Kirana
Chapter 3. Meet In Jakarta

Kirana is flabbergasted to see the house she will now live in with the Danish.

"Sir Vano, is this seriously my stay here?"

"Call me Vano!"

Kirana smiled clumsily, she really felt bad about Vano's kindness.

Yesterday, after Halimah's wedding, Vano came to pick them up, even now giving them a very decent place to stay.

"Mama, the house is nice. Will we stay here?" ask Danish enthusiastically.

"Yes, do you like it?" Vano bends his knee, to be level with the Danish.

Beautiful Danish eyes sparkled, her brown hair shone in the sunlight that was getting stinging during the day.

"Is there AC inside too, um?" ask Danish again.

"Sure, you want to see? come on, om!." Vano took Danish by the hand, taking her inside.

Something stuck in Kirana's heart, she didn't want to accept any of this. Even he has not worked, why Vano can be this good to him and Danish?

Kirana followed their steps while squeezing the edge of her clothes anxiously.

"Sir, may I speak?" kirana asked, once behind Vano.

"Ah yes, come with me."

After seeing Danish running around, Kirana followed Vano. Sit on a sofa chair that is already available in the living room. Kirana gulped down the saliva.

Even this house has been filled with furniture and other items.

"Sir, sorry isn't this too much? I haven't started working. But I've accepted all of this. If for where I live and Danish can sleep in a regular rented kok, sir."

"Kirana this house has my cousin, he's a very rich man. And this house no one lives in. I also have permission to use this house. You calm down, yes. Coincidentally, the location of this house is close to the boutique."

"Oh yes, sir. So I don't have to pay rent to live here?"

Vano chuckled at Kirana's innocent question.

"No, this is a facility for you. When are you ready to work. For Danish's problem, you can take her too."

Kirana fell silent, her face shrinking at the thought of something.

"It looks like tomorrow I'll have to find Danish school first, sir."

"Oh, will I take you?"

Kirana shook her head quickly. Don't want to go back to bothering Vano.

"Mama. Danish put the clothes in the biggest room huh" said Danish as he looked down at the living room.

Kirana smiled with. Although in her heart it felt bad, but Kirana did not want to break her son's pleasure at this time.

"Then, thank you again, sir. But I'll still pay the rent after work."

Vanno sighed, she knew that a type of woman like Kirana could not be forced. Finally Vanno nodded approvingly to Kirana.

"In that case, please rest first. I have to go. If there's anything you can call me."

"Well, sir." Kirana said with a smile. He escorted Vanno to the front door.

In his heart he was grateful to still be able to find very good people like Pak Adi and Vanno. At least he now believes that the life he lived was not completely dark and gloomy.

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Kirana stops walking in a shop that sells ice, because Danish asks to buy fruit juice. He just finished enrolling Danish school Kindergarten.

After searching the internet, Kirana finally found a suitable school for Danish. He wanted to send Danish in the best place, because that was one of his goals to work in this City. For the sake of Danish education.

"Mama, I want apple juice." exclaimed Danish.

Kirana agreed, then ordered the mother seller two servings of fruit juice. For himself and Danish.

The weather in the city is very different from in the village where he lives. The sun, making the sweat fall on Danish's face.

Kirana gently rubbed Danish's face with a handkerchief, making the child dodge.

"Ishh mama, what the hell don't wipe Danish's face. Shame on!"

"Why should you be ashamed?"

"Danish is big, mah. Shame on seeing people."

Danish's spontaneous words made Kirana, and the few people around her laugh.

"How old is his son?" ask the seller's mother.

"Five years, Mom." Kirana answered politely.

The saleswoman looked at Danish in amazement. Kirana was used to that look. All those who have just seen Danish will surely be surprised to see his different stature. Moreover, Danish's face did not resemble Kirana's. Many do not believe that Danish is his son.

Meanwhile, the,

Alex kicked the tire of his car furiously, although it couldn't solve his problem now.

"Argh." Alex was grinning with pain in his leg, as a result of kicking the car tire earlier.

Alex is currently stranded on the side of the road, due to a broken car tire. He had already contacted his assistant to come and send a new car. While the repairman he contacted was also still on his way.

Many times he saw an expensive clock attached to his hand, time kept going making him even more upset. Because he had to arrive on time at the meeting place.

Alex rolled his eyes around, his eyes fixed on the street-side ice shop that looked crowded.

Alex smiled obliquely, for him the food or drink on the side of the road was unhygienic. And he's very anti to it.

Alex's eyes continued to be glued to the tavern, until a woman whose face he never forgot came out of it, holding a brown-haired boy. He is Kirana and Danish.

Alex's body stiffened, Kirana's simple appearance still vividly imprinted in her memory.

An innocent beautiful face, which once managed to make his life ruined.

"Circuiting..!" alex exclaimed with a slightly breathless breath.

Kirana glared in shock seeing who was before her now. He had not expected to meet this soon with the man he most wanted to avoid.

"You're Kirana, right?" ask Alex again. He looked at Kirana's face. Making sure carefully that the woman in front of him was Kirana whom he knew.

"Sorry please let go of my hand. You're wrong." said Kirana slowly, she tried to pull his hand.

Alex laughed discordantly, he was more convinced that the woman in front of him was Kirana, as soon as he heard her voice.

Alex's face flushed red, holding back anger.

"Who did you say?"

Bughhh.

"Please my mama!" Danish went forward, hitting Alex's stomach with his small fists, which of course would not hurt Alex's burly body.

But Danish managed to distract Alex. His response slipped, then looked down at Danish who was now glaring at him.

"Om, dare to hurt my mama, get ready yes I fist again." Danish brandished his fist with a serious mimic, leaving Alex glued.

Seeing Alex still silent, Kirana took the opportunity to pull Danish and get into the taxi car that had been waiting for her. Alex regained his senses, and wanted to prevent. But too late, Kirana and Danish had already gone inside.

"Circuiting...!" Alex banged on the car glass.

Let alone being open, the taxi kept on walking leaving Alex screaming in anger.

Words kept coming out of Alex's mouth. He couldn't catch that cab, because now the tires are leaking.

Alex immediately grabbed his phone and called his assistant.

"Within five minutes you don't arrive, stop working from today!" maki Alex on her assistant across the street.

He walked back to his car with the remnants of the accumulated anger. Today he really felt bad.

Kirana's?

She must be Kirana. I know from his voice. And his face never changed, even though he now looked covered.

But who's the little boy?

Is Kirana married?

There were a lot of questions that came to Alex.

He leaned his body in the car.

His chest throbbed pain, recalling past events. Where Kirana left him without a message and news.

Kirana who made her heart die on women, Kirana who made herself turned into a workaholic figure.

Alex is determined to find Kirana, his meeting today is a clue that Kirana is now living in this City.

Just wait Kirana. You owe me an explanation! inner Alex.

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Kirana held Danish and entered the house quickly, then locked her up.

Close all the windows, hoping Alex doesn't follow.

He took down the Danish from the sling and rubbed his son's hair.

"Mom, who the hell was that?" danish asked confused.

Kirana fell silent, she was confused as to what to answer to Danish. If he replies he does not know, is he guilty?

Because Alex is actually Danish's real father.

Kirana started crying, unable to answer Danish's simple questions.

"Mama don't cry. I don't want to know who that is. He must be a bad guy. That's why my mom is crying."

Kirana immediately grabbed Danish into her arms. I don't know when he could hide this.

"Danish hungry isn't it?"

Danish flanged, "Gak mah. I want bobo, but I want to drink milk first."

"Yes already. Mama make milk."

Kirana tied her hair up. He went into the kitchen, preparing milk for Danish.

Before going to bed, Danish is used to drinking milk first, it must also use a glass in particular.

She smiled slightly watching Danish who was lying on the sofa folding her hands, with glasses perched on her head. The Danish style is sometimes like an old man, according to Kirana.

"Please, little boss of his milk."

"Thank you, Ma." said Danish, she downed her milk in a matter of seconds.

"Ahh Danish full, now want bobo first."

Danish put the glass on the table, then returned to the body.

"Aren't you in her bobo room?"

"No, I want to sleep here. Take care of the house, afraid that the evil om had come here."

Kirana laughs amusedly. He sat down on the sofa, then rubbed his puffed Danish cheeks.

"Thank you, Danish, take care of your mama."

Danish smiled broadly, she began to close her eyes enjoying the mother's caress in her face and hair.

It didn't take long, Danish fell asleep with a smooth snoring and a peaceful plain face.

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