YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
THE WRONG DECISION
Long enough Aliya held Mora, looking at Altha from the window which was badly hit. Al sat in front of the door while covering his face.
"Is it time to cry?" al's face was annoyed at Altha who was crying over the woman who was ruining the happiness of her own children.
"Male and female are the same, what a lack of Altha he is handsome, rich, nice, cool, but still abandoned. Although his cold attitude has no cure, at least they have to endure for the sake of the child." Aliya's gaze was directed at the little girl who had just woken up, looking at Aliya in confusion.
Aliya immediately climbed the stairs, handing the baby to Tika who was not strong to hold her sister.
"Take your sister to her room?"
"When not strong Auntie."
"Al was tired of holding him." Aliya's forehead wrinkled, looking at Tika who was struggling to try to lift her brother's puffed up body.
"Not strong, wait for big Tika a little more. Now it's four, wait until five." Tika's little finger counting showed Aliya her age.
"Ah well, this time I helped bring your little sister." Al smiles to see Tika who raised her sister, helped by Al towards Tika's room.
"Tika's sister is hungry?"
"You suckled." Aliya sat down relaxed.
"When you don't have milk, you have Mama."
"Sister Al's got, but no water yet."
Tika took her drinking bottle, gave a drop of two drops to her sister. Mora's tiny lips received the white water that her sister gave her.
Slowly Tika, let her sister drink the water that Tika usually uses when she wants to sleep.
Aliya who saw him felt pity, Tika was still too small to understand looking after a sister, there should be an adult watching her.
"Have no box milk?"
"Not knowing."
Aliya immediately exited the room, when she opened the door, there was a handsome boy who had brought a bottle of milk.
Juna immediately entered holding his sister, giving bottle milk so that his sister did not starve.
"Sister Jun, why did Mora's sister come home, but Mama didn't?"
"Don't ask Tika again, stop looking for Mama, if she loves us shouldn't go. You have to learn to mature, you have to be able to take care of Mora. Don't be a burden on Papa's mind." Juna patted his little sister slowly to go to sleep immediately.
Aliya smiled, the boy who forced her to mature before her time. It is wonderful to have a brother who shares the pain.
"Sick of losing family? just like Aliya also felt what you are currently feeling. You can embrace each other, while I'm alone." Aliya saw the wounds on her body that always get punched.
"You who?" Juna stared hard.
"Someone who has the same fate, it's just that I was born earlier than you, and was first destroyed born and inner." Aliya's smile was seen staring at the two small children who were tangent.
"Sister, a broken person is born inner what sis? why is he smiling? broken means pain should cry." Tika bangtung saw Aliya's facial expression that did not feel any injuries.
"Not all pain is expressed by tears, for tears are dry." Aliya immediately approached Juna, taking out a bottle of milk.
Mora immediately vomited, because too much milk entered his mouth. Aliya immediately held a soothing voice to Mora who was already crying.
Juna immediately cleaned his sister's mouth, looking worried face saw Mora who was coughing.
"You have a change of clothes." Al looked at Juna who immediately ran out of the room.
"Good brother, very sprightly for his sister." Al undresses Mora, Aliya and Tika's smile looks comfort Mora who immediately laughs.
Aliya smiles at Mora's cuteness, but unfortunately good luck does not side with her. Losing the figure of a mother who chose to leave just for the reason of not being able to anymore.
Aliya's hand tickled Mora's stomach making her keep laughing, Tika also looks happy to look at her sister.
"Why is there a bad smell?" Tika closed her nose.
"You haven't had a shower yet, Tika?"
"Already, Tika perfumed. Maybe Juna's sister or Dede Mora?" Tika, Juna and Al kiss Mora's body.
"Mora pooped." Juna immediately stepped back.
"Rubby." Tika jumped out of bed.
"Why are you so rotten?" Aliya also immediately went away.
Tika blames Aliya who tickles Mora's stomach until she finally defecates, Aliya does not accept direct blame for accusing Juna who gives milk.
"What are you guys fighting about?" Altha opened the door seeing her daughter Mora not wearing clothes.
"Your son is eek." Al covered his nose.
"Dede Mora rotted Papa." Tika also closed her nose.
Altha immediately carried her daughter, taking her to the bathroom to clean it up. Until it was finished three people were still standing in their respective places.
Mora laughed, just finished a shower. Altha smiled touching Mora's nose, wearing the clothes that Juna had prepared.
"Why doesn't Mora wear Juna's shirt?"
"Salah she gave too much milk until Mora threw up." Aliya blamed Juna.
"I'm sorry Juna Pa, didn't mean to hurt Mora's sister."
"It's okay baby, you've been trying to look after Mora, next time your eyes should pay attention to the milk bottle, don't focus in the other direction." Altha smilingly kissed her laughing little princess without any burden.
Altha asks Juna to look after Mora for a bit, asking Aliya to follow her to speak together.
Aliya waved her hand directly following Altha towards the room that Al could already guess for sure Al's workplace.
The atmosphere in the room was very cold, Aliya shivered to see the number of ACs that were all alive.
"Sit down."
"Can the AC be turned off?"
Altha instantly turned off the entire AC, staring at the cold Aliya.
"I'm going straight to the heart of the matter, you've seen my household as well as the fate of the children. What happened between us that night was just a joke to you with a purpose that I don't know, the point is related or not we I don't care." Altha stopped her speech, taking a deep breath.
"What do you want to agree on?" Al looked seriously.
"I will marry you, there is no love between us only to the extent that I ask for your help to take care of my young children with the guarantee that your life is fulfilled. Before there's a baby sister, you take care of them, don't mind me."
Aliya laughed, Altha just married herself to be a child guard. To be honest Aliya also has no reason to marry Altha if only the luxury of Dimas can also give it, but Al's heart wants Altha.
"Well, we're just getting married normally there's no outside invitation, but you have to marry me legally and religiously. One more thing, there's no third between us."
"Okay, after we're officially divorced, I'm gonna register our marriage." Altha stared intently at her wedding photo, she toyed with marriage just because she was heartbroken to hear Citra want to get married.
Altha was sure that one day she would regret today's decision to marry a young man who was nearly ten years old, even Aliya was still a student.
"Papa, this is outrageous!" Juna stared hard.
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DON'T FORGET THE VOTE AND THE GIFT