CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

MUTUALLY STRENGTHEN

The sun was shining brightly, Isel's eyes opened feeling that a light was coming in. Next to open eyes saw the man she loved standing in front of the window staring out.

Isel's smile seemed to admire and love Dean more than he did. The feeling of love has not diminished in the first place since he realized that he loved his Uncle.

"Uncle," call Isel slowly.

Dean turned his body to look at Isel who was trying to sit down, but still had difficulty due to his cramped stomach.

"Do I disturb your sleep?" Dean helped Isel sit on the bed.

Isel's head bowed, I call you feel uncomfortable in Isel's ears, he has bad thoughts if Dean is awkward.

"How's Uncle doing?" as strong as possible Isel held back her tears from dripping.

"I'm fine," replied Dean who looked at Isel's pale face.

Dean sat on the edge of the bed, watching Isel's hands tremble. Resisting his deep sadness.

"Thank you for the little gift, I'm happy to receive it. Sorry, I can't take care of you two, sorry for being late to know, sorry also ...." Dean could not continue because his chest was tight.

Isel's cry instantly broke, her body shaken at the words of her apologizing husband.

"The apologetic cell, Isel should have checked from the beginning, not delayed for long and immediately told instead of evading, Isel was wrong who could not take care of himself. Isel's two hands covered her face crying hysterically.

Both of Dean's hands immediately hugged tightly, rubbing Isel's back gently crying together.

Isel is unlikely to cover up a pregnancy if it is not because of Dean's speech wanting to delay the pregnancy.

"There's nothing wrong, we're both just being tested, a little gift that's being tipped is taken back because it's a test for us. God willing, we are given the sustenance and favor of this test. Isel don't blame yourself, Isel is a great woman, Isel is strong and the best woman." Dean's embrace tightened, strengthening Isel but unable to strengthen himself.

"Uncle must not blame himself, either, Isel knows what Uncle did for Isel's happiness. Forgive Isel who has not been able to become a mature wife, a wife who became Uncle's dream. Isel didn't ask for anything, just wanted Uncle to always be on Isel's side." The cries of the two broke out hugging each other as they felt very lost.

Dean's smile was seen rubbing Isel's face, he was happy even though his wife was childish, naughty, unruly and stubborn.

Dean's hand rubs gently, peeping Isel's forehead softly lovingly, the little one he loved so much.

"I love you so much, even I'm afraid that I'd go beyond anything so I'd go crazy if I lost you. Isel must not believe it, how do I say it?"

"Isel believed, Isel knew Uncle loved Isel greater than Isel's love. Isel knew that," replied Isel who immediately hugged Dean's neck very tightly.

Both Dean's hands checked Isel's body, saw there were some injuries, felt the pain of seeing the wound was already dry.

"Isel is fine Uncle," said Isel who understands her husband's anxiety.

"How can it be good, these wounds, hands and feet are also wounds."

Isel's little taw rang out, some of Dean's injuries as well as Isel's showing much worse than him.

What Dean was worried about was not worth the pain Dean felt. Isel suah is used to wounds, it is common to experience pain, let alone just a small blister for him.

"Uncle, don't call Isel me you, every time I hear Isel's anxious," Isel's plea is uncomfortable with Dean.

"Why?"

"Any Uncle is comfortable?"

Dean's shoulders were raised, feeling ordinary and nothing strange. He had asked Isel to call another name, but still called Uncle.

"Emh ... Anything other than Uncle."

"Pig." Isel's laughter sounded funny never thought there would be a call Abi.

Dean also laughs, calling Abi like Dean Isel's father because he is very young despite the gap of six years.

"The cell calls Bi, keep Uncle Bun." Isel's wide-looking smile felt funny with his call.

"Buntel," Dean replied with a laugh.

Isel's punch landed, his romantic call was destroyed because of the name Dean who called the bundle when Isel thin slim like an electric pole.

"Mother Uncle, it's good to call Buntel." Isel's gaze was cynical for not liking being considered fat.

Dean's laughter rang out, rubbing Isel's adorable face that made her gemes want to kiss him, but realized that Isel was still recovering.

"Call Mother Isel." Isel's eyebrows shot up many times tempting her husband.

"Ready Bun." Dean saluted in front of Isel.

From the front door Gemal stood listening to the jokes of the two from the outside, the tears of Gemal dripping immediately pushed over quickly.

Behind the test of life sometimes there is wisdom that can be learned, the relationship that Gemal thought would end quickly because of differences in attitudes and principles is wrong.

The problems that befell his daughter taught the two to express each other's feelings, to trust each other. Problems do not make the two blame each other, but reinforce each other.

"Why is Gem Papa?" seductive Diana who feels funny with her husband who looks tough while holding back tears.

"Why am I, just waiting for Dean who was accompanying Isel to wake up." The Gemal's face looked the other way.

"Gemal Gemal, I know you for decades, how could I not know your thoughts?" Diana's head twitched, her husband's doubts were so apparent that he always said his daughter would be separated quickly.

"Emh ... I'm happy to see the two get along, love is weird." The smiling Gemal looked at the beautiful woman who always made him fall in love.

"Dispose your dirty mind, remember it's old. If Isel has a child you're called Grandpa" Diana said, holding back laughter at her husband.

"Why Call Grandpa, even though old people think I'm thirty years younger, you have to admit it if the Gemal is still valiantly mighty."

Gemal's head was beaten by Daddy Dimas, from young to old Gemal still with pride and pride boasting of his mighty manly self when the slowest and slowest movement. The leletnya gemal has no opponent.

As everyone ran after the villain, Gemal took the time to take a shower and even change clothes, not forgetting the perfume of the smell of frankincense that he always carried.

"Daddy should not discredit Gemal, just once proud of the quality of Gemal so we besan." Gemal ran away before Daddy Dimas hit him again.

"There's nothing I'm proud of you, if it wasn't for my daughter it's been a long time you, I scribbled from the list of daughters-in-law." Dimas stared at the room and saw Isel laughing with Dean.

Mommy Anggun's smile was also visible, not feeling her tears falling down feeling moved by the small affection of the two.

Diana wiped away the tears that flowed from Mommy's eyes, not forming the figure of the extraordinary Dean and the powerful Isel without the guidance of the Anggun Mommy whom Di was very proud of.

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