Laila watched her daughter's face with a frown. The one trying to make sense of it suddenly became worried. What if, during his stay abroad, his son received inappropriate treatment? Or is it that a Western man has seduced his son?
"Darling, are you okay? As long as no one else is around, right?" Laila asked, worried until Emma, who heard it frowned.
"Mom ... my daughter's name is Emma Darliana Baehaqi, not Darling," said Emma reminded Laila.
"The name Darliana was Mom's idea. I wish I could call you Darling," said Laila, Emma glaring while her father chuckled.
"Seriously, Mom?"
"Of course, seriously. In the past, I had prepared you the name Darla Dasima because I like the story of the woman who became the mistress of the company, but your father didn't want to," Lailla confirmed.
"Dad, did you say that?"
"Right. Dad disagrees because your mother likes Dasima for being the company's stock ... while your daughter is a woman with a future greater than any woman," praised Ardan proudly.
"Steady." I heard you," Emma said with a shrug.
" Heh, you haven't answered mom's question. Who Are you with during the trip," Lialla reminded.
"Emma doesn't know. "They were on the same plane," Emma complained.
"You should have asked who. After all, you were on the plane for a long time when there was no intention of acquaintance," said Lailla, seeing her son's indifferent attitude.
"It's not my intention, mom. He's not my age, and I don't like old people," Emma replied, leaning her back on the back of the chair.
"The one sitting next to you is old? You're not in anything, are you? Don't be like the older adult. Later you will count candy again,"
grumbled Laila.
"Candy? A few times," said Ardan laughing.
"Dad ... it's the tablets that are often mentioned in novels now, sugar daddy or sugar baby," said Lilla annoyed.
" But that doesn't mean his name is so Candy Bu," said Ardan with a laugh.
"I like your mom. Darling, are you serious about anything with that old man beside you?" Laila asked curiously.
"No, Ma'am. Even Emma, who has made the man upset," Emma replied half-dreamily.
"Heh, how can your daughter upset people?" Laila asked incredulously.
"How not to get upset. Emma would sit by the window while she sat on the edge, and Emma often went to the back," Emma replied.
"Don't you want to change places?" asked Laila again.
"She does, Emma," Emma replied, closing her eyes.
Laila, who saw Emma close her eyes, could only mumble to herself. She did not yet know who the man next to her son was. It's impossible to sit next to each other, but the scent of her perfume can stick to Emma's clothes.
For Laila, Emma was the most precious stone in her life. Emma was born after three failures in the pregnancy process that made her almost desperate. If only Ardan had been impatient, it is possible that her husband would have remarried.
For those who don't understand how IVF and intrauterine insemination programs, which are pregnancy programs, can fail, not just once but many times. Until the second insemination attempt, finally, the womb could survive until Emma was born safely.
Ardan repeatedly glanced at his wife, who always looked back to ensure Kalua Emma rested comfortably.
"According to dad, during the plane, Emma was disturbed by the old man, right?" Ask Emma to make sure.
"I'm sure not. Emma told me she was the one who was bothering her. I'm sure the plane Emma was on ensured the comfort of her passengers. If you're worried, why now instead of before Emma leaves?" asked Ardan.
"Dad was right too. I can't wait for Emma to leave. Such an offer would probably not have been possible twice for Emma. He was lucky, but maybe there will be more luck in the years to come, and the talent produced even better. "Who knows," Laila said.
"Above the sky, there is still a sky," murmured Ardan in response to his wife's words.
"So there is no need for anyone, and how it feels to sit next to Emma if she is no problem. Agree?" said Ardan back.
"He did ... I won't do it again," Layla said.
Ardan only smiled. He knew his wife would not be silent and persist even though Laila had promised her. A woman will be a beautiful woman if it concerns her. For a Lailla, there is nothing more important and valuable than an Emma.
This is one of the essential things in the life of Emma herself, which is part of the life of Emma herself, which is part of the life of Emma herself, which is part of the life of Emma herself, which is part of the life of Emma herself.
"Mom, you already signed up for Emma's school, right?" Emma's voice was very interested in telling the two people sitting in the front seat.
"Girls can't speak slowly? Slow and smooth when talking, do not grasp grass like that, "scolds Laila.
"Yes, Emma is sorry. You have a list of schools, right?" Emma asked suddenly.
"It Is Honey ... according to the request. Good thing your grades are high so you can be accepted at your favorite school, if Miscellaneous "I'm going to school," Layla said.
"If you're not in school, what will you do?" Emma is interested.
"I'm married to my uncle," she said.
"Doesn't Uncle Dul have any children yet, Ma'am?"
"Yes, indeed, not yet. That's why mom said it like that," Laila replied, Not to be outdone.
"Mother and son are constantly arguing. Are you tired of what? I just heard it hurts my ears. Emma's mom doesn't feel like what people say. Jetlag?" asked Ardan.
"Jetlag lost the same excited mother's voice, Dad. "I'm glad you didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night," Emma said quietly.
“What! Did you sleep on the older man's chest? Does that mean you're in a bind? What are you going to do, Darling?" said Laila.
Emma closed her ears tightly while closing her eyes. How can she talk about her falling asleep in the arms of a man she doesn't know? God ... I hope her mother doesn't ask the same question again while she doesn't know what else to answer.
"Darling ... answer mom's question, Are you sleeping in her arms? What else did he do? Did you guys know each other before?" Laila is worried.
"Emma is sleeping in her arms, but Emma thinks it's a spontaneous movement because her name is a sleeping person who can manage how he wants," said Emma trying to explain what happened to Laila, who was still curious.
"Is he sleeping too?" asked Ardan looking at him through the rearview mirror.
"He did. And he slept very well. Maybe because she was always disturbed by Emma before, so she had a better sleep," Emma explained.
"Are you in there?" I'm worried about Laila."
"Yes, ma'am," said Emma confidently.
Ajeng was lucky to have been accepted for practical work at HSP without knowing that Maxim already had plans for him. Maxim is not going to let go of Ajeng because he is sure that the young lady is his suitable soul mate.Ajeng, by his estimates, does not care about him as one of the successors of HSP because Ajeng's only desire is to work with the chef he idolizes.Since Ajeng's meeting was in his kitchen, Maxim always took the opportunity to pay attention to Ajeng, so his actions attracted the attention of Abyan, who always did not manage to find him every time he stopped by Maxim's workroom."Is she so beautiful that you spend more time in the HSP kitchen?" Sam asked while they were having dinner at Sam Pravitel's House."Who is beautiful?" asked Eliza, who heard Sam's speech."Marvelous assistant," Sam replied."Since when does Marvelo have an assistant? I once met Marvelo, and he was a very arrogant man as if he was the most powerful in the HSP Kitchen," said Eliza, who did not n
Ajeng kept watching Maxim sitting behind his large table while arranging the results of his cooking on the table.The hope Ajeng sees is only an illusion, even though the results are authentic. In his heart, he was busy talking to himself.Why the man who collided with her in their current workspace? Is the man who thinks he is his mother's friend the man who is her boss?Ajeng's face suddenly clouded at the moment when the certainty was so clear after Marvelo told him all about it."I'm sorry I only brought it here after I kicked an uninterested person out of my kitchen looking for information that wasn't in its place," Marvelo said.Again, out of the way. This was the first time I heard an officer talk to his superiors."I did have someone ask about the presence of a girl who was not listed as a guest. You should know how Grandpa guarded the HSP against intruders, and we hope it won't happen again," Maxm replied, rejecting Salah."I understand. This is a letter of introduction from
Maksim continues to pay attention to women of different ages and a vast degree of carelessness."Is he Your Friend?" say hello to Maxim to older women.Rani's eyes gleamed with joy. How could a young man whose name he did not know ask such a question? Whether he meant to mock her or blame her."It's a shame he's not my friend because Ajeng is my son," Rani replied.'Huh?!'Ajeng's laughter sounded embarrassed when Ajeng saw the wide-eyed man in front of him."Don't tell me you're interested in my mom," he laughed shamelessly.Rani warns Ajeng that he should keep his attitude. However, Ajeng is even more unstoppable until Rani pushes him into the lobby, leaving Maxim still staring at them in disbelief."Tell Mama what time you get home," asked Rani when Ajeng was just a few steps away."Don't know yet. I'll let you know later. Bye, Mam."And the footsteps so fast that they were almost said to be running were made by Ajeng while Rani shouted to prevent her daughter from making unimporta
The kitchen of the HSP hotel is a territory that not just anyone can enter, but today, a girl who is the niece of one of the dessert chefs at HSP is already making the head chef look at her fiercely.Who has allowed the girl until she is free to create in an area where there should be no strangers who can seem to cook?Marvelo, the master chef at HSP, had to restrain himself so he would not yell at the young girl standing with her head down."Did you copy my cooking?" Marvelo asked sharply."Excuse me, Sir.""I don't need an apology; I only need a confession!"Standing with firm feet, Ajeng should not feel the Earth swaying, but that's what he thought when Marvelo increasingly cornered him.Like never before, Ajeng started to stand restless. He knew he had made a mistake, but his trial-and-error attitude made him unable to stand it. He is a student who gets to practice in the kitchen HSP work with the knowledge he learned."You know that not just anyone can cook in this place, let alo
How significant were Sam's hopes for his wonderful grandson? He did not distinguish his grandchildren, but in Maxim, he saw a firm attitude and a flamboyant nature that Abyan never showed.Where did he get so easily attracted to the opposite sex? Of course, Sam, who in his youth was famous as a man of seduction before he fell in love with Eliza, the Indonesian woman who was so adored by Yegor, who was famous for his evil nature and liked to take advantage.The past is like greeting Sam and why he can only see him now when Maxim says his wish. Maxim was so different and never showed his fearlessness at all."Grandfather ... happy birthday," Stefan's voice caught Sam's attention, and he looked at the young man who was older than Maxim."Thank you, dear. What do you want from Grandpa? Do you want to get married young, too?" Sam asked attentively."No. I want Grandpa to give me a place to work," Stefan replied softly.So far, only Maxim knows himself, who prefers sculpting from clay and h
Abyan's small family chose to stay at Ardan's House, and Maxim was a fortunate boy because he could find various new information.Maxim, who at first only got information through digital media, was very interested as soon as he could touch and see it live.Maxim, as if re-discovered the world of his free childhood, does not know fear every time he does something.A month after staying in Jakarta, that night, Abyan told Emma that Tania and their parents would come to Jakarta and go straight to the new House that Indra had prepared with a new environment.Different from before, the House that Indra bought for his family was a house that was not too big and was in a village environment. Indra, who had consulted with the doctor who treated Stefan, said that Stefan needed a new environment that he had never met before. The House in the village without a high guardrail was the environment chosen by Indra for his family."I hope you don't mind my choice of House," Indra said to Tania, who lo