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It feels in the middle - the middle of the flower sheet - flowers are so beautiful and fragrant that Vita feels today. A smile expands as if incessantly - ceaselessly radiating from her sweet lips. Vita was very happy because her Andrew master had become her future husband. Although Vita still feels like a dream but this is the fact, she has now become the lover of Andrew Choi.
Finish bathing, cooking, and various other morning activities that Vita has done, now the girl over nineteen is still relaxing and rolling on her soft bed, remembering the moment her master Andrew proposed to her yesterday, until it sounds like the sound of mobile phone vibration which indicates that there is a whatsapp message that goes into the smart phone.
" Who is it? ". He muttered, and Vita also grabbed the flat object that was located not far from its lying position.
" Mister Andrew ". Exclaimed Vita, and he immediately rose from his position.
" Assalamu'alaikum, it's a holiday, what are you doing Vita? ". That's the message from Andrew.
" Greetings waalaikum, morning sir, I do not do anything at home just relax in the room alone ". Reply Vita typing.
" Consider, hemm you must be thinking about me right? π₯° ". Reply Andrew.
Vita was embarrassed to see the answer to the message from his master, even now his face was like a red tomato, how could his master Andrew know if he was thinking about his master.
" Why?, are you ashamed because what I said was true? π". Reply Andrew again.
" No ". Reply Vita who tried to evade.
" Hihihihihi, you are so funny Vita ". Reply Andrew again.
" So, Mr Andrew called me just to get a prank on me? π‘". Ask Vita who is upset.
" πππ, you are really funny Vita, who would want to bully you? ". Reply Andrew.
" You know, Mr. Andrew sucks ". Reply Vita.
" Don't get mad like that my future wife, I just want to know what you're doing on a holiday like this? ". Reply Andrew.
" I do nothing sir, other than just doing the usual activities like cooking and breakfast, I've not done anything else, maybe later in the day I'll make milk for daddy ". Reply Vita.
" Vita, will you have an event later this afternoon? ". Reply Andrew.
" There is no master ". Reply Vita.
" Yes, later in the afternoon I will come to your house, there is something important that I want to talk to you about ". Reply Andrew.
" What's important, sir? ". Ask Vita.
" Will you know for yourself ". Reply Andrew.
" Okay sir, assalamu'alaikum ". Reply Vita.
" Eh, I should have said hello, waalaikumsalam ". Reply Andrew.
" Hihihihi π ". Reply Vita again before completely disable whatsapp.
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A couple with twins were sitting quietly in their car. Yes who else if not Al with Adinda and also a pair of twins namely Aganta and Damian who was sleeping asleep in the lap of daddy and his mommy.
" Dear ". Call Al.
" Yes yes ". Adinda Sahut.
" Is Sintia also with bi Nadia at her house? ". Ask Al to his wife.
For a moment she was silent before finally answering.
" Yes mas, maybe Sintia's sister was also with her aunt they only had one house ". Sahut Adinda before finally his eyes refocused forward.
Al tried to grab the wife's face.
" Dear, are you afraid of Sintia? ". Ask Al.
She smiled wryly in response to her husband's question.
" Dear you don't be afraid, there I am, as long as there is me then you and also our father will be fine ". Al who tried to remind his wife.
" Yes yes ". Sahut Adinda accompanied by a nod.
Yes, today they're going to Nadia's house. Although the husband has said if he and also the father will be fine - fine but still the anxiety will be there.
Especially now that Aganta and Damian are present, making Adinda feel afraid that her cousin will harm her two sons.
Mr. Joko who is a private driver from Papa Enriko can only focus on driving and driving his Al master car, Al, until where the luxury car was on a fork in the road Joko sir turned his car to the left of the road.
" Loh mas, since when the road here has been on the asphalt and can be passed by a car, the feeling of the road here is narrow can only be passed by two-wheeled vehicles and it is still grounded, even though it is still grounded, but now the way is very good ". Excited Adinda who stared in disbelief at the road leading to her village.
" Since three months ago dear, since three months ago this road has been completed and can be used ". Sahut Al's.
The sister then looked at her husband.
" What is this road that built it? ". Ask Adinda.
Al smiled with a nod to his wife.
" Oh my God, thank you for caring for the people here ". Adinda cried with a proud smile at her husband.
" Yes, my love is the same - after all, this village is the place where my beloved wife was raised ". Her legit.
Adinda is very happy and grateful for her husband Al despite being born from a rich family and also raised with luxury does not make her husband arrogant and demeaning small people even her husband is very concerned about the lives of small people.
And after about seven minutes the luxury car was driving after passing the T-junction road had now reached the yard two minimalist-sized house but so very clean and well maintained.
" Our master has arrived ". Seru pak Joko.
" Let's love we go down ". Al Seru.
Deg...... The sister was silent to see two houses next to each other, where the house on the left was the house of her father and also herself while the other house was the house of her aunt and also her siblings.
Deg.. deg.. deg. Should now?, he met with his bi Nadia and also a figure who had hurt and threatened him first, yes indeed must now meet when to meet, was not this meeting him who asked for it, yes, then why now be worried like this?.
" Yes yes ". Her legit.
And they got out of that fancy car.
" Joko sir, you can rest in the car first for a while, if you are hungry just eat at the stall ". Al said by pointing at the rice stall opposite the Adinda home page.
" Good sir ". Sahut pak Joko.
Now Al and Adinda are also in front of the door of the house bi Nadia.
Tok....
" Asalamu'alaikum ". Al.
But there is no lawfulness.
Tok...
" Assalamu'alaikum bi ". Say it again, and...
Ceklek... door of the house was opened, and sure enough the figure that came out was Sintia.
Degs..... Sintia widened her eyes in disbelief when she saw the two figures in front of her, oh not only two but there are two more figures, namely a pair of puffed-up babies who sleep in a sling of two very familiar figures.
" you? ". Sintia cried in disbelief.
" Assalamu'alaikum sis ". Adinda lirih.
Al embraced the body of the wife so that she no longer felt afraid.
" What did you come here for? ". Ask Sintia with a little frown.
" We're going to see auntie ". Adinda Sahut.
Sintia looked at the two babies who were sleeping in the arms of Adinda and Al. Al stared intently at Sintia.
" Quick step aside we want to meet bi Nadia ". Al said after a long time he was silent.
" Come - come to the guest instead of telling the host to step aside, you have no manners ". Sintia said with her lips.
Al was very furious with the snake woman in front of him, if only he was not a woman, Al would have beaten him.
" Sintia who's coming, son? ". The voice of a woman came from inside her house.
" Who came Sintia why not be told ma..... ". Bi Nadia's words immediately came to a halt when she saw two figures who were already standing in front of the door, Two figures that she had not seen for a long time, not only two figures but there are still two more figures in the sling of Mareka.
" bi "'s ". She cried with her voice trembling.
" Sir, my sister, is this really you, son? ".
" bi "'s ".
Bi Nadia ran a little closer to Adinda, and now a pair of aunts and nieces of her daughter were hugging each other.
" O God, this son is right, my aunt misses you very much, Sister ". Seru bi Nadia continued to hug the niece who was missed so much.
" Bi, Adinda miss bi hiks... ". Adinda cried with her longing cry.
" O God, son, where have you been all this time?, why have you never told the same aunt... ". Cried bi Nadia again who was unable to hold back her tears.
" I'm sorry Adinda bi ". Legally.
long enough his aunt and niece hugged each other until bi Nadia began to elaborate her embrace.
Cup... cup... cup.. bi Nadia kissed all parts of Adinda's face as if how valuable her nephew was.
Then the middle-aged woman turned her eyes to the tiny figure in Adinda's sling and Al.
" They're your kids, huh? ". Bi Nadia asked by wiping her tears.
" Yes bi, these two adorable baby padlocks my son and mas Al ". Her legit.
" What's the news ". Excited Al and he grabbed the back of Nadia's hand for her to kiss.
" Thank God, son, oh yes aunt until forget, let's go in first ". Nadia in the end.
Sintia is indeed Sintia, apparently his hatred still never subsided on Adinda, when what is wrong Adinda?. It is unexpected that five years neglected by the care of his mother made him a person who so hated Adinda, yes it is very likely because after all five years neglected by his own mother became a wound so deep and as a result it remains like this he became a figure who still dislikes Adinda.
" Sit down, son ". Seru bi Nadia's.
Al and Adinda were sitting in the living room was minimalist size, but maybe because there is something disturbing to make Aganta wake up from his deep sleep. The puffed-up baby opened his eyes for a moment before finally.....
" ukk. oekk... ". Aganta crying.
" O boy are you awake? ". Al exclaimed, and he tried to pat her - gently pat her little son's back.
" Here is my dressing, maybe Aganta's thirsty ". Ask the husband.
" What's your son's name? ". Ask bi Nadia.
" The one who cries is called Aganta bi, and the one who is still sleeping is called Damian ". Legally.
" Yes already then the aunt who carried Damian, you suckled Aganta first ". Bi Nadia's orders.
Sintia who does not like to see together they can only peek from behind the walls of his house. He was very upset because he saw Al and his mother were so attentive to Adinda.
" Basic women like to seek attention, why are you so stupid Sintia, should when Adinda is pregnant you just throw the baby out, not even tell her to go ". Sintia murmured with her frustration.
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