, there was a cigarette pinched. Sipping it slowly until white smoke came out covering his clean white face. He stared at the darkness of the night outside.

He let the night breeze strike his face, not moving at all, as if dead but alive.

"Father!" he sounded very softly into his ear drum.

"Why don't you sleep Cavin!" he said it coldly.

The little boy was just silent, not moving at all, like the firmness that Rafka always taught. Because one day when he was a big man, he will inherit a large company that is still in Rafka management.

"Papa, I can't sleep. Can I sleep with my mom?" Said the little man. His voice even sounded flat and did not have the slightest emotion.

He knew that his father always taught him to live independently even though there was a woman who always took care of him so he always slept in his room, even though the rain of lightning that made him afraid but he could not be afraid.

"Hem. You've grown up Cavin, you sleep in your bed, a real man will not be afraid of anything. Don't even falter despite the storm in sight.remember it's Cavin." Lirih Rafka without looking at it. He did not hesitate to always give a warning to the little boy so as not to be too spoiled.

"Understand papa." The little boy replied, The look on his face was even very lethargic, but he was able to endure it. He still has a cold face like his father.

"Good night, papa!" Before the little boy turned his body around, he glanced at his father.

Rafka turned his head as the boy had already walked in and out of the main door towards his own private room.

Rafka turned off the cigarette butts that had run out half to the ashtray he carried in his left hand. Before finally entering the inside, Rafka again looked outside which still looked dark.

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Morning time. Alina woke up first when the clock had entered dawn. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised when he knew it was not the feel of his private room and then turned to the side, Rafka was still asleep with a bathrobe that was still attached to his body.

Alina turned her body to the side, she slowly lowered her legs.then immediately went into the bathroom and finished all her affairs in the morning as usual.

Suddenly, alina's body was pushed to a wall not far from her. Rafka blocked Alina's movements with both hands on her right and left.

Staring intensely at the look on Alina's adorable face when it turns red when angry or when upset. Like now, her cheeks are as red as tomatoes because they are too shocked. even his heart rate increased so fast as Rafka's face got closer.

Alina closed her eyes, then threw her face to the right. Rafka smiled faintly.

"Why?" ask Rafka.

"Rafka!" push Aksa's chest back." You're outrageous!" fierce Alina tried to cover her heart that seemed to be fighting.

Alina ran out of the room, then pressed her chest with both of her hands beating fast.still leaning against the tightly closed door.after already feeling better, she headed towards Cavin's room.

In the face of the little boy's face carefully, then he realized, the boy was actually similar to him.he suddenly remembered his feelings 6 years ago, and then he realized that the boy was very similar to him, how when she struggled to conceive without being accompanied by her husband, even her husband was willing to go to another woman's arms out of respect for his parents.

"Ach." back again a sense of dizziness he suffered. this time not too severe.he pressed his head, trying strongly not to think about it.

"mama!" The boy rubbed his eyes.

Alina opened her eyes wide, looking at the little boy with a smiling face.she suppressed her pain to not look fragile in front of the little boy.

"Good morning, baby." she said softly.

The boy smiled back then kissed Alina's left cheek. "Good morning mama."

"Want you to help me take a shower?" tawar Alina's.

"Cavin's a big ma'am." he refused subtly, even the little boy had already run into the bathroom and locked it from the inside.

Alina tidied up Cavin's bed, prepared the usual school uniform when she left for school.Waiting to finish bathing, the little boy wrapped his little towel around his waist like a grown man.

Alina smiled the first time she saw her grown-up son.

"Mama help wear it!" bargain again when Cavin put his hand on the sleeve of his uniform.

"No need mama," he refused again, It's true that Alina felt anxious about the man's behavior, although her attitude was pretentious but still received help from the mother.and joined hands down the stairs.

Alina seemed to be smiling broadly holding her small hand beside her, Aksa folding her morning newspaper, with one hand sipping hot coffee.

He even smiled though it was subtle, only the old Art could see that.

"Cavin wants some milk?" alina asked.helping to sit in a chair that should be an adult size, Cavin sat quietly with his small body covered by a large table, and left his small head to feed the porridge.

Rafka spent her porridge in silence and quiet, as calm as deep water, even the calmness that her father had declined to her son. Alina was just silent, not wanting to have any conversation sessions with the two.

"What an ice family." Alina's mind stared at the back of the big Rafka and the little Rafka got into the car.

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