
In the morning, Asloka and Anne came out of the room. After that they chose to join his family, enjoying breakfast below.
Their smiles have always been displayed since Asloka left the hotel room, but not with Anne. She felt arrogant with her husband, for deceiving him raw.
Exactly at four this morning, Anne was intending to take a bath but the perverted man next to her, walked into the bathroom just like that and pounded her until six o'clock. Now that Anne feels only one, her legs are limp, but she should look ordinary in front of the family later.
"Good morning, Pa, Ma, Om," said Asloka, pulling the chair for Anne to sit on.
"Duh, newlyweds, really fresh the face," said Aslan slightly teasing his son.
"Yes dong, time has to frown like it can't be rations!" asloka mocked his papa. Indeed, Asloka had heard the debate of his parents, just a little not much. The point is, the papa did not get rations because of mistalking.
"Eh .. That, ahh forget." Aslan didn't go on, he was too afraid to bring up the incident last night.
"Laka, Mama tell ya! If you already have a wife do not ever praise other women, if you are like that, mending just stay Laka, An!" the girl looked even more hatefully at Aslan.
"Ma, Papa accidentally yesterday, I swear. It was just a non-serious reflex, for Papa the most beautiful is just Mama," Aslan said but Ega shook his head quickly.
Ega was upset, she also still remembered her husband praising an invited guest and blatantly saying 'Her husband is very lucky, for having a wife like her'
'Is he not lucky to marry me? Basic man bangkotan, just beware there is no ration of three months!' his mind is so thick.
"Already ah, don't keep fighting. We have breakfast first, fill the energy after that I want to make children lag β ouch!" his screeches were very tight as a pinch darted across his waist.
The pinch is very small, but the sensation is that. Very sick at once hot, steady is the pinch of Madam Laka.
"You didn't forget your promise, did you, after breakfast where we went!" anne whispered with a forced smile.
"Yes, remember my dear. I'm just kidding, calm me, later we continue after from the tomb," replied Asloka half a whimper.
"Issaah! Mesuuuummm!" he shouted unconsciously in front of him there were still in-laws as well as his om.
Everyone could only smile inwardly and pray that Anne would soon become pregnant, they were also looking forward to having adorable grandchildren like everyone else.
The breakfast was quiet, and they enjoyed the dishes at the hotel. The service is also very good, so they feel overwhelmed.
After they had finished eating, they were getting ready to leave the place, and so was Raynald. Today he will return to Paris for a while to persuade his wife and children to stay in Indonesia.
"Dear, Papa must persuade your aunt to stay in Indonesia" Raynald replied very gently.
Anne smiled at Raynald's words, at least this man wouldn't leave her like his parents. "What promise?"
"Yes Promise, after all is done, Papa will return to Indonesia. Who will help you take care of who else, if not Papa?" ask her while gently stroking Anne's cheek.
"Thank you, Pa. I'm waiting for Papa to return to Indonesia, with his aunt and sister Yudha."
Raynald nodded for sure, after which the three of them decided to go to Edward's tomb together. Before leaving, they chose to stop by the flower shop for the grave pilgrimage.
Upon arriving at the funeral, they sent a prayer to Edward. Anne was also incessantly crying, she felt like an ungodly child because she never knew who her biological father was.
During this time he always followed and believed the words of his former in-laws, who apparently used his innocence only for the sake of property.
'Pa, I promise. All I'll take back, papa calm down in heaven huh. Tomorrow, I intend to visit mama, I will send greet papa, love you.'
...πΎπΎπΎπΎ...
Mother : ππππ
Asloka : Why is my mother?
Mother: Mother is sad, the feeling of nulis has been very careful, but why is typo still ayantol. Though mother before sending already chek meticulous, but still nyempil two ππππ
Asloka: Duh cup cup, here no need to cry. This is a good luck you can write in an abnormal eye condition, so in SUKURIN only.
Mother: What did you say, sukurin!
Asloka: typo mak, ehhh but it's honest from my heart anyway mak.
Mother: brash kid!!