ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 42

Revi.

Pandu kissed the niece's forehead softly as her consciousness began to recover in his mind.

"This is what makes me so dear to my mother! That woman is really strong!" I smile while smiling broadly.

The one who had been moved to the VIP room smiled. "How powerful is the initial process of human life, not as easy as when making it!" clearly blatantly in front of Pandu.

Getting in can be hard.

Pandu grunting. "Don't talk weird, I'm lazy, I don't want my innocence to fade because of your talk!"

Mommy who got the second grandson chuckled little, he patted Pandu's shoulder and followed his granddaughter's gaze.

"Who does this baby look like?" ask mommy.

"Fin' me!" I'm confident again.

Mommy turned to look at Pandu. "Just her lips are like yours Dalilah, same eyebrows, also her nose." explained mommy examined her grandson's face.

Pandu nodded without protest. "The important thing is similar, Grandma." he said casually.

Mommy chuckles amusedly, he likes Pandu because mommy once said he was a relaxed prince, in contrast to his quiet brother even Suryawijaya has not been here to see his nephew. Maybe his college schedule is just busy, or...

My son was crying again, the Dalilah who was learning to breastfeed must have smiled shyly as he was about to breastfeed his son.

"Closed his eyes!" he nodded his hand. Me and Pandu turned around. The guide walks towards a glass window that shows a view of the afternoon sky.

I accompanied. "Where is Suryawijaya, Ndu?"

"Not returned from campus, mas Surya is also freelance work for the sake of... For the mother's lady!" Pandu smiled bitterly.

I embrace. Suryawijaya may repeat the tragedy that ever happened in this palace, but he can be gentle.

"So, you want to find a wall?"

Pandu sighed. "Perhaps, because I love my mother so I want to obey her wishes."

I patted his shoulder. "Once in a while can see that outside the palace, that's freedom in falling in love."

"Ah, baby! I want to go to the cafeteria. What are you gonna drop off?" bargained for.

I smiled broadly. "Sit sweet, let me order right from here. Want what?"

"What a good thing!" replied Pandu while sitting next to mommy, the two people were chatting for a while before giggling.

"Papa I too." said Dalilah while she was still breastfeeding her child. Ish.., being mothers is still adorable.

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Dalilah's return from the hospital was warmly welcomed by the extended family. Sajen jenang-white brother was made as a symbol of human life created from the water of our parents' lives.

I am so grateful to be part of this cultural lighthouse. Maybe soon I will also be one of them with my profession as a doctor.

After all this big family supported me so much, they understood my condition which was still trying to become a doctor. Although once a month, there is a special schedule that requires me to check the condition of all courtiers who serve in this palace.

I am very, very grateful for everything that the creator has given me for my destiny. It was all beautiful and felt like this when I really became a father of the two children who were now sitting in front of me.

"Papa, what's your sister's name?" aleta asked, my little girl who was about to enter elementary school was piercing her sister's dimples.

"Try on asking mom!" I said with a big smile. Aleta approached Dalilah who was busy preparing a change of clothes for Raden Mas Pradipta Jayantaka Adiguna Pangarep. The name given by Father to his grandson.

"Mama, what's your sister's name?"

"Mas Created." replied Dalilah while smiling. "Kok mas? Pliincess is a big brother!"

Dalilah tucked Aleta's hair behind her ear. "The name is Mas Dipta, baby. Try calling your sister.." ask Dalilah.

He is a younger brother, Haha. Aleta was clearly confused by his expression. He returned to his sister's cheeks. "Mas Created... Mas Dipta." call him repeatedly with anxiety.

This phase I am still relieved because Raden Mas Pradipta still likes a deep bobok, I can undergo the final stage of the UKMPPD exam calmly, after that internship.

It took me a long battle before I became a doctor.

And my women will faithfully accompany this journey well and spoiled.

She smiled a gentle smile as I looked at her.

"Why?" my question is to approach him. Aleta sat on my lap. "What's it like to be a mother?"

"There are no proper words to describe it. But I am happy." replied Dalilah while leaning her head on my arm.

I embraced the two women who strengthened me in long steps toward self-maturation. I love them, and now there will be Raden Mas Pradipta who will look after the Dalilah if I am busy working.

Ah, I'm lucky my son, if there are any more women I would choose to stay at home, to serve my whole life here just for the sake of looking after these women.

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I again witnessed how magnificent the valuable cultural wealth in the life of Javanese people when the aqiqah tradition that is still thick with Javanese culture is carried out smoothly and sacred in the palace.

Father kissed his grandson's forehead slowly. His old eyes looked very happy. Mommy and Daddy were no less happy, they rewarded their second grandson with the wealth that would be bestowed on him because my stepbrother Asmira had already lived abroad with her husband which made her happy in simplicity.

I took Dalilah to go to the park, we were both sitting in the garden, under the living Cambodian tree.

The cool morning air makes the atmosphere shahdu. He smiled perfectly when he looked at her.

In the kebaya dress, she is perfectly beautiful. I have been fascinated to see it since.

My hand held it, Dalilah turned. I smiled warmly.

"You're no longer a scary grave Cambodian tree. You are my Cambodia. I will take care of you until your roots entrap me deeper!"

With a gentle smile, he approached my face. Her lips kissed my lips gently.

I smiled between her lips that were still caressing my lips. She enjoyed and reminded me so much when she was young, a beautiful girl full of curiosity.

I hugged Dalilah, she rubbed my lips with her thumb before leaning her head against my chest.

Back when we were far away, I felt readiness. And now it's all back. I just hope this romance will continue until old age, but I have not had time to pray my prayers. The pebbles hit my back and Pandu's shout followed later.

..."MOM, DIPTA MAU MIMIK!"...

I snorted, Dalilah smiled widely. I also took his hand to meet Raden Mas Pradipta who will go down my good looks as well as down the souls of adventurers of love like Dalilah. I must be prepared to be a wise father, and my teacher is Ayahanda.

...EXPIRE...

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...Thank you for accompanying the story of Asmaradana Crown Princess. ...

...Monggo who is still reluctant to part with this family can docked to the Story of Om oyen : Love At the End of the Dusk. ...