
“About the age of our child later, about two months yes.”
“Ya, hopefully both men yes, let there be friends play.”
“Males and females alike anyway, the important ones are shalih and shaliha.”
“God willing, amenn.”
Aura and Sherin continue to engage in intimate conversations while preparing breakfast for their husbands. Although there are already many Art in this Mansion, but for both women who come from the same educational background, preparing the needs of the husband is worth worship. So they don't want to miss it if the time and opportunity are still there.
“Tuh!” Aura beckoned with the tip of her eyes at Sherin, while throwing a glance towards the stairs. Sherin followed Aura's gaze and immediately smiled at the sight.
Quinsha and Rafardhan walked down the stairs with their hands, talking to each other and smiling. “Kata Kak Clau's. In this Mansion, the most romantic couple is you and Aresh. But maybe now your position will be shifted by Rafa and Quin.”
“Sir papa, I'm sincere .. but is it true mommy said like that?” tanya Aura was a little jumped.
“Ya,” Sherin replied with a nod.
“I think all the couples here are now sweet and warm, every time I see laughter and smiles. Of Anthony and his wife. Of Edgard and his wife. Mommy and daddy. Subhanallah,” cetus Aura with twinkle happy face.
“And you, are the trailblazers, Aura. The way for this family to find love in each heart.”
“Alhamdulillah,” said Aura full of gratitude.
“what are you doing?” Quinsha had already arrived before the two and immediately asked.
“Against guessing, last night newlywed couple, what are you,” Sherin said.
Quinsha smiled as she spread her shoulders. “That has been a newlywed, must have known. So I don't need to tell ‘kan?” rhetorical Quinsha while daubing a smile on her face.
“Alhamdulillah,” welcome Sherin.
“Wahh looks like a child in your womb, soon will have a nephew, Rin,” as well as Aura.
“No papa, I'm happy,” said Sherin.
“Mana there directly so. Stirring once,” Quinsha muttered which was immediately greeted by laughter by Aura.
“Ya already, buruan stirring again. Let's be quick so,” Sherin said with a crisp laugh.
“Ih mom in-law.” Quinsha chuckled at her now-in-law friend.
The whole family got together and had breakfast together. Interspersed various discussions that increasingly glue the atmosphere of family. Everyone is involved in bonding. No one is silent in bearing the burden. No one is just listening to the mind being shackled in turmoil. All occupy their respective positions, and their respective roles. Until the atmosphere of family is so alive in togetherness. No number one, number two and so on. What exists is being united in a loving family bond.
“Pak.” One of the assistants approached Damaresh and bowed slightly. His presence immediately got the attention of the handsome man, as well as all the other families.
After breakfast, the whole family continued the conversation in the lounge. They deliberately set aside a moment to gather, before they both pursue their respective jobs.
“What's up?”
“Semple in just!”
“Good, Sir.” The strong-bodied man soon passed. The conversation that had stopped, now continued. A small topic discussed, framed in a casual and warm chat. Increasingly remove the family rope that is getting closer.
Until the return of the conversation paused with the presence of Stefan who smiled kindly at everyone. Next he approached Damaresh only. “You've arrived?” Unlike Damaresh's attitude to the whole family that looks warm, to his subordinates, he shows a strong attitude of authority.
“Iya, Sir. I came straight here,” says Stefan.
“You didn't see Clara first?” damaresh's question was reprimanded.
Stefan was silent. He indeed went straight to the Pramudya Mansion before meeting his wife, because there are important things that he must immediately report to his superiors.
“What do you want to say? After that hurry home!” damaresh.
“Good, Sir.” Stefan immediately handed Tab to Damaresh. The man looked carefully, but only for a moment. Because then he handed back the tab to Stefan while giving a signal. “they also need to know everything,” he said briefly.
“Good, Sir.” Stefan obeyed and immediately executed the order without much question. Clara's husband headed for the wide LCD available indoors. Fiddled for a while, and a moment later a newscast was displayed.
Breaking news.
The real culprit who had framed artist Rafardhan Malik, with a drug case, turned himself in to Metro Jaya Police this morning.
The perpetrator, consisting of two men, one man and one woman, stated that they made this confession consciously and without any pressure from any party. Here is a snippet of his interview with two people who are now suspects, in front of the media.
Then on the screen it appears now a pair of humans who both bowed their faces from the camera beam. But Rafardhan was able to recognize both of them perfectly. “Ayunda, Nataniel?”
“You recognize them?” william asked his grandson.
“Iya. Ayunda is a model, and Nataniel, an actor,” Rafardhan replied. Next the handsome man was silent, but his forehead was furrowed deeply.
“What do you think, Raf?” ask Damaresh towards him.
“I don't have no guesses on them, Brother. But I did not expect that they would admit their actions voluntarily. It seems this is not their habit.” Rafardhan shook his head slowly, as if to deny reality. What the two men did made no sense to him.
“Stefan, can you explain everything to Rafasya?” lontar Damaresh to Stefan.
“Good, Sir.
Indeed, as Rafardhan said, Although it is clear to make a mistake, and the evidence has also been in hand, Ayunda and Niel reject Stefan's desire to make a statement, that they are the masterminds of all the events that happened to Rafardhan.
They just shut up and shut up, even turned into obedient like a buffalo who shuffled his nose, whereupon Stefan very smoothly reveal traces of their other crimes.
FLashback.
“Ayunda.” Stefan took a slow step around the three people who were now looking at him closely..
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