THE SECOND MARRIAGE
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A week later ....

This afternoon the latest product launch event from AR COMPANY will be launched. Fadila's jewelry design has been completed. Not only the design of Fadila, there are several other designs that participated in the launch as well.

It's just that the design of Fadila itself is made into the main product for the launch this time.

In Arnan's apartment, a woman is still busy chasing each other with her growing child. Anan has started to be expressive and more cheerful since the presence of Arnan.

The boy was running around like a kid his age. Even more intelligent his thinking. Until sometimes Fadila is confused how to deal with it.

"Anan! Put the shirt on, son."

I do not know how many times Fadila called her son to wear clothes. Still, the boy did not listen and was cool running around the living room to the kitchen.

"Anan! Don't run, honey. What will it fall like?" Fadila was still following Anan's nimble steps.

"Ndon't fall anyway, Mi." Anan replied without stopping his steps.

"If you fall, Mami won't help you, yes!"

The boy's feet stopped moving to hear his mother's words that never messed around.

"Don't do it, Mommy. How will I get sick?" Polos Anan looked at Fadila with lips pressed forward.

Anan just hasn't been able to pronounce the letters R and S correctly. The rest of the boy can and does understand, although sometimes he can say it too.

"Wildamah! Mami doesn't care if Anan's sick, bad boys don't have to be accompanied."

Fadila left Anan staring at her, not mean to be mean or cruel to her child. Fadila just doesn't want Anan to fall and get hurt. It can hurt her more to see the wound on the child's body.

"Mommy, don't stay with me." Anan ran after Fadila who left him alone.

"I promise not to be naughty anymore, Mi. Don't be a bully, I love Mami."

Anan hugged both legs of Fadila who had stopped stepping. The boy even started crying for fear of not caring about his mother anymore.

Realizing her son was crying, Fadila sighed and ended her angry actions on Anan.

"Darling, Mommy won't go. Wherever Mami goes, Anan will definitely take her. In addition, Mami just does not want that until this handsome Mami child falls because of running like that. Later you also feel the pain," said Fadila.

The mother-of-one squatted down and cradled the body containing Anan. Carrying the body and walking towards their room.

"I'm sorry, Mi." Fadila smiled at her son's apology.

"Yes, honey. As long as Anan does not do things that can hurt Anan himself. Mommy doesn't want you to get hurt."

The kiss of love given Fadila to Anan who was in his arms. When I opened the door, it was already open from the inside.

"Eh, Mum! Are you done?" Fadila Kaget.

Arnan who opened the door in a hurry and was about to come out was also shocked by the existence of his wife's child.

"Gosh my god." The man rubbed his chest to dispel his shock. "Sorry, I'm making you surprised." Arnan rubbed Fadila's head gently.

The woman smiled gently at her husband. "No papa, Mas. But why does it seem so rushed?"

"Mas, don't see you two in the room, so go out to look. It turned out to be nongol at the door," said Arnan smiling crisply.

"So after Anan in the middle room, do not want to wear clothes," said Fadila.

"Anan!" call him.

The one called raised his head and looked. "Daddy." Anan extended both his hands to Arnan.

Arnan gladly received the body of his son. In the kiss of Anan's handsome face while removing the tears that are still on Anan's face.

"Why cry baby boy, Daddy?" Ask.

"I'm naughty, Mami even cama me," he said sad.

Arnan looked at Fadila who only sighed softly. As usual, Anan would always complain to his Daddy about whatever Fadila did.

"Then, this great Daddy kid can't be naughty anymore. Because actually the bad boy was the ghost," said Arnan who made Fadila glare in shock.

How not to be surprised if the husband even said something unnatural. While Anan looked at his daddy seriously.

"ghosts? What is a ghost, Daddy?" Anan asked with a plain and curious face.

"The ghost is a very evil subtle creature, likes children who are naughty and not obedient to their Mami Daddy" said Arnan.

"But I'm not naughty, Daddy." Anan's head bobble. " Never make Mami angry or cry, okay baby boy?"

Arnan reached out his little finger at Anan who was greeted by the boy.

"Okay Daddy, I want to be a supleman who takes care of me, Mommy." Anan smiled broadly as he raised both of his hands.

Fadila smiled sweetly at her son, as well as Arnan who was very happy with his current life. He could not have a wife completely.

Not not not wanting, Arnan just felt not yet the door he asked. Maybe later after the reception. The man wants to spoil Anan first before pampering Anan's mother.

After a while, the little family was ready to leave. Jack was waiting in the car parked in the lobby of the luxury apartment.

"Daddy, I want to put Om Kling in front." Anan pointed to the front seat.

Anan initially had trouble calling Jack's name. Giving his own call to the Secretary and his assistant daddy. Om Kliting, like Jack's hair whose back is crimped.

Fadila had banned Anan's call to Jack which in his taste was not polite. Jack was very happy with the call. Finally Fadila was silent because the one called agreed.

"All right, Baby Boy." Arnan happily led his son forward and sat Anan there.

Wear a seat belt so that Anan does not fall when moving a lot. Jack who had already closed the car door after everything went up immediately drove.

"Om Kliting, will there be a lot of food?" Anan asked who was quite close to Jack.

"Many, Young Master. There's even Young Master's favorite cake there, too" Jack said.

"Asik ... Come on Om, the cake's over." Anan's spirit looked at Jack.

"Okay, Young Master. Hold on tight, huh?"

Anan held the seatbelt on her body tightly as Jack said. As if they were going to go very fast. The car drove as usual.

Fadila just stayed in the back seat with Arnan embracing his shoulder. Listening to the story of the child with Jack, made the woman smile.

His son has been progressing more and more willing to hang out with other people who are new to his meeting.