Karma Love

History (End)

After a few weeks later.

The great family gathered at the Emperor's house. They will hold a prayer together and make a name for their two children

The Emperor's parents, Rana's family, Rayhan, Noah's aunt, also enlivened the event.

''Oh handsome, wahh you are as handsome as your Om!'' Rayhan greets baby boy Syila who is still being reviewed not bothered by the noise created.

''Ray, what is your relationship with Fanya?'' ask Syila who was so curious.

"Sister jealous?" ideng Rayhan asked who instantly got the spoiled tabokan from Syila.

"Sick Brother," lamented Rayhan.

''Just pray, brother, I'm struggling!'' the answer that made Syila wacky.

Event commences.

The son of the Emperor and Shila was given the name Linggar Nathan Mahendra. His daughter was named Legita Nala Mahendra. All of his children were named Mahendra.

"So who should we call him? baby L? baby N's? what's baby M?" laughter filled the room, Rayhan always made the atmosphere become more lively with his questions.

"Like the order of his birth only, our son will be called Linggar, the first vocabulary, and our daughter is called Nala, the second vocabulary," Shila replied with a gaze on her children who were covered. The emperor beside her hugged Syila's waist.

A happy day for all.

After a long time the Emperor wanted a child, he was finally given two children at once.

After the event, Syila took her two babies to her room, assisted by her mother-in-law.

"Thank you Mom" said Syila when the baby was put to sleep in the baby box in her room.

"For your health and your diet, do not get stressed, it looks like Linggar is very strong breastfeeding," Mother Lulu still faithfully observes her granddaughter.

"I understand."

Afterwards, Lulu's mother came to her room. Soon the Emperor came to see Syila. Syila seems busy pumping ASI. Which turned out to be so abundant, so that the two children simply do not need formula anymore.

"Should I help you?" tawar Emperor.

"No need, it's done anyway if you help me fear your satisfaction wavers" Shila chuckled.

It's true, in any case Syila is Syila, the woman who somehow always attracted her.

Syila keeps the stock of ASI in her room. I don't know since when the room is complete for baby supplies. The Emperor purposely did not separate the two babies from them. Because they will be fully nurtured by Syila.

Shila approached the Emperor who looked at his two hearts.

She rested her head on her husband's arm.

"Why are their lips like yours?" ask Emperor.

"Why indeed?"

"I'm afraid they speak spoiled mixed with ketus," replied the Emperor.

"Look! His eyebrows look like yours, thick!" Although it still looks faint but it already looks like what it will look like.

"Yes, they will have a deep and meaningful gaze when they grow up, even their interlocutors will be silenced only by their gaze," continued the Emperor.

"That's not gonna happen to me!" sergeant Syila.

"It would happen if it was me! You forget what your expression would be like if our eyes had clashed with each other? Especially if you succeed in making my heart look spoiled," said the Emperor quickly.

"Have not discussed what would provoke something, have you forgotten? You're fasting."

Success! The Emperor was suddenly frustrated, he forgot one thing, his wife was unable to duel on the bed.

And so, they went through a period of parenthood so compact, Syila devoted all her attention and affection to her two babies. While the Emperor as much as possible takes the role of father and husband who are on standby.

Tired for sure, but all paid for by seeing the development that became the first experience for the Emperor and Shila.

Bathing together, changing clothes together, even when Linggar and Nala have a fever the two will take turns keeping.

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"Dad, Mother, look, they're your grandchildren, beautiful and handsome aren't they?"

"Syila hoped Linggar could become a man like Father and Emperor, a man who would continue to love his woman, faithful not even able to see the beauty that exists in the world other than his woman."

"And Nala, may she also inherit a gentle figure like Mother, who is so patient and faithful to accompany Father, not like me, who is too spoiled."

They were at Syila's parents' funeral. A few months after the birth of her twins.

After that he decided to rest for a while in the restaurant, filling each stomach.

"When?" greet Syila. When he found out who had brought the order book to the table of the Emperor and Shila.

Dika looked increasingly subdued his gaze, then he glanced at the baby carriage inhabited by babies dressed in superhero clothes and the only baby with a small hijab.

"They're your kids?" tanyakanya.

"Yes!" the Emperor replied unfriendly.

Suddenly, Dika's face changes increasingly reddened, with eyes that dewy.

The shadow to his dead daughter. Then Laura because of the inner pressure went crazy. He continues to blame himself for his daughter's death, until he ends his life as well. The problem does not stop there, because the burden of the mind, affects the consistency of Dika's performance, making the whole work messy. Finally he was removed from the company and chose to work in his hometown with a makeshift job.

Today who would have thought he would serve a customer who turned out to be his ex-fiancee, carrying twins as well as his established husband.

"Sorry, I got carried away, I missed my daughter. What do you want to order?" Dika shifted her feelings. Trying to be professional in his job.

The Emperor and Shila looked at each other. And never mind. They just think of the past as a history of life. For learning but not to be repeated.

EXPIRE.