Pov Rose.
Return? Only a fool would care! better alone than having to repeat a second time the wound that pierces the heart.
Actually love is a delayed wound, with you managed to destroy me like before.
Not! for now, you are only part of the wound that cuts to my veins, he is my child, he is only my world.
Sometimes I thank you, for donating your sperm, so Farhan was born so handsome. Let him not have a king for his father's role, for I am the empress who is ready to pamper my little prince.
Every time I get hurt and give up I see Farhan's face which soothes my heart, only me and my son are now my world.
Farhan, you are indeed a smart child, even your eyes, your smile, your laugh are very similar to your father's, even though your father was the cause of your mother being thrown out of the family.
Hi Farhan, are you okay? truly you are the world of mothers right now, and I really want nothing else, but your happiness.
"War, your child is really excited."
"Bell, since when did you come?"
"I've only been five minutes, War."
"Are you done, in New York?"
Bella just smiled.
"Bell?"
"Don't worry, let's do the work, and this is the result."
Bela held out two peach colored bags for me.
"Bell? This is for me and Farhan?"
Bela nodded quickly, "My family is only you, War. I'm just a single girl struggling to live."
"And, you're the best friend who helped me."
"War, it's because of you that I have a family, and Farhan also beautifies this house. His laughter and tears make this house a little alive."
"O Allah, Bel. Alhamdulillah, you like Farhan. You are the best aunt for him."
Farhan smiled at Bela.
"Ouch, auntie miss you, son."
"Yes, auntie, I miss my aunt's cute and adorable niece." Bela started to take the expert from my arms.
"Honey, you're already big. Even though you only have a month left."
I started to leave the two of them, because on the other hand, I had to cook for dinner tonight.
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Bela is seen playing with Farhan, even though her teeth are not fully grown, but it is very cute.
"War?!"
"Yes, Bell. What's wrong?!"
"How is Rendra's offer regarding a photo shoot job in Seoul next week, so you take it?"
Rose was silent in the kitchen.
"Remember that opportunity doesn't come twice, and the honorarium is big too, when you turn it down!"
Mawar came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of chicken soup.
"Not that I refuse, Bel. But, look at my Farhan is still small."
"It's not like that, War. This is your chance to become an international model, the fees are big too, especially since this is the ORIONS GROUP company! Where many models dream of becoming their brand ambassadors!"
Mawar went back into the kitchen and came out with an omelette and fried chicken.
"You think again, if you refuse, then Diana will take the expert job. Are you willing?"
Then the bell rang.
"War, I'll open the door first."
"Okay."
Bela opened the door of her apartment, she saw a man wearing a black shirt and black pants, and wearing black fantopel shoes while carrying flowers.
"Azka?"
"Night, honey."
"How do you know my apartment address?"
"I just have to ask my people to track where you live."
Azka Wirawan Adijaya is a young entrepreneur engaged in coal. He was 40 years old, quite mature, and quite a distance from Bela.
Azka is a widower with one child, his wife died, because she gave birth to her only daughter ten years ago, named Ranti Amanda Putri Azka.
Bela is a woman who is able to give color to her life, even Ranti is also familiar with her.
Bela gets to know Azka when she accepts a job in Paris, without Rendra knowing. She doubled her love, before Rendra's relationship with her was completely broken.
Azka is indeed a very mature and mature man, and even always obeys Bela's wishes, starting from shopping, vacations and others.
"Bell, how come the food smells delicious? Did you cook?"
"No, honey. That's my friend's name is Mawar, she's staying here, because I just feel sorry for her."
"Oh,"
"Eh, honey, why is there a child's cry?"
"That is Farhan's son."
Farhan's cries were loud, because he had just fallen out of bed, Mawar was trying to calm him down.
"Honey, you are a strong child, don't be a crybaby, son. Cup cup cup" Mawar carried her child to comfort her.
"War, why is Farhan crying?"
"After falling just now, I carelessly didn't keep an eye on him, Bell."
"Hey, can I carry him?"
"Bell, who is she?" Investigate Rose.
"Eh, yes. This is my new girlfriend Azka."
"Azka, recognize this Rose."
"And this Rose is Azka."
Farhan cried louder.
"Honey, come with uncle."
Farhan immediately wanted to be carried by Azka. Then, Farhan fell silent and fell asleep in Azka's arms.
"War, I think Farhan needs a father figure."
"Bell, until whenever I will still be a single parent, I will not marry."
"War, why are you so stubborn?" Bela protested.
Mawar was silent, then asked Azka to return Farhan. Then Azka handed it over to Mawar.
"You guys just eat, I don't have an appetite anymore."
Azka looked at Bela, she was surprised by Mawar's attitude.
Mawar stepped into her room holding her son who was fast asleep.
"Bell, is she like that?"
Bela smiled, "Yes, honey."
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Pov Azka.
Tonight I'm going to propose to Bela, all this because my daughter wants a mother, but I met a woman who was actually attractive, but arrogant and stubborn.
"Honey, why did you come here so suddenly?"
"Really, I can't give a surprise to the mother-to-be for my children?"
I pulled out a small box from my trouser pocket containing a diamond ring.
"Will you marry me?"
Bela was surprised, when I quickly proposed to her to be my future wife and mother to my child.
Bela suddenly confused between career or marriage, because for now it is on the rise. She even always accepts photo shoot jobs for famous brands. She was afraid that after marriage, she would not be able to spread her wings for her career.
"Heem, have to answer now huh?"
"Yeah, it doesn't have to be now honey, you can think again."
Bela just smiled awkwardly at me.
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Bela looked at Azka, she was a little shocked by Azka's question.
Farhan accidentally walked towards them.
"Son, don't go there. Auntie is with uncle."
Farhan didn't care, instead he ran while pulling Azka's pants. He seemed to be laughing too.
"Yes, sorry, son. You're disturbing uncle and aunt."
Mawar carried Farhan. However, he was also fussy and crying louder.
"Ma'am, may I just carry the child."
"Can."
Mawar gave Farhan's sling to Azka.
Farhan suddenly fell silent, and smiled as if he didn't want to leave Azka.
"Na na, ma'am, ma'am."
Farhan started blabbering in a planetary language.
"Cu ci ca ca."
Azka just smiled at Farhan as if he was close to her.
Mawar was a little confused with her son. She saw how close they were.
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