Allow the Heart to Choose

190. Extra....

Eid....

5 Years later

The echoes of takbir so echoed all so enthusiastically calling for takbir on the last day of Ramadan.

All the big families gathered to welcome the fitri day that will happen tomorrow.

How happy, all the families gathered the children, the grandchildren all went home.

All seemed happy with the frenetic day Eid full of typical food menus on the day of Fitri.

All meals are also available on long mats. Deliberately do not use the table because all families gather into one will not fit if using the table. It would be even more delicious if you eat with Lesehan on the mat like today.

Children continued to run in and out when they heard the sound of fireworks that were lit and glowed beautifully as if they wanted to touch the sky.

Along with the beautiful night studded with stars fireworks add to its beauty.

Alvaro is the first child of Akhsan and Khairi, who are now pregnant with their second child.

Alvino the first child of Ikhsan is also Fatma who this time is doing a program for the second child.

Arkan and Arkana son of Rico is also Aisyah who has also followed running around chasing his two brothers who came in and out to see fireworks.

Zaki, the first son of Iqbal, is also Shelvia, who also follows.

Latifa is the first child of Dante and Meyka who is now also pregnant again. Dante said many children have a lot of sustenance so he wants to add more and not delay.

Farid the first child of Farel was also Felisha who came there at the request of Tasha the elder oma.

Of course there is also Ara, and Kiara is the first and second son of Marco and his wife.

While Faisal, out of nowhere Author hid it now 😅😅😅

All gathered, enlivening togetherness in the evening of the ceremony at the boarding school which now the students are homecoming. There were only the nuclear family as well as some guards who did not go home.

So happy to see all the families gathered as they are today. Being able to enjoy food together also continues to see the liveliness of children who continue to rush in and out without stopping.

Mutual fireworks scramble and run around because of the seizure of matches.

While the fathers are cool to eat the food available while the mothers are still busy to provide all the equipment for tomorrow. Also all the cakes that must be displayed on the table.

"Well! It turns out I'm old. My grandchildren are many and big" he said.

"Shortly, Cake!" Arkana replied, "sir, Bang Arkan! That's a fucking firework!" Arkana protests when suddenly the fireworks in his hands were taken by Arkan.

"Take it if you can," Arkan quickly he ran but just a few steps directly blocked by Alvaro and Alvino in front of him. The two stood up with a sadistic face also crossed the chest.

"Here are the fireworks" Pinta Alvaro.

"No, it's Arkan's." Obviously Arkan wouldn't let that fall in the hands of his two super-naughty brothers.

"Oh, don't want to say yes" Alvino who singed cynically.

The two approached and made Arkan retreat. Arkan thinks they're gonna prank again. Not yet caught the two brothers fell simultaneously.

"Don't do it Tommy dong. That can't be. You're gonna hurt them!" Arkan.

Obviously it makes everything there gawk. Tommy's? Wh who? There is no such thing as Tommy there.

Alvaro also Alvino throw each other's eyes they're both confused by what Arkan said.

"Abiii, Arkan is talking to himself again!" Shouted both and ran away.

"Bang, who's Tommy?" Arkana doesn't even know.

"Hehehe, it's nobody. Here are the fireworks. I'm sorry, yes" Arkan could only grimace. He immediately left but with a mouth that mengedumel as if scolding someone.

"Arkan Arkan, you're this." Of course, only Rico knows what happened to Arkan because it turns out that Arkan also has what Rico has. Indigos.

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'Mas Ustadz I Love You'

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