Love on the verge of suffering
Baby's Crying that Attracts Heart

At three o'clock the atmosphere of the shophouse was already noisy with the sound of the cake tools, where Zara, Tasi and Beni had already started making orders. Beni somehow slept at what time, but as soon as the loud voice of the cake maker rang the man woke up again, and started the action. Beni and Tasi are already used to working in a cake shop so they have experience in baking, as well as Zara who is also good at baking and processing food.

Two men Alwi and Ghava, it is still slumbering despite the noise in the kitchen tickling his ears, but because of fatigue and staying up late at night. The two adult men ignored the noise. Dreamland is still reluctant to move from the arms of the two men.

Not unlike Ghava and Alwi who are still asleep in the cradle of dreamland. Zifa and her two ponakanya and Sisri the caretaker of the King and Queen are also still asleep in her dreamland. The two twins were even used to the noise. In the foundation they are also trained with sounds that always tickle the ears, and in this place they will also be familiar with the sounds that will accompany their daily lives. So the baby was already immune to his ears with a loud voice from the tools of the nagging.

Six Zifa just opened her eyes woke up because her bangkanya mutually unpretentious asking for breakfast. Zifa swiftly helped Mba Sistri prepare milk for the King and Queen. After taking care of the two ponakanya Zifa just down of course after a shower and then began to help work on all orders and deliver according to the address of the oder.

"For all," Sapa Zifa cheerfully. "Don't forget to pray well all so that the business we started today can be successful and have many branches" said Zifa before starting his activities.

"Amin," answered everything simultaneously. Zara's sweaty face was also visible, as she was already working from three in the morning, but her feeling of cherry was clearly visible on Zara's face. In the bath of the mother of two children, very happy because this is the real ideal, and today thanks to the help of his sister and friends, especially Alwi, Zara can realize his ideals.

Zifa hand deftly packed the order cake that the delivery schedule morning, then after ready he ordered an online motorcycle taxi to deliver the order according to the address that has been sent. "Alhamdulillah," muttered Zifa when one oderan had been sent. Next he continued with the next order where he also started arranging the ripe pastries inside the display case. Once installed neatly and attractively. the hand returns the dealer memeking that must be sent in the next hour, the customer delivery hours that determine and Zifa follow the buyer's request, and the buyer's request, who wants to be sent what time it is.

Zifa was busy with her first job. Ghava who just opened his eyes he planned this morning will see the shophouse that Alwi meant last night. Previously Ghava turned on his phone and it turned out that the call reports from Eira, Vienna and Kemal were scrambling in, and also the message report did not miss each other before entering his phone. One by one Ghava's message read, after which he threw his phone. The contents of the message he read were almost all the same, asking where Ghava was.

Instead of thinking about those people, Ghava got out of that cramped bed and headed for the bathroom. Not a fancy bed, a luxurious bathroom. All this time spoiling Ghava's life, only makeshift rooms, even the bedding was far from comfortable, but Ghava was happy here, besides he did save the taste to Zifa, but he was happy here, Ghava also feels like he has a new friend. Alwi and Beni had only met last night and had a chat, but Ghava was already comfortable with the two men. Especially Alwi who looks very wise.

Overnight Ghava had a lot of saharing with doctors Alwi for free, even though he is a doctor of psychology, which to share as Ghava did last night, will usually require a fee that is not cheap.

The sound of crying from the baby managed to stop Ghava's steps. "Cry whose baby it is," Ghava said as he peered into the room that was across the room that Ghava had occupied. Ghava's heart was tingled with the sound of the babies, at first glance his eyes could respond to two cute babies who were whining each other.

Tok... Ghava knocked on the door before entering, even though the door was half open, and it was a sign that it did not matter if anyone entered, but as Ghava was a guest and also a boy, he knocked on the door and after getting a new permit entered the room with the cute babies.

Sisri turned to the door where Ghava replied with a smile and a bowed head as a polite greeting.

"Masuk Mas" replied Sisri although he did not know the man before, but due to his polite and kind appearance, Sisri allowed Ghava to enter.

"Why is Mba's son? Can I carry one of his children?" asked Ghava politely. His eyes were instantly hypnotized by the cute babies he was facing.

"Boleh Mas, this is the one crying his name King and this is the one who's hand-to-hand his name Queen, they're my foster children. Teh Ara's son," explained Sistri because it seems Ghava was wrong, thinking the twins were children of Sisri.

Ghava was surprised, it turns out that the two cute and adorable babies are not baby women who are currently talking in front of Ghava. "Oh, so this baby isn't her mother's child?" ghava asked with both eyes wide.

"Not Mas, I'm just babysitting, Ara Tea is busy, but later once the work is a little work can be left, will come here to play with the King and Queen," explained Sisri, who is also a member of the royal family, the middle-aged woman who nurtured Zara's two children was a trusted worker in the foundation so that Mother Anna allowed the King and Queen to be cared for by others, especially the well-known and patient Sisri.