Genius Child: Mine is yours.

CHAPTER 81 HAPPY ENDING

The day of celebration for the return of Kesya has arrived, at the residence of Raka held a festive party. Many guests attended the event.

Ari is busy playing with her Grandpa and Grandma, while Kesya and Raka welcome the guests.

Bu Lidya, Pak Wira and Ari also approached Raka and Kesya.

"Congratulations, Mami seneng you can finally unite." Said Mrs Lidya.

"Thank you Mi." Raka clasped Bu Lidya's hand.

"We have a special gift for you." Said Mrs Lidya.

"What gift is Mi?" Ask the enthusiastic Kesya.

"Mana Ari, give the envelope to Mama and your Dad." The Order of Bu Lidya.

"Ready Grandma." Ari answered and then gave the envelope that he had brought.

"Amblope? what envelope is this Mi?" Kesya asked, flipping through the envelope, curious about the contents of the envelope.

"I don't know, open the food dong." Replied Bu Lidya who threw a smile at each other with Mr. Wira.

"Here, let me help you open." Raka helps Kesya open the envelope.

"Vacation ticket? well, thank you Mi, Pi." Kesya.

"But this is how there are only two tickets?" Ask Kesya.

"Yes, Mami deliberately pesen two tickets for you and also Raka. Because Mami thinks you need a honeymoon, too." Answer Ms. Lidya.

Kesya and Raka stared at each other, as if it was hard to leave Ari.

"You're calm, Papi and Mami must take care of our favorite Grandson." Pak Wira seemed to know the anxiety of Kesya and also Raka.

"Yes Ma, calm down. Ari can take good care of herself too." Ari gave her thumb.

"We believe in Mami, Papi and Ari." Kesya smiled sweetly at her son.

"Eh this is your party, enjoyed dong cook from just welcome guests anyway." The protest of Mr. Wira.

"So we have to do Pi?" Ask Raka.

"Dance dong. Sir, the music please set romantic music huh. My son wants to dance." Tell Mr. Wira.

Now the music is playing slowly, the romantic atmosphere is starting to feel. Raka stretched out her hand in front of Kesya. Kesya looked at Mami and her Papi who were answered with a nod.

Kesya also grasped Raka's hand, They walked towards the dance altar.

Now they faced, Kesya put both hands on Raka's shoulders, while Raka put her hands on Kesya's hips. Now their eyes are staring at each other.

"I'm lucky to have a Wife as beautiful and as good as you." Said Raka, They stepped left and right still with the same hand position.

"I'm lucky, too, for having a Husband as big as you. Wonderful." Kesya began to prank to Raka.

"Oh that's it, it's been praised it's even mocked again." Raka Protests.

"Mas, I don't think we'll ever be together again, you know? when I thought you had another woman. Maybe I'm almost giving up."Kesya said her heart.

"Love will bring you back to Me. Hopefully after this, no more problems come to our household." Please Raka.

"Aamiin, I hope so too." Answer Kesya who again has no power to stem her tears.

Raka hugged Kesya tightly. As if he no longer wanted to part with his wife.

"For so long I've been too selfish about my Son, I want the best for them. What I do is not the best for them. They're adults, I should have let them find their own happiness. I am guilty of wanting to separate my Son from the Woman He truly loved. I'm too selfish." Inner Bu Lidya realized his mistake.

"Mom, why is Grandma crying?" Ari wiped Bu Lidya's tears.

"No papa son, Granny is crying because it's good to see your happiness." Answer Ms. Lidya.

Then Bu Lidya accidentally saw Prisa and the King who were invited guests at the Party.

"Aunties. Sorry I'm just here to attend the invitation from Raka." Prisa Saying.

Bu Lidya looked at the King. His face reminded Bu Lidya of Abi, his dead son.

"Prisa, I'm sorry. I've separated you from Abi. I'm sorry." Bu Lidya approached Prisa and hugged him.

"Tante, I'm sorry Auntie. Even before Aunt apologized." Prisa Saying.

"Father also apologized for that time Father helped Bu Lidya to separate you from Abi." Said Mr. Wira.

"Tante, Mr. Wira. Let the past be the past, Prisa has buried deep in the dark past." Prisa Saying.

"Is this your son?" Bu Lidya asked to appoint the King.

Prisa smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes, He's the King. Son of Mas Abi." Reply to Prisa who is now crying tears.

"My grandchildren.....You look a lot like Abi, can Aunt hug him?" Miss Lidya asked Prisa for permission. Prisa nodded her head again.

Pak Wira and Bu Lidya embraced the King affectionately. After releasing her embrace, Prisa explained to the King.

"Honey, they're both your Grandpa and Grandma. Salim is with them." Prisa's Order.

"So the King has Grandpa and Grandma?" The king was enthusiastic. He also kissed the hand of Mr. Wira and also Ms. Lidya.

"Ari, this King is your cousin's brother." Said Mrs Lidya.

"So Ari has a cousin? wah exclaim dong, let's play brother." Ari grabs the King's hand and invites him to play.

"Prisa, from now on please allow Us to help finance all your needs in lieu of Abi's responsibility huh." Said Mrs Lidya.

"No need for aunty." Reject Prisa gently.

"There is no rejection, the King is a descendant of the family of the Hero. At least for the sake of the future of the King, so please accept. From now on call me Mami." The Order of Bu Lidya.

Prisa was silent thinking about Bu Lidya's words, finally he agreed to Bu Lidya's request. After that they talked a lot about the King.

The Kampung.

Now Doctor Dimas is sitting in the living room precisely at the house of Pakde Fillia. He had just expressed his wish to immediately propose Fillia.

There was also Fillia who was sitting restlessly waiting for her Pakdenya's answer regarding Dimas' request to ask Fillia.

"I'm sorry Nak Dimas, you can't accept." Replied Mr. Bambang who made Fillia, Dimas and Budhe Fillia focused on Pak Bambang.

"Please sir, I love your nephew very much. I'm not gonna give up until you approve of us." Said Dimas who is still trying to melt the heart of Mr. Bambang.

"Dengerin first if I said, I can't accept. Because that can determine whether it is accepted or not I leave it to Fillia herself." Replied Mr. Bambang who made Fillia moved and hugged Pakde and Budhenya.

Dimas was relieved by Mr. Bambang's reply. They finally talked about the marriage.