Sunny Sunday.The morning sun warms my bodyAlhamdulillah ....We, Amelia and I walked around the neighborhood area. Just a little jogging. Shady and nice gardens on each side. Quiet atmosphere, sometime we meet security guard who was patrolling around. It’s known, Sundays are usually world lazy days. Mr. Kusuma had not come out of from his bedroom yet.Along the way, Amelia kept talking about her school friends. She ran here and there without direction, as if this road belongs to her. Sometime she laughed uproariously, telling her friend's silliness.How cheerful she is.This child is very sweet, day by day I love her more and more. My motherly instincts were touched when she spoiled me. Clearly she had been lonely all this time."Get some rest, okay? Auntie is tired!" I shouted. I took a shaky breath."Tired, huh?! Age factor, huh ...!" She teased while laughing. "Just over there, Auntie. There's a park with swings. It's close, really!" She pointed ahead, toward a lush area full of

'A man's instinct is the seducer, when something intrigues him. At the end? Depends on the woman how to respond'***It's been one month, I work in Mr. Kusuma's family.Pleasant.They freeing to do my duties, cook, manage the house, and even manage the finances for household needs. I consider this is my own home that I must provide the best.And also they gave liberations to educate Amelia. For this matter, of course, I discuss and ask for approval from Mr. Kusuma.Amelia became interested in praying and even asked to be taught the Quran. Every Maghrib, we gather together and continue to recite the Qoran. Sometimes, we talk about life. On this occasion, I tried to find out what she wanted and tried to teach her to be independent.I consider her as my own DaughterGradually, I educate her. I drive her to do something not on someone instruction. However, it remains from her own consciousness.The house that previously felt empty, began to feel warm. This house has begun to be enlivened

For the past week, the house has been quieter, because of Amelia's semester exams. Mr. Kusuma seemed understand, and he allowed me to accompany his daughter. After dinner, I immediately accompany her to study, even sometime fall asleep with scattered books. Speedy style learning overnight.Today, semester report distribution. Supposed Mr. Kusuma who must attend for it, and cause he still have things to do at office, I accompany Amelia to school first.At school more crowded than usual, parking area is full. In fact, the distribution of report was divided into three parts, and each class had a different day. How not to be crowded, one student uses at least two car parking spaces. one parent's car and one for the student itself. There's even more, mom and their daddy bring their own car.Today's is not just receive a report card, but also showing their social status to each other’s. Since yesterday, Mr. Kusuma emphasized me to look the best, "Don’t bring a shame!" The Sentence, that

"Kakak! Kak Wisnu!" Amelia shouted, running through my room. Yesterday Amelia said she wanted to call Wisnu as Kakak. Affectionate call for the eldest brother.I'm in the kitchen I approached her, what's wrong? Wisnu has just woken up. After the morning prayer he slept again, he said he was still sleepy. Last night, after Mr. Kusuma lifted Amelia who had fallen asleep, he took Wisnu back upstairs. They even asked to make coffee, continued play chess, he said.Until midnight, my son just returned to the room. Frankly, I'm a bit annoyed, my time with my son has been taken away by them, Amelia and Mr. Kusuma."Looking for Kak Wisnu? He is taking a shower just now. Just wait at the dining table. Aunt have already made mango pudding," while pulling Amelia's hand. Amelia sat down, she was still busy on her phone."Here, you cut your pudding. Then pour coconut milk sauce," I said, holding out a small plate in front of her. The smell of thick mango and coconut milk wafted through, Amelia imme

I'm trying not to remember what happened yesterday. Likewise Wisnu, he never discussed it or just asked. He was being as if nothing had happened.He was more concerned training with Amelia upstairs. He said, tomorrow is the event at school.So does with Mr. Kusuma. He never asked what and why happened yesterday. He just asked, "When delivering papers to office, did you meet someone you know?""Meet Desi only. Nothing else," I answered like I didn't know what he meant. I'm sure he knows, that I ran from Bram. And, I'm sure he suspected that Bram was my ex-husband, Wisnu's father.After that, he did not discuss it again. He only got angry when he found out we were riding a motorbike there. He worried that there is anything on the road. After I explained, then he understood, with a note, do not repeat it again.Huuuft....Hoping of going on motorbike with Wisnu had gone. In fact, the purpose of bringing the motorbike here was for that, but instead the motorbike was sent back home by parc