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Aliza was silent while staring at her son who currently looks preoccupied with his own world.

Currently Aliza is packing all the clothes they will bring. he glanced at son and mother at a glance. There was little pleasure seeing them. aliza hopes that with their move, their lives will get better.

The most important thing is that when he gets there, he hopes Aliza can immediately get a job. After all, he wanted the best for his son's life.

"Honey, we already want to go .. Let's take a shower first" said Aliza to her son named Marcel. He walked towards Marcel who is now busy playing with the small toy car that he bought for his son.

"Are you going to leave?" Asked marchel with a smile. it made him want to smack his son's face with a kiss. She is really adorable.

"Yes .. just play next time, okay? Let's clean up then after that, marchel takes a bath" Aliza said softly. Marcel smiled at the mother and nodded obediently. marchel is a very obedient son A bonus for an alluring face like her father's derivative to complement her.

"Umh can this marchel be brought to Indonesia?" Asked Marchel while showing the mini cars in his hand where the car was a gift that Aliza deliberately bought for her son as a birthday present. It's quite sad, because Aliza is not a rich parent to then fulfill her son's needs as a child who should have felt childhood. If most parents can afford a large car for their little boy, Aliza can only give her son one or two mini cars for his son.

Because they also have other needs, right? Not only limited to toys for him, but how can he manage the food they will consume every day, as well as the clothes that the three of them wear.

Even though his life was difficult, he was still grateful for it. After all out there there are still so many people whose lives are still below him.

"Mommy?" called marchel with a face full of hope.

"Of course honey. Mommy will slip it in your suitcase later" said Aliza, stroking Marcel's hair.

"Really? Horeeeeee!" Shouted marchel happily. Ahh, the feeling of tiredness and fatigue disappeared immediately when he saw the happiness that shined in his son's eyes. marchel then looked at the mother with round eyes.

"Mommy Bica keeps it buggy. I'm afraid that I will forget it," said Marchel in slurred language. He stretched out his hand to give his favorite toy which of course Aliza took, not forgetting the smile etched on Aliza's face.

marchel always took care of his mother's gift. Even when he accidentally saw a child touching the toy, he beat it until the child was injured.

When Aliza asked why she did that, she bluntly said.

"This is Mommy's purchase. This is mine! I don't want another shiver to touch it"

aliza could only sigh at that time. Out of nowhere marchel's stubbornness decreased. From her or from the man who had her life ruined.

At that time Aliza could only apologize to her neighbors. Luckily he just snapped at him and then asked Aliza to educate Marcel better. Although a little annoyed, but Aliza can only apologize repeatedly.

"Mommy ?" Asked marchel who is now pulling my bottom shirt

"Ummh? What's wrong, dear?" said aliza. He shook his head then looked at Aliza worriedly.

"Mommy is daydreaming," said Marcel. making aliza smile once again. He put his son's toy into the suitcase quickly and then he looked at his son who was now frowning in confusion.

"Now take off your clothes and take a shower, OK?"

marchel nodded then tried to undress with difficulty.

"Mommy! My head! My head pinched! Ukhh marchel so skinned belnafac" said marchel, patting his face which was blocked by his own clothes.

aliza who looks at her son with a giggle, but that doesn't mean she is silent. Therefore he will definitely help her right away.

"Oh keep it mommy son .. now Mommy's son will be free .." he immediately pulled the marchel up so that his clothes escaped.

"The pants are dear .. don't forget to open them" warned aliza.

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aliza smiled. He saw how his son was active in playing foam. Even with his nosiness the son poked his mother's face with some foam.

"Mommy is also playing, right?" he asked excitedly. He even hit the surface until the foam splashed everywhere.

"Now is not the time to play marchel .. what if we miss the flight?" Asked aliza starting to scare.

"Emm" he muttered looking unwilling. He then asked Aliza to immediately rinse his body. After all, the child knows enough if his mother is even willing to sell the house that his mother bought from his mother's work for the cost of the plane and also just in case later.

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Marchel has just finished drying herself painstakingly. Aliza is applying some special handbody for marchel toddlers.

"If I just cheated on it, mommy. You asked me, it's easy," he said in slurred language.

"Can't you help Mommy?" Asked aliza with a pitiful face. Oh he just doesn't want to waste time.

"I told you, Mommy can't help it," said Marchel confidently.

aliza sighed in her heart. could it not be dear. But we are in a hurry. But he could not possibly say that, because his son might be hurt because of what his own mother said.

aliza just needs to find a way so she can trick her son.

"Umhh is that so? Mommy knows that Marc can do it. But is Marcel really not giving permission to Momy to help my son who is already grown up?" Seduce Aliza with pitiful eyes.

Umh Marcel is very weak with his mother's gaze. Look at his mother's eyes that seem teary. Anyone would feel sorry for him.

"Yes," said Marc at last. He stroked Aliza's cheek

"Mommy, don't be sad" murmured marchel, which made Aliza want to burst out laughing at that moment. But he was still sane enough to do it.

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Even though Aliza is poor, it doesn't mean that she doesn't take good care of her son. Even Aliza doesn't take care of herself as much as she does her own marchel.

A few moments ago his son was ready, he looked very handsome. Even to make Aliza take pictures from all directions. He is really lucky to have a very handsome son.

Until they were insulted, sat in a garden not far from the airport. Soon he will leave.

aliza stared at the clock perched on her left hand. He thought that it was time for him to prepare the e-ticket and other necessities for check-in.

Soon the flight hours will arrive.

"Let's go inside," said Aliza, smiling. Ratih nodded then led her grandson, Marcel to walk with her because Aliza had to drag two suitcases at this time.

After checking in, and other matters, Aliza finally entered the plane.

Everything went smoothly even though this was the first time for Aliza and Marchel to fly. Of course it is different from ratih. He was originally from Indonesia, because his family who kicked him out because of the slander of his ex-husband and wife of his ex-husband, he was finally kicked out by his own family and crossed his name from the family card and decided to go to the Netherlands, the country where he and Aliza have lived so far.

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aliza sighed, they finally arrived at their destination. Yes, aliza just got off the plane. Until this is where they are.

"Mommy .. are we already in touch?" Marchel asked curiously.

aliza lowered her face then looked at her son who had now been led by his grandmother.

"Yes, is Marchel tired?" Asked aliza

"I'm just sleepy" he said, rubbing his eyes.

"Then we look for a taxi first. Today we stay at the hotel," said Aliza

"Why? Doesn't Mommy want to buy a house?" Asked marchel, confused. Previously, Aliza had said that when she arrived in Indonesia, Aliza would look for a house to live in.

"Marchel is sleepy isn't it? After all, after buying a house, we have to clean it first and that of course takes a long time" said Aliza.

"I see .." Marcel muttered softly.

Ratih smiled then looked at Aliza, who now looks busy dragging the suitcase in her hand. While he was leading his grandson who looked very sleepy at this time.

"We can stay at a friend's house tonight, aliza. We don't need to stay at the hotel like you said," said Ratih

aliza turned to her mother.

"Doesn't it bother my friend, mama?" Asked aliza looking worried.

"What did you say? That was my mother's house when she was young. I asked the friend to look after it before my family threw me out," said Ratih, chuckling.

"Hehhhh ?!" Shrieked aliza in shock.

"If you know that you will be kicked out, why don't you just sell the house before you leave?" Asked aliza in surprise.

"What do you think? Mama didn't sell it because someday I'll definitely come back. And look now, isn't now the time?"

aliza nodded in understanding.

"Then are we going to stay there oma?" Asked marchel

"Yes, we don't need to buy a new house or clean it like your previous mommy said. That's very long," said Ratih and coughed afterward. His condition is somewhat unhealthy at this time. aliza frowned. If it was his mother's house, why did her mother say that they were staying there for a while? And what confused him the most was because his mother at the beginning said that it was his friend's house. Even though it is his mother's house. Haahhh Aliza's head feels dizzy thinking about it. Is it because he is old, his mother is so convoluted? aliza glanced at her mother who now looks troubled.

"Mama just sit here. I'll look for a Taxi" asked Aliza because she didn't want to make her mother walk farther.

"Marchel can take care of oma right?" Asked aliza with a smile

"Hm. Of course caja" said marchel, nodding.

"Smart kid" aliza stroked her son's head with a smile.

"Alright .. mommy will look for a Taxi first" said Aliza then intends to leave before her son's voice instructs.

" daddy!" The marchel parrot who made Aliza's steps stopped.

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Aliza's heart seemed to stop beating.

Aliza turned to her son who was now walking towards a man with slightly long black hair, not forgetting his sharp blue eyes now staring at Marcel with a look of surprise.

"ar-arka" the male parrot looked at the marchel who was walking towards him.

The man stared in disbelief at the figure of a child who was like a duplicate of his younger brother.

"daddy?" Said Marchel who now looked up at the face of the bagas who was looking down at him.

"Is uncle my daddy?" He asked innocently which attracted the attention of the people around him.

Several flashes of the camera aimed at the man.

"Is that really your son, sir bagas?" Asked a reporter who happened to be covering at that time

aliza stared at the man not far from her in silence. He thought that this man must be a very influential person that the news about him caught the attention of the media crew. Or could it be that the guy is a celebrity? aliza shook her head, why did she think about it. He gasped as he just came to his senses from his shock. Quickly she walked towards Marcel and then crouched down to hug her son, who was still steadfastly staring at the man Aliza had just learned was named Bagas.

"May I know where you live?" Asked bagas while staring at Aliza. He didn't seem to care about the news chasers who were now taking pictures as they liked.

aliza looks suspiciously at the man in front of her. It's not that Aliza doesn't know bagas, she feels that she has seen bagas in a place. His face is familiar. And yes, Aliza has already remembered it. At that time he accidentally saw the cellphone of the man who became Marc's father. The wallpaper that the man is wearing is a photo of bagas and himself.

"Are they brothers?" Aliza's mind is wondering. Thinking about it made Aliza furious.

"What do I tell a stranger like you? Wherever I live is none of your business!" Aliza's words were somehow sparked with emotion. He felt that the man in front of him was a dangerous person who might want to grab the marchel from his side. aliza stared at the bagas sharply then chose to carry her son with the other hand she forced to drag two of his suitcases. Although you have to bother, of course.

"Just let mom take it" said Ratih

"No! This is too much for you mah!" Prevent Aliza from disagreeing. But Ratih forcibly takes one suitcase from Aliza's hand.

"Only one. Besides, I just dragged him. My strength is still strong enough to drag this aliza" said Ratih who made Aliza resigned.

Ratih doesn't know what the problem is, all she knows is that Aliza doesn't seem to like the presence of the young man named Bagas. At least he could help his son to get away from that place.

"aliza .. your name is aliza right?" Asked bagas after seeing Aliza's back who had moved away.

Aliza's steps stopped. He looked back without turning his body. marchel who was in his arms hugged his mommy neck tightly while smiling at Bagas. For a moment Ratih was surprised by it. Because as far as he knows his grandson has never shown a friendly face to strangers.

"You're right Aliza, right?" Ask Bagas again.

"What the boy-"

"He's my son !! Whatever you think I don't care! What is clear is he is my son! My son!" Said Aliza who cut off the bagas. He then decided to continue his steps.

For a moment Bagas smiled. Aliza's behavior at least made her even more sure about what she was thinking.

Aliza's back looks away, but for a few seconds Aliza stops her steps which makes Bagas frown in confusion.

"Ah and one more" said Aliza without turning or turning around at all.

"I hope this is our last meeting. I don't want to see your face for the second time" Aliza said coldly and then resumed her steps.

Hearing Aliza's words, bagas didn't feel threatened or offended at all.

"Yes, we'll see what will happen later" said bagas in a low voice, not forgetting the smile on his face when he saw how the boy carried by Aliza smiled at him while shaking his hand to say goodbye. From the movement of his lips bagas could tell what the little boy was saying.

'Bye, uncle. See you again'

Look, that kid just opened up to her. Why did Aliza say such cruel things to her? Ekhem, bagas smiled once again. Arka would have been surprised to learn that He had a son. How can Bagas be so sure if it's an archa boy? Marcel's face is of course a duplicate of his archaic childhood. What's more, bagas knows if Arka has had a girlfriend before. Yes and accidentally at that arka leaked the name Aliza to him. And even then without knowing it. At that time Bagas was in the office. He intends to invite his younger brother to have lunch with his father's room. But he, who had previously opened the door slightly, was forced to stop his intention when he overheard his sister muttering the name of someone.

'aliza'

Yeah and at that time he started to find out about his little brother. Even though he only knew that Aliza was the girl whose sister loved back in the Netherlands without knowing her face. Remembering the name bagas reminds something. He began to think, but in the next second bagas patted his forehead because he felt stupid.

"Shit! I forgot to ask his name" said Bagas, who now felt stupid because he did not know the name of his nephew.

But that's no big deal. Wherever Aliza is, wherever she is hiding, as long as Aliza is still living in Indonesia, the Marhesa family will definitely find her. One thing that Aliza doesn't know. aliza has been dealing with the richest families in indonesia and asia.

continued in the next part

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