Died Ahead of Marriage

Ex. The Part 26

"Grandmother? When did I become a grandmother?" ask the white-haired woman.

"Ma?" Amar frowned glancing at the woman who gave birth to him.

"I don't want to be called 'grandmother!' How about calling me 'Oma?'

Her husband chuckled glanced at his wife for a moment and shook his head. Meanwhile, Anan glanced at Amar feeling puzzled by the old woman's request. Amar gave a smile and a nod of his head.

"Well, Oma" said Anan briefly.

"Call her Opa where?" said the old man beside Oma.

"Gpa ...." Anan let out a grin and he got a head stroke by an old man called Opa.

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At night, Anna had just come out of the room prepared for her in-laws. Anna glanced back for a moment, looking at her mother-in-law just after setting her up asking for this it should be replaced and changed position earlier.

After saying good night to her husband's parents, Anna headed to her own room. There Amar had been pacing back and forth waiting for his wife.

"Is mom still scolding you?" welcome Amar to spread out his arms when he realized his wife was finished. Amar hugged him while trying to install the sense of hearing prepared to hear the grievance of the wife.

"This is the first time your parents have stayed." Anna leaned her head against her husband's chest.

Anna chuckles at the husband's story and lets go of his embrace. "When I remember my escape to the other island. Real hot. But what else. I have to go for it."

Anna was sitting on the bed looking at the reflection of her reflection in the makeup mirror. He rubbed his stomach which this time had contained a fetus the same age as pregnant Anan used to be. In time he felt alone despite living one roof with Amar.

"You're lucky, honey. You're better off than your brother, Anan."

Amar pulled out the murmur of the wife who continued to wipe the stomach containing the seeds of the two of them. Amar sat down next to his wife, bowing his head, kissing her stomach.

"Honey, thank you for being a complement to the happiness between Papa and Mama. This time Papa wants a little girl to fill the fun of this house because we already have a very handsome son."

Anna looked up at her husband. "Why don't you want another boy? Didn't those men always expect to have a son as their successor?"

Amar looked dumbfounded and could not believe what came out of Anna's mouth. "The time you forgot? I already have a son. To me, Anan is my meat d4rah. That will happen until later. Where Amar only becomes a name in the memory of others."

Anna held Amar's hand. "Had he not left this world, perhaps until now between us were only strangers."

"What do you mean?"

"If Luna were still alive, there would probably be no story between us. In fact, your mother seemed to love him very much. I know, I'm just a hin4 woman who snatched the lover of a man who's at the end of age—"

Cup

"Ah, maybe I—"

Amar did not give Anna a chance to talk stuffed his wife's mouth with a kiss. Sometime later, Anna pushes Amar away.