Hold on or let go!

Eps 101s

Sakti came out of his room, he found Dimas who was still cool with his flat object while grinning.

"Dimas! You are not the same bokap?", asked Sakti suddenly. Dimas who initially focused on his phone is now standing and entering the smart object.

"What the hell is mas? no!", said Dimas. Just like a kid who gets caught naughty. But basic Dimas, just know the gap to make his sister-in-law candidates to be stuck. Behind me was a general who had just chatted with his doctor friend who was in the next room. The general asked Dimas not to tell him he was behind Sakti.

"Neither do boong! You want revenge right because I have not met Lo dating Ika?", read Sakti again.

"Oh my goodness. Don't suudzon why. Sin knows!", chirps Dimas.

"Ga thought I was, so lemes mouth Lo ya Dim! Nyesel I restuin Lo same Ika."

"Sakti, seriously I have nothing to say to you."

"Keep, why did you suddenly wonder about Bia trying? Must be from Lo, right? What Seto? Febri?"

"Do not recriminate Sa!", said his father, patting his eldest son on the shoulder. Sakti froze in place. His eyes glared sharply at Dimas' face.

Lak***! Not saying there's a bokap behind me! Grunts Sakti in the heart.

It's finished already! Dimas no less entrenched.

"And I said, I met Bia in front. Why did you turn on Dimas?"

"Eum.it ..."

"Udah, don't look for a scapegoat. I will know you as a friend of my son. You may know him too!"

"Well, please! This is not the time to play the fools yah!"

"Finally, I'm retiring, I want to have grandchildren. Play the same grandkids daddy at home! You are old Sa! Wait a minute?", asked his father.

"You father wants to sneak a grandson, noh. Daddy's adjutant tell Lamar Ika as soon as possible!", said Sakti while glancing at Dimas. Dimas's mouth gaped, his face suddenly pias.

"Your sister is a child, has not yet graduated from college!", argued the general. Dimas felt helped this time.

"Yes, it's up to you!", said Sakti listens.

The general smiled faintly. Fortunately, he had very obedient children. Even though she raised her own after their mother died.

"Let's Dim!", take Sakti's father to dimas.

"Come, mas Sakti. I go first!", said Dimas, bowing his body. I want it to taste Sakti ngajak Dimas gelud. They used to be nothing like this, but after knowing that Ika had a relationship with Dimas, the two became more familiar. Familiar in the real sense!

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"You want to go outside! Aa bosen is here!", Alby told me.

"Where are you outside? Garden?", askau. Alby nodded.

Now we are in the park. I was sitting on a park bench, Alby was sitting in front of me. His face still looks pale. But he said the wound wasn't very painful. This was only three days. Maybe his wound in the glue times, ga in sewing 🤭🤭🤭

"Miss!"

"Hum?"

"For example we go back to the village, we open a business in the village how neng?"

I scrunched my eyebrows.

"In which village?"

"In Aa's village!", said Alby. I sighed to me.

"What usaha? The caterer?"

"Anything! What matters is that we are always together! Moreover, soon we have a young boy!", Alby rubbed my stomach.

On a different bench, it appears that a grandmother who was already old noticed the romance of the couple. The grandmother smiled when she saw the man rubbing his wife's stomach.

"By!", call someone. Me and Alby both looked in the direction that Alby called his name.

Yeah, Silvy called Alby. He walked over to us both.

"By, how are you doing now?", asked Silvy. He dropped his weights on the bench. Right next to me. As much as possible I held back my emotions. Honestly, I want to feel like I'm unyel-unyel this actor. He's taken Alby, wounded him anyway. Thankfully I am still sane.

"As you can see!", said Alby flatly.

"By, I'm sorry! I know I was wrong, but you know I wasn't intentionally By!", said Silvy trying to grab my husband's hand, uh.

The sound of a bottle falling on the bench next door, belonged to a grandmother who was sitting alone.

I got up straight from my bench.

"Where's neng?", Alby grabbed my hand.

"You go to the grandma, the bottle falls. And it looks like you guys need to talk!"

"No talking to her about anything!"

"By!", whine Silvy.

"A moment, Grandma's eta."

Alby finally let go of my hand. I took the bottle of Grandma's drink.

"It's grandma!", I said thrusting the bottle.

"Love, good luck!" said the grandmother. The bench distance between Alby and Grandma was only a few steps away. So, we can still hear each other chat.

"By, I beg you. Don't ever tell me you want to divorce me. If you leave me, how is this child? You still care, right? Isn't it By? The proof is that you didn't let me kill myself!"

Grandma who was with me looked at me alternately with Silvy.

"I'll keep the same responsibility as the boy, but for the same you I can't Vy. Until whenever I'm just in love with Bia."

"By, please give me a chance. Give me a little love for you! Okay, not for me. Make your son the one I'm carrying!", said Silvy with the play.

I who heard Silvy's words felt sliced. Sick? Nope! More than just a word of pain! I looked up. Scared, my tears suddenly fell.

The grandmother held my hand! I don't want to try to be okay in front of my grandmother. To distract Grandma from Alby and Silvy's drama, I took her to a chat.

"Grandmother herself from earlier?", I asked.

The grandmother smiled, rubbing the back of my hand.

"Yes, my granddaughter has not come yet. The nurse who let me go to the toilet."

The grandmother smiled kindly, even though she was no longer young but looked once if she was beautiful from her youth.

"Oh..!", I returned his smile.

"Who is your name? If I am, Marini. Just call me Oma Marini."

"Oh, yes. Oma Marin. I am Shabia Ayu Oma, commonly called Bia."

"What a pretty name! As beautiful as the person!", Oma Marini rubbed my head.

"Beautiful daughter born in the morning, noble and tender-hearted."

I smiled thinly.

"That's what my name means Oma?", I asked. Oma nodded.

"It can be heheh!", said the oma Marini.

"He thinks Oma is right!", I said scowling. But Oma chuckled.

"God means so."

"Actually, it stands for the name of Bia's mother and father, Oma. Salman Abdullah and Bianti Asih. So in the short Shabia hehehe said the late father so."

"Owalah.!" said oma. For a moment I forgot I was being emotional with Alby and Silvy. I no longer focused on listening to my husband and his young wife.

"Oma!", call someone.

I looked towards the one who called Omanya.

"Malvin?!", call Oma. Malvin's eyes and I looked at each other. Then he looked up at Alby and Silvy.

"Vy?", muttered Malvin but still quite clearly I heard. Silvy and Alby looked at us.

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