The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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"How are you, Miss?" mike asked, resuscitating Cacha from her bondage. "Miss?"

Cacha stuttered, she saw Mike's eyebrows that looked intertwined. Mike's face still looks handsome, even though the man's age is almost four heads.

"I'm sorry to daydream, Mike." Cacha tried to neutralize his voice so as not to look too nervous.

"It's okay, Miss. Am I interrupting your time?" ask Mike again. The man's lips looked smiling, and Cacha felt so enamored.

"No, Mike. How are you doing there?" ask Cacha back. Mike's smile was growing perfectly.

"I'm good, Miss. It's just that—" Mike stopped his speech for a moment, and Cacha was very much waiting for him.

"What's all, Mike?" cacha asked impatiently.

"I'm missing someone, Miss."

"Who?" cacha asked very curiously.

"Yes, there is, Miss." Mike closed his chuckling mouth, Cacha pursed her lips in annoyance. However, Cacha did not realize that what he was doing was adorable in the eyes of Mike Anderson.

"Is your wound still sore, Miss?" mike asked, looking worried.

"Not really, Mike. It's been pretty good. I was bored just at home. I want a vacation."

Unknowingly, Cacha spoke spoiledly, making Mike smile again as he remembered the little Cacha who was often spoiled for him.

"Where do you want to go on vacation, Miss?" ask Mike curiously.

"Yes, anywhere. Bali maybe," said Cacha. He covered his face in embarrassment because he was lost.

"Why go to Bali? Want to catch up with me?" Mike Goda. Cacha smiled as Mike rolled his eyes.

"Gee! You are so confident. Anyway, Mike. Why are you so flirtatious now? Feelings, yesterday you were not all that," said Cacha astonished.

"Maybe it's because I see pretty tourists here a lot, miss." Mike answered the origin. While Cacha was silent, she somehow felt a strange feeling infiltrating into her heart.

"Are you okay, Miss?" mike asked as he looked at Cacha's grim face.

"Yes, Mike." Cacha stuttered back.

"Then I turn it off, Miss. There's still work to do." Mike said goodbye, and Cacha seemed to be unwilling.

"Alright, Mike. Thanks for calling me." Cacha spoke in lethargy.

"I'm the one who should thank you for being willing to accept my call, Miss. Good day and good rest, Young Miss." Mike smiled wryly, before turning off the call. Cacha also only replied in a lethargic manner.

"I still miss you so much, Mike." Cacha stared at her phone screen after the call was disconnected. At the very least, the call had already slightly treated his longing for the man.

Finally, Cacha lay back down and tried to close her eyes to rest her body.

***

The next day, Nadira had dressed up beautifully and neatly with Nathan. The plan, today they and their families will go to the hospital because Baby JJ has been allowed to go home. For a time, they will all stay at the Alexander Mansion, as Mila will help Rania take care of Baby JJ. Only Mila, experienced women there, although later will be assisted by servants and baby sitters.

"You guys ready?" asked Mila when she saw Nathan and Nadira had reached the last step of the stairs.

"Already, Bun." Nathan said without removing the embrace on his wife's shoulder.

"Cacha Maricha Hehey, where?" Mila was looking for her youngest daughter.

"Why indeed? It's not cool, is it? Where is my youngest child, Cacha Maricha Hehey!" Mila dancing while singing like a goat boy, they also laughed loudly at the silly behavior of his mother.

"Ehem!"

Mila's wobble came to a halt when she saw Johan already standing behind her with a face that looked so upset. Mila showed her a string of white teeth while showing her two fingers.

"Where's rayhan?" johan asked without caring about Mila.

"Already in the hospital, he said the Queen nemenin." Mila answered while putting her hand into her husband's arm.

"Come kids. We're goin. Let's go!" shout Mila. Johan who was next to him until he rubbed his buzzing ears.

"Can you lower your voice?" johan Protest. His steps offset his wife's steps.

"If it's slow, Mas. If we're both in the room."

"Mila!" exclaim Johan. The man was really very upset.

"What, Honey? Don't upset. If I'm angry I don't want you to touch it for a week!" threaten Mila's. Johan rolled his eyes lazily.

"I'm not afraid!" timpal Johan relaxed. He opened the car door for his wife, while his three children sat in the back.

"I'm afraid, Mom. Afraid you'll smite Aunt Citra again!" mila Seloroh.

"Whatever, Mil!" Johan closed the door, then walked around the car to sit behind the steering wheel.

"You should be driving, Nat! When parents are told to drive, the young even make out in the back," Johan said insinuatingly.

"No papa, Dad. Tell me that I want to messraan also mother. Why don't you ask the driver." Nathan replied casually. He still embraces Nadira who looks timid.

"The driver is for emergencies only. Never mind, I want to focus first."

They were silent when Johan started driving his car. However, it only lasted for a moment, because during the trip Mila continued to chatter on Nathan, who was one species with the mother.

After a long journey, Johan's car stopped in the hospital parking lot. After the car had completely stopped, they all got down and walked towards the VVIP room where Rania and her two babies were being cared for.

When the door of the room opened, it was seen Rania who was preparing to go home. Alvino, Kenan, and Ana were there as well.

Nadira with wide steps approached the two baby boxes located not far from the gurney. Cacha followed Nadira. Their faces looked so crisp when they saw two tiny babies opening their eyes.

"It's so pretty and pretty!" yell Cacha splashy. He rubbed the faces of the two babies alternately very gently.

"Don't scream loudly, Cha. Later my niece cried because she was surprised by your voice," protested Nadira. He also rubbed the two babies.

"I've been really nervous. Hay Baby Jin and Jun. This is Onty Marisa." Cacha spoke enthusiastically.

"It's so bad you called Jin and Jun. His names are Jinny and Junno, Cha!" nadira's protest was unacceptable.

"Samely, if abbreviated to Jin and Jun." Cacha.

"As much as you are, Cha. Hello, Sweetheart. You want yes, her name is not Onty Marisa, but Cacha Maricha Hehey, Goat Boy." Nadira laughs softly.

"Mother," Cacha's whine stared at Mila who was also laughing.

"It's true, Cha." Mila spoke as if she was innocent. Even she pretended not to see her husband who was staring intently at her.