
Fried rice, gudeg, oseng-oseng tempeh already presented at the dining table. I deliberately cooked special for Ale. In order to give a surprise.
I glanced at the wall clock. It's 06:00 in the afternoon. Ale's coming home from work. Since he resigned from Mami Gia, he was accepted to work as a video editor for an animation company in Yogyakarta. I took HP trying to call Ale.
"I'm home!" shout Ale.
"Your entire life. Though want to call nanyain what time to go home."
Ale's eyes sparkled when he saw three of his favorite foods on the dining table. "Well, good."
"All I cook."
"Tumben is diligent" Ale said in a mocking tone.
I was washing my lips. "Can't I cook for her husband? This is in order to give you a special surprise."
Ale's forehead frowned. "What surprise?"
"Let's get the stuff first."
I went to my room to get a small box. Then go back to the dining room and give the box to Ale. "The surprise is in this box."
"I opened it."
When the box was opened Ale. This guy in front of me even threw a confused look. "Tespacks? Two red lines? This is yours?"
I swear, I'm nervous. I want to nabok Ale. "hey are. The neighbor testpack I pointed at you?"
"That means?"
"That means we're gonna be Papa Mama."
Ale hugged me tightly from behind. He also showered me with friendly kisses from the forehead, cheeks, lips to the neck. "Thank you, honey, for conceiving our child."
Evidently ever since Ale and I talked to each other about what I wanted and wanted him to be, we tried to make each other happy. Eventually the love grows on its own. The bonus again God left an extraordinary gift in our household.
"Because you have given me a gift, I also want to give you a gift. Want to take a walk?"
"Now. But where to?"
"Look at tomorrow."
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Ale took me to Becici Peak, a beautiful panoramic hill and visited by many tourists. It is not far from the AT Press office. Less than 30 km. The news of birds circulating this hill became Obama's favorite when in Yogyakarta.
Five minutes of swinging. My eyeball caught a familiar figure, one that almost destroyed my household with Ale. Who else if not Alfian and Gia?
"Well, that's very romantic for Ms. Naz and Mr. Ale."
Shits. I pretended I didn't see, and he reprimanded first. I throw males face look at their hypocritical faces.
"How come you can be together?"
"Because I realized, my soul mate turned out to be Gia." Alfian took out an invitation from the totebag. "This is our wedding invitation next month. You guys are coming."
I'm amazed. Didn't think my ex was married to my husband's ex-boss. Life is full of surprises. I hope after this they are happy and do not disturb my marriage to Ale anymore.
The end
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Thank you for faithfully following the story of Nazneen and Ale from the beginning to the end. Mon sorry for the readers, I have to finish. It's 25k words. Same with the outline. I can't wait for a story. I also focused on the platform. However, the AT Series story has a sequel. Another AT Press employee. Tunggin. Lope u all 💝💝💝