THE SECOND MARRIAGE
BECAUSE IT'S....

Arnan smiled looking at Anan's adorable face on his phone.

"Where's daddy?" Anan stared innocently at the man on the phone.

"Huh? What do you mean, son?" Ask the clueless Arnan.

"Daddy, where?" Fadila explained her son's question.

Arnan was delighted in his heart when Fadila called him daddy. Although it was only an explanation of Anan's sentence. But the man was very happy.

"Daddy, in the office. Still working." Arnan smiled at Anan, glancing at Fadila who was sitting behind the boy.

"Daddy, kelja telus ndak want to play my cama. It will be my darling." Anan's eyes looked glazed over at Arnan.

The man across there was confused to see Anan who was about to cry.

"Why, Son? Don't cry, huh? Daddy's there now." Arnan stood up from his seat.

Fadila who heard her son cry immediately saw.

"What's wrong with you, baby?"

The call was ended by Fadila who preferred to take care of her son.

"Daddy doesn't want me anymore, Mommy." Anan was crying hugging Fadila.

He's not your daddy, son. Obviously she doesn't want you, Fadila's inner hold sad.

"Oh, unfortunately, Mommy. Maybe daddy's busy." Fadila clutched her son's body tightly while patting Anan's butt.

Sighs long when the cry of his son does not also subside. There was regret in the heart of the mother of one child. Why did he have to pick up a call from Arnan? If you know it will be like this, it is better to ignore it earlier, Fadila's mind.

Fadila stood up from her seat while fondling Anan who was still crying. Fadila did not even stop saying persuasion words so that his son stopped crying.

Moments later, the door to Fadila's room opened with a crass to the surprise of Fadila and Anan.

"Sorry, Mom. Mr. Arnan, force your way in." Secretary Fadila looked down in fear as his superior stared intently at him.

Not only his Secretary, Fadila also stared intently and ferociously Arnan who opened the door like a demo.

"You can go." Secretary Fadila lowered his head for a moment before leaving the room.

Arnan ignored Fadila's sharp gaze and continued walking closer to the woman. What else is the cry of Anan the maish heard in the ear.

It hurt Arnan to hear the cry of the little boy.

"You want to come here, sir? The design you want is not finished." Fadila was really upset at Arnan who again made her son cry from shock.

"Anan!" Without caring about the unfriendly look of Fadila.

Arnan called out to the crying boy.

"Never bother my son!" Firmly Fadila who again ignored Arnan.

"Anan!" Call again.

This time Anan pulled his face from Fadila's arms and saw Arnan. Soon the boy was in contact with his mom.

"Daddy ... Daddy ..."

Fadila clenched tightly to Anan's body so as not to move on to Arnan. He is not willing if later his son must cry again when looking for the existence of Arnan.

"He's not daddy, son. Daddy you're not around." Fadila persuades Anan.

"Snack! Daddy ... Daddy ..." Anan's crying even more tight when getting a ban from his mama.

"Did you watch your son cry like that? He just misses me, doesn't want to leave you." Arnan who could not bear to see Anan's cry tried to talk to Fadila.

"I can take care of my own son. Better now you go, Sir. Don't bother my son anymore" Fadila said, maintaining his ego.

Seeing Fadila's attitude as if wanting to keep Anan away from her. Arnan was straight up strict with the woman. Although he knew he had no right whatsoever over Anan.

But Arnan had already rounded up his resolve to try to get into the lives of the two people in front of him. Two people who can warm their hearts with their spontaneous attitude.

"Why are you so selfish, Fadila? Are you going to keep letting your son cry that long and not letting me calm him down? Do you want all your employees to know? What is the selfish attitude of their boss who lets his son cry? Without feeling pity and pity for his own flesh and blood? More selfish and angry than his own son?"

So what's he doing now?

Arnan instantly pulls Anan's small body from Fadila's arms as the woman is pensive.

"Gst ... Unfortunately Daddy, calm down baby. Daddy's here." Arnan cradled Anan's body which slowly began to cry slowly.

"Fa? What's the matter?" Dwi and Sinta entered Fadila's study.

They approached Fadila who was standing still with tears in her eyes.

"Fa? Conscious, Fa?" Sinta shakes Fadila's body.

"I did it again. I made that mistake again." Fadila cried while covering her face with both hands.

"Quiet, Fa. You need to be able to control your emotions and feelings. Remember Anan who still needs you badly. Anan our precious little gem, you must be strong for her." Sinta patted Fadila's shoulder while saying.

Dwi exhaled a long breath seeing Fadila's condition. This was not the first time Fadila's selfish attitude had taken hold of her. She got pregnant and started working hard.

Fadila began to be often dumbfounded and selfish by doing something out of his control unknowingly. And there must be someone to remind the woman of what she did.

"Pull in a deep breath, throw it away slowly." Sinta instructed Fadila to catch her breath.

Fadila followed Sinta's direction and slowly began to calm down.

Dwi approached Arnan who was still holding Anan who was no longer crying.

"Anan, dear mami." The little boy looked up to find his mother.

"Mommy!" The gentle call made Fadila turn to Anan and get closer.

"Mommy, don't be angry anymore. Check that there's our dear daddy. I'm a pity too, Mami. Shayang banet." Anan kissed both of Fadila's cheeks.

With half of Anan's body still attached to Arnan and half of his body docked towards Fadila. Eventually the two adults were very close.

Fadila and Anan poured out their affection for each other.

Dwi and Sinta looked at each other and smiled, both of them always had a way for Fadila and Anan to be happy. Even if you just do something simple.

"We're going to the restaurant now, yuk!" take Dwi while looking at the watch on his left hand.

"But there's still 1 hour left before the break." Fadila doesn't want to skip work.

"Stupid is no problem. Also your design is visible, it doesn't take long to finish." Sinta drew up Fadila's design and kept it in the drawer of the workbench.

"Anan, would you like some fried chicken?" Dwi uses Anan to get Fadila out.

"Ck! Don't always use my son to smooth out your plans."

Dwi did not care about Fadila's words and still offered the little boy another meal.

"Fries, will you? Papa has ordered a lot of food."

"You want ayam goleng cama ketang goleng, cama ec klim." Anan's spirit when it comes to food.

"Come with Buna, we'll get the food." Sinta extended both her hands to Anan.

"Prince daddy." Sinta's smile is gone when she gets a rejection from Anan.

"Huh, now there's daddy, so no Buna." Sinta pretended to be pouting.

But Anan did not see and instead put his hands on Arnan's neck tightly.

"Already, Sin. Let's go." Dwi and Sinta walked first.

While Fadila followed beside Arnan who was holding his son. Anan extended his small hand to Fadila.

Fadila welcomed Anan's hand with a sweet smile. The mother and son joined each other out of the company.

Arnan glanced at Fadila beside him who was touching Anan's cheek. Arnan must ask Jack to investigate more about Fadila.

The information provided by Jack did not discuss what happened to Fadila earlier.

Or I ask you directly as you approach, Inner Arnan.