Young Miss Assistant
Chapter 8 Bonus

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It was getting dark, Kinara let out a rough sigh. Looking at Yogie who is still reluctant to go home. Playing with Ega? However, the boy began to sulk at his mother.

"Mommy's coming home!! Get daddy!! He said he would come here later." he said putting down his PS stick, pulling Kinara's fingers.

I don't know why the current Ega is really fussy. Something that rarely happens, wanting to meet Fahri, however Yogie persuades to hold him back. A toy? Chocolate boy? Ice cream? All have been bought, with the help of the driver.

"Get playing with uncle soon?" take Yogie to get another toy.

Ega looked into his mother's eyes, "Mom lied, said he was coming." she said with teary eyes, her facial expression changed, as if she was going to cry."I want to sleep with Dad..."

"Go home, Fahri must be looking for you. Take Ega over, he might have started to get close to Fahri..." Candra smiled, unable to look at her grandson.

Yogie clenched his hands, trying to smile. A son and wife who should belong to him, but worry about other men. The man who is Kinara's husband, as well as the father of Ega.

If only the man didn't exist, maybe Kinara wasn't married at the moment. Can take it back easily. Having Ega as the son he spoiled.

"Yes go home, I'll take you back" said Yogie smiling, as if he had no burdens or regrets.

Kinara began to rise up, went into the room, taking away the needs of her son who was going to stay at her house.

Candra sighed harshly, "You can meet Ega. But don't try, ruin Kinara's household. I hope you understand..."

Yogie just smiled, "I see, Kinara used to get hurt because of me. I'm just here to apologize, and meet with Ega.." she replied.

Candra stared cynically, "Good then,"

***

Cold air was felt in the car that was starting to go. Occasionally Yogie glanced at Kinara and their son. Playful with smiles, warm atmosphere. The atmosphere he wanted to move into his empty mansion.

However, it was just an item in the storefront. Something that others already have. His car stopped in a house not so big for him. Even though Fahri's house is the largest house in the village.

"Da.da.da uncle, thank you for bringing Ega home" said the boy politely, with a smile showing some of his teeth that had started to date. The kid looks sweet.

Kinara was just speechless, not smiling at all, a smile that Yogie actually missed after staring back at the pretty face.

"I'm saying goodbye" he said, entering the car.

Kinara began to hold her son, who waved.

The car started to go, Yogie occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror, shedding a few tears.

"Master?" the driver glanced at his master from the inner rearview mirror.

"The woman was supposed to be my wife. And his son is my biological son." he murmured.

The driver sighed violently, unable to speak. Not hearty? He could not look at his master. Who is now taking care of divorce papers, having a wife of a famous model, but like not having a wife.

Child out of wedlock? What use? The mother of the child now has a husband.

"I'll make her the new hostess. Remember, she's your employer, too" Yogie said, staring out the window. Towards the nearest inn, Weed Villas and Spa? Of course, it's easier to get to Candra and Sumi if you stay there.

***

Kinara started to open the iron gate in front of his house. Look at one of Fahri's cars that is not yet in the garage.

"Bik, Fahri hasn't come home yet?" tanyanya, on the ART.

"No, yet" ART replied lowered his head, answering briefly, carrying some cardboard, cleaning the house warehouse.

Kinara was only silent for a moment, the rice mill and the warehouse had been closed since then. The shadow of Fahri who did not turn to him when giving permission flashed.

Ega and Yogie's faces are similar, but there's no way Fahri can figure it out, right?

An odd message, Fahri who told the supplier from 4 hours ago was on the way, not yet arrived.

"Mother, where's dad?" Ega is increasingly sulking, not finding the whereabouts of his father.

"We're looking for dad, aren't we?" Kinara stroked his son's head slowly. Replied with a nod by Ega.

The matic motor started to light up, his son was sitting at the front. The road to the supply warehouse was traced.

Fahri doesn't know... Fahri doesn't know ...He won't get angry and leave me. His gun is full of anxiety.

The road followed, until it reached the suspension bridge. Her husband's pickup truck is seen, Kinara starts to pull over her motorbike. Look towards the driver's seat. But no one was there.

"Fahri.." she was stunned, crouching, crying as she pleased, not finding her husband. The only person who doesn't blaspheme her whatever her faults are.

"Mother, where is the father." asked the child, patting Kinara's shoulder slowly.

The boy's stomach rang, smelling a scent that made him even hungrier. Leaving his mother crying.

The boy looked at the area under the sloping bridge. A small bonfire was seen there, complete with his father crying as he pleased. Burn sweet potatoes, using dry foliage.

"Mother, I'm there..." Ega pulled Kinara's shirt. Pointing to the bottom of the bridge.

"Don't talk about it!! Your stiff, resilient father couldn't have died...." Kinara still looked down while crying.

"Mother, I'm hungry, I'm burning yams. Can I have a request?" tanyanya asked Kinara for permission.

Kinara's gaze began to shift on her son not understanding, "Burn yam?" tanyakanya.

***

A dull sight was seen, after the woman went down the side of the bridge. A young man was crying as he pleased, with a pile of dried leaves he burned. The twig becomes a tool to take at once check. The sweet potato that he burned was ripe or not.

"What are you doing here?" tanya Kinara looked at her husband figure.

"Aren't you going with him (Yogie)?" Fahri, who for the first time was caught crying in front of his wife, wiped his tears. Staring at the face of the woman he suspected had returned to the city with his son.

The mother and son quickly ran over. Kinara hugged her husband tightly, "You know?" tanyakanya.

Fahri just nodded. Kinara hugged him even tighter, "Sorry, I lied to you, I used you. I told you it's more fun being the wife of a rice bellboy. Do you still want to forgive me? Accept me and Ega," he asked. Fahri nodded again, returning his wife's embrace, his tears flowing not wanting to lose his newly built family.

It was not that the mother and child pair ran together. Where is the child.

"Dad, is the sweet potato ripe?" his question, dabbing yam using twigs.

Fahri releases his embrace, smiles gently, starts sitting on Ega's back."In a moment, be patient." he said. Kinara smiled as she sat burning the yam.

Until finally one sweet potato began to mature,"Enak!! But hot.." lamented Ega in his father's lap, began to eat the sweet potatoes that mature slowly. His parents just laughed, laughing at his son who ate while blowing on a warm sweet potato.

A few hours passed by the fire was still a little burning, the child had fallen asleep from earlier. With his head in the lap of his father.

"What do you know?" tanya Kinara curiously looked at her downcast husband.

"Yellow umbrella, I put it so you don't get wet when you go home. You go home with it" he said, still smiling, stroking Ega's hair slowly.

Kinara stared intensely at her husband, who was still smiling without looking at her. It turned out that only Fahri really cared about him.

"Every time you ask me to go with Kemal, you meet. Then in your school's stash." the words stopped. His wife kissed his lips slowly, not for long. It was like the movement of lips that calmed his heart.

"After that time you still hold on to liking me? Stone heart.." the woman smiled, chuckled, kissed her husband's lips once more, just a brief kiss.

"We are a family, I will never let go of a stone heart like you" he continued with a sincere smile.

Kinara looked back at the campfire, "Why not go straight home?" tanyakanya.

"The flat car. Here there are rarely settlements, new workshops can come tomorrow morning. Nobody is guarding the car. Besides, I don't dare go home. Don't want to see you go again." she answered honestly, smiling a little. Her dimples are visible again.

"Well, wait when we get home. I'll beat you in bed" she said, poking her husband's cheeks.