Trapped in Love Widower Playboy
Trapped Love Widower Playboy.27

Ayara arrived at the Pramana residence safely. With a gontai step, he immediately searched for the whereabouts of his daughter.

It is late afternoon, not yet changed. Ayara thought Ace was going to ask her to sort things out at the office. But apparently, the man instead told her to go home and rest.

Quite understanding, but Ayara is not interested. Not something that is really uninterested, rather trying not to be interested.

Being stamped as an actor is really not his plan for the future. So, it's better to avoid it than to have to face it, right?!

Tap...

The echo of the sound of heels clashing with the grayish-black marble floor was clearly heard. From the living room, Ayasa saw the presence of her youngest daughter with a longing look. However, again his sense of prestige made him do different things with his heart.

"Know also the way home?" sarkas Ayasa.

Ayara stopped her steps for a moment. His eyes longed for his father, but he soon sat up.

"of course. I went home because it was time to go home. Well, at least I'm working, rather than having to wait at home!"

"What job makes forget home." Ayasa still has not given up on cornering her daughter. The man still expected an apology, and honesty from Ayara even though five years had passed.

"Official travel is not something foreign anymore. Father brought aunt Su and Reina also from a business trip. And oh yes, the father's nephew was also here because he was still left on his official trip by his husband, right? How long has it been? One Weeks? Two weeks? Or... don't remember coming home?"

"You!" Ayara leaves Ayasa who looks wrathful in the living room. The woman walked towards her daughter's room upstairs.

His lips smiled sweetly when he saw the figure of his little daughter reading a book accompanied by a piano chant of MP3 given by Lucas. Kayla is a pretty good piano player. In Landon his name is also a little famous even though it is only among the middle class.

Kayla usually performs at simple events, such as weddings and elementary and high school graduation. Not because he wants to work, but because Kayla wants to channel her hobby.

This year Kayla is going to a special music school, but it happens because she brings Kayla to work.

"Darling, You Miss me?!" Araya stood in front of the room door. Attracting Kayla's attention, she was immediately struck by the princess's tight embrace.

"Mommy, I miss you so much. Uncle said Mommy was with the bad guys? Really?" Swiping his daughter's head dear. Ayara lifted her daughter's small body into a sling. His head shook, denying his daughter's remark that Ace was evil.

Well, Ace is not evil. It's just aggressive and a little scary.

"What are you reading, baby girl?" ayara asked as she sat her daughter back in bed, "Technology? Basic hacker?"

"Uncle Lucas gave it to her." Kayla said without daring to look at her mother's face. The little girl's eyeballs moved to the right and left trying to lie.

"It's not good to accuse others, Kay. Where'd you get it? Mommy means, Mom's not mad. Just want to know where you got it from?" persuade Ayara with a soft voice.

Kayla plays her fingertips. The little girl stood up, then moved near the small closet where some of the room decorations were located.

"Here!" point it at a closed nightstand. Ayara opened the nightstand door, and there were many books. And not a few books about technology and basic theories about the world per-hacer-an.

Sighing, Ayara again closed the nightstand door. No wonder his daughter got these weird books in this room. This was her brother's room from childhood to college. It is only natural that there are still many textbooks left in the room, and other books.

"Mommy understands, but baby. Kayla is a girl, does Kayla not want to read a book about fashion alone? Magazine or something? Mommy's gonna buy him. This hacker is rather. euhmmm."

Ayara shook her head. This daughter is a monster. Soon he was five years old, but his knowledge and reading books...

I don't know, Ayara is speechless anymore.

"Alright, stop reading this. Let's accompany Mommy to sleep, mom is so tired baby."

Kayla according. The little girl dropped her body weight on the bed, the place next to her mother. His small arms moved in a circle around Ayara's neck. Sometimes he would kiss his mother's cheek dear.

Their sweet smile was clearly visible on Ayara's face. Her daughter is so sweet, and so sweet. Especially when he looks tired and sick. There will be many other sweet things that he does.

Without them realizing it, the mother and child had already drowned in a dream. The newly returned Arkan was so happy to see the mother and child.

"Darling, what do you see?" Sheila approached her husband. Take a peek into the room, and smile no less sweet.

"They look sweet."

"Hmmm..."

Arkan closed the room door. His eyes glimpsed with Reina who had just cleaned the room for Ayara. But soon turned away.

"When we can be trusted by God. Looking at Kayla who has been this big, it feels like I want to give up trying, Mas." Sheila said sadly.

Arkan smiled meaningfully. He did not listen to his wife. Indeed as a second-line fighter, a struggle that has not paid off for seven years is quite tiring and makes a little pessimistic.

He did too, lately wanting to feel like he gave up on praying and trying. After all, they had also considered Kayla as their own daughter.

"I'm a useless woman, man. Even to give a child alone can't!" lirih Sheila accompanied by sobs.

"Dear, don't say that. Everyone has their own shortcomings. Besides you can't, the doctor told you, right. We will only have a little difficulty to have children, but that does not mean we cannot. I love you for who Sheila is. My love for you is because it's you, baby. Not because of your physicality, your nature, or anything else. Don't think no, yeah. Besides we have another beautiful daughter, and also handsome sons of brothers."

A gentle touch from Arkan's hand, swept Sheila's tears. He gave a kiss of love on the wife's forehead.

"Yes, come on. Follow me to the room, I need your love." Sheila hit her husband's arm.

"Easter!"

"Essum with his own wife is okay. I really like it."

"Yes..." Arkan laughed crisply at his wife's whimper. The man without immediate approval raised Sheila ala bridal style, and took her into the room.

They don't realize at all. If Reina was standing in the middle of the stairs, watch their interactions with envy.

Wh why? Why can Arkan accept Sheila who has not been able to give her a child? Her husband, Doni, is not.

Why Arkan is so loyal to his wife. Doni is just the opposite. Why should he have to suffer like this?

Was his sin so great on Ayara that it made him suffer so much like this?