Trapped in Love Widower Playboy
Trapped in Love Widow Playboy. 8

Ayara and her beautiful daughter have arrived in Indonesia. Right now they had been right in front of the gate of a simple house that would be their residence for the future. Ayara gets a simple house facility one floor from the office. However, even though the house is simple the environment is quite comfortable, it is also safe.

The yard is also quite spacious. iron fences that are slightly rusted are not too visible because they are covered in fence plants that have been tidied up. A mango tree that is not too big, also a small flower garden that becomes a decoration around the terrace.

"Mommy, look! There's mango. Can I take it." cried Kayla in excitement.

"May, but it's still young. Wait for the fruit to ripen, baby."

"Will it be as big as Om Lucas?"

"Let's know, mommy doesn't know. Let's just wait for him to mature, okay."

"okay!" Kayla gave her two thumbs up. Then immediately ran towards the tree to take a closer look. The child's eyes look radiant, the sound of laughter because it is good to see the small mangoes sound happy.

Ayara just smiled at her daughter's behavior. How easy it is to make the child happy. Just by looking and learning things just now he was already that happy. What if he had a chance to meet his father? Will he be happier?

But how can he bring his daughter together with the figure of the father. If he, remembering his figure alone does not.

He shook his head because he thought too far. Ayara asked the taxi driver who drove them to drop off the belongings and help bring them to the terrace of the house.

When opening the door of the house. Ayara was greeted with a living room filled with sofas and televisions, as well as beautiful paintings on the walls. Going deeper, he got one more room that seemed to be still empty and connected to the kitchen. From here, it is also connected with two room doors in opposite directions.

Ayara went into the room. The room is also equipped with a bathroom. It's not bad at all. Large enough, and comfortable for the residence of a mother, also a small child who is still 4 years old.

"Mommy, Mommy. Where's my room?" asked Kayla enthusiastically. The little girl was constantly running, going around the house all the way to the kitchen.

"Don't run, son. Falling down!" ayara's Perspiration. He went back outside and opened the other room. It was not much different from the previous room, only slightly narrower. "Here, Kayla's room is here, yes. But if Kayla is still afraid, for a while Kayla slept with mommy first, yes."

"Ready, Mom."

After resting for a while. Ayar invited his daughter to clean up the house, and began to fill their needs. Such as vegetables, fruits, and some incomplete household furniture.

Ayara and Kayla pose like a reliable cleaner who is in the middle of a photo shoot. With Ayara holding a Sweep and floor mop, as well as a little Kayla holding a bucket and window-sniffing cloth.

"Okay, let's do this little girl." Shouted Ayara with excitement.

"Let's go!" The mother and son raised their fists high. Slowly but surely, they started doing homework. At the start of Ayara who swept the floor, Kayla who wiped the entire table and chair. Followed by Ayara who mopped the floor, and Kayla who helped with her small cloth.

Music from Katty Perry and Avril Lavigne accompanied their work for approximately two hours. After everything was done, they were sprawled on the floor of the previous empty space.

"Haa. haa.. haa.." the roar of the breath of the mother and child was clearly heard. Not long after, they laughed out loud. "Racid?" ask Ayara gently.

"I want ice cream."

"You know, let's take a shower. And shop today!" take Ayara with enthusiasm.

"Buy ice cream!" timpal Kayla is no less loud, with her adorable little voice.

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Little Kayla was again very enthusiastic when looking around in one of the famous malls in Jakarta. If not Ayara repeatedly warned the boy not to let go of his hand. It was possible that Kayla had lost running around in this crowd of strangers.

"Let's go to the ice cream!" bring Ayara.

Kayla nodded excitedly. The little steps of the girl look adorable as it is forced to widen and run a little to get to the destination immediately.

"I'm not a child, Mom. Come, hurry. Just walk the right way," said Kayla as if she was more worried about her mother's steps.

Smiling thinly. Ayara follows in the footsteps of her daughter who immediately wants to become a road claimant. "Eit... To the right little girl, not to the left."

"Oh okay, to the right."

Ayara again chuckled in anxiety. There was just Kayla's behavior that could make her laugh happily.

Arrive at the ice cream stand. They ordered one big cup of ice cream, as well as several other snacks. And then wait at one of the tables that directly show the situation on the ground floor, and across.

"Learn! You're Ayara right?! OMG! it's really you, Ay." screamed at a girl suddenly, making Ayara and Kayla surprised instead of clammy, "Who is she? Was he my nephew first?" he asked again enthusiastically.

"Mommy, this aunty looks no good." Kayla comments roused Ayara from her shock.

"W-yeah, El. She's my daughter" Ayara replied a little awkwardly.

"Mommy, you okay?" The little girl inched down from her seat, and moved next to her mother. "Is he a bad guy?" ask Kayla again.

"Wow.. wow. Your aunt is not a bad person okay, I'm a close friend of your mother's. Companions. Like family." Elena was excited. Without excuse, the woman sat her body in front of the mother and child face to face.

"Really, Mommy?"

"Yes, honey. She's your aunt, mommy's friend, say hi, gih."

Kayla followed her mother's words obediently. The girl approached Elena, and extended her hand. "Hallo, aunt. My name is Kayla, nice to meet you."

Elena instantly caught the small hand with both of her hands. With sparkling eyes, "Oh, my niece is beautiful. I love you, baby. Falling in love with you,"

Elena's eyes then glanced sharply at Ayara. Then said tightly, "You owe me a lot of explanation as well Sofia, Aya. You have to tell me everything!"

But that was not long after her focus was again on Kayla, "Yakz! Beautiful," the woman cried cheerfully.

After a scene full of haru and praise it happened. Ayara and Elena started to exchange simple stories. Like how Elena struggles to escape a useless toxic engagement. Also how could Ayara escape and disappear without leaving any trace five years ago.

Ayara really apologized to Elena and Sofia. He knew very well that his two best friends would be very worried about him. However, at that time Ayara lost hope. He just lost his will and attempted suicide. Luckily there was a good young man who helped her, and helped her to go find her brother.

"By the way, I need a nanny for Kayla. Do you have an acquaintance who can be a nanny and can be trusted?" ask Ayara expectantly.

"Just me!" Elena answered that question quickly.

"I'm not kidding, El. I'm serious."

"I'm also, after all, bored every day just going around for shopping and holidays." she said without a burden. That of course made Ayara unabashed immediately sneered with envy.

"Can you be trusted?" ask Ayara to investigate.

"Of course, trust me. Besides, it's good for me, who knows I'll be given god's trust to have a beautiful child, and a blanket of Kayla."

Uhuk... Ayara was choking on her own drink. "You're not married yet, Elena." he said.

"Yes, it's not wrong that I wish I had."

Ayara and Kayla compact exhaled a long tired breath. It turned out that Elena did not change much, even looking increasingly so-called. Holy hooch!