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Gala and Tara are not officially married, they also do not intend to gather kebo let alone the condition of Tara is pregnant. Gala remained in the residence pavilion of the Aryan Cakra House and attempted to become a standby husband, despite not being officially a husband. In secret Gala and Tara are engaged and witnessed only by Mr and Mrs Maheswari, Mr. Indra Cakra Wangsa and of course also witnessed by Gala's father, Mr. Rajiman Bagaskara. Mr. Indra deliberately did not tell and did not invite Anand and Mrs Gita. Mr. Indra has given Anand a choice, wants to go with him or wants to join his mother. Learning from his past mistakes, Anand decides to go with his father.
Being a father to most men is indeed an ideal, let alone the birth of the first child. Although the child that Tara was carrying was not Gala's child but Aryan's, Gala was still very enthusiastic. Gala has noisily wanted to buy baby equipment for babies who are not even known gender. Sometimes young fathers are too enthusiastic. Their child is not yet born but they already want to buy a cot, clothes, to stock diapers for a month. However, parents do not allow Gala to buy baby equipment first. Tara also agreed with the parents, she will buy baby equipment if it is close to the birth of the baby.
It never occurred to Gala that keeping a pregnant woman is harder than taking care of yourself. Lack of sleep and thoughts break down into a routine together. However, Gala is overjoyed when Tara begins to turn spoiled with her. His style of speech, looking into his eyes, he was like a woman who was kasmaran at the first time. Especially when Tara began to call him papa Gala, it felt like his da-da could explode because it was happy. Although sometimes the call sounds ludicrous to others, but Gala knows its meaning very deeply. Moreover, often Tara clasped Gala's right hand and told Gala to stroke her stomach that bulged. That's love and logic isn't everything, logic can't answer love.
Tara was cravings again. Yes, cravings are actually part of love. A love that a pregnant woman wants to prove childishly. This kind of love is above logic. Tara wants to prove how much Gala loves her.
"Gala, I haven't heard you sing in a long time. I want to see you sing with your guitar." Pinta Tara's.
"But I didn't bring a guitar here." Answer Gala.
Tara was just a manyun not responding to the reply from Gala and pretended not to hear Gala's remarks.
"Did Aryan have a guitar? Can I borrow it?" Gala said quietly and carefully, afraid to make Tara sad and cry again.
"Begging Bi Narti to get it in the music room has Aryan's mas." Answer Tara casually.
Gala obeys Tara's orders and asks Bi Narti to get a guitar. Gala went outside to the terrace where Tara was waiting for her. Gala appears and immediately plays the guitar and sings.
(It's bang Gala ya guys, have a haircut so it's more handsome. How Tara is not klepek-clepek if bang Gala sing while playing guitar with this look.)
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping. I dreamed I helped you in my arms. When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken. And I hung my head and cried. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."
Translation. "You are my only light. You make me happy when the sky is gray. You never know, baby, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine. That night, baby, when I lay down to sleep. I dreamt I was holding you in my arms. When I woke up, baby, I was wrong. And I bowed my head and cried. You are my only light. You make me happy when the sky is gray. You never know, baby, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine."
Tara's eyes glazed over, between happy and sad. On one hand she lost the husband she loved. On the other hand he can unite with Gala, the man he used to love.
"Tara, why are you crying? I'm sorry if the song makes you sad, it's just that it expresses how I feel when I'm away from you." Gala tried to explain.
"I only cry because I am happy, Aryan is very thinking and attach great importance to my happiness. The last week before his departure, Aryan was doing all his office work at home and always serving my manjaku attitude. I guess until whenever I can not forget the moments with Aryan mas." His eyes glared far away, recalling his memories with Aryan.
"He's a good man and I can't be like him. I love you in my own way. Didn't I tell you? I'm not asking you to forget Aryan's mas." Kneel in front of Tara.
"I'm ready even if I'm jealous sometimes. It's better than me getting hurt and getting dissolved in the grief of not being able to be with you. I've had difficult days without you. We grew up together, every day I was with you. I feel empty and my life is meaningless without you. Maybe this sounds like bullshit words or like a gombal seduction. But my life is as if it's really not passionate without you." Gala holds Tara's fingers as if she wants to transfer her love.
"I'm greedy because I love two men at once. Even I couldn't let go of you in the last seconds when I was about to marry Aryan until you decided to leave." Tara blamed herself.
"It's not your fault, dear mama. I am the one who came in between you two to make you waver. The important thing now is baby Aryan, we'll take care of her together and give her a lot of love. Maybe that's my way of repaying Aryan's kindness and also apologizing to him because I took his place by your side." Gala wiped the rest of Tara's tears.
"Wouldn't it be late afternoon schedule to the doctor and all the USG? I can't wait to know baby Aryan is going to be a baby twin. If later born a woman must be beautiful like her mother, if born a man must be a combination of handsome mama and her father." Gala said enthusiastically.
"You're! Don't you like it when a baby boy looks like Aryan?" Tara hit Gala's shoulder.
"There has to be you." Gala nyengir's.
"Kiss me, please." Tara suddenly said.
Gala was stunned to hear Tara's request.
"Gala?" Lirih Tara's.
Gala got up from her seat, looked lovingly at Tara and softly kissed Tara's lips.
"I love you endlessly. Don't think of anything, all you need to remember is that I love you." Gala Whisperers.
"Have you thought about our son's name?" Gala sat down next to Tara.
"Ck.. You're more enthusiastic than me. Later if you already know the gender, then we think of the name." Tara pinched Gala's arm.
"Aw.. Shouted Gala." Pretend sick.
"Gala.." Tara pinched Gala again.
"You are. Don't pretend to be sick! Where there's a heavy bodyguard gini it hurts when pinched." Tara continues to attack Gala.
Tara accidentally touches da-da Gala because she is joking. But he immediately withdrew his hand and tried to control himself.
"If you are afraid of the caliphate, let me begin. I've been holding her for a long time, can I see baby Aryan?" Gala's whisper in Tara's ear.
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