Last Mate

216. Pilhan Alone

"Would you like to come to Bandung?"

Echa's question took Orange by surprise. Now he looked towards his beloved husband with a look full of fear. Honestly, he wanted to heal for a while. He wants to feel the cool atmosphere of Bandung city so that his head back fresh.

"Mothers want a vacation too?" Ask back to ask. But the woman was silent. If, she said yes she was afraid her husband would get angry. He is also pessimistic that Aska will never allow and ends up he will be hurt.

No reply from the Orange made Aska sigh violently. He stared intensely at the face of his wife who seemed to want fresh air and atmosphere.

"Maybe, but tomorrow I have an important meeting. No way I'm letting Mommy go alone." Aska's answer was beyond the expectations of Orange.

"There's Big Brother, Dit," replied Echa. "Again there will also be Brother alone. The triplets go to the hospital first. If there's an orange, there'll be a conversation partner and a walk."

Orange reassured her husband when she heard the sister-in-law was convincing Askara. He wants a culinary in the city of flowers that has snacks as well as good food. Aska is still weighing it.

"Let's go, Dek." The mother opened her voice. "When the meeting is over you can ask permission and go directly to Bandung."

What his mother said was true. He was able to catch up with his wife after his affairs at the office were completed.

"Pregnant mom needs a vacation, too, Dek." Rion supports the will of the Orange.

"Yes already." Aska finally allowed and looked very happy orange. Hugged her husband's body so tightly.

"Give me, Dad." Even an orange was not ashamed to kiss her husband's cheek in front of many people.

For a long time they were outside until Gavin's voice rattled. "Anteu, I'm sleepy."

Aska pinched the niece's cheek. He moved from his seat and carried Gavin's body to the room. Let his nephew sleep in a large bed alone. Aska's hand held the hand of the orange so tightly.

"It's ideal, Bun," said Aska. "One child is carried and the other is still in the stomach." The orange is smiling.

"If four are confused" continued Askara.

"Togs in the stroller all." Askara agrees with the words from Orange.

Oranges tell Gavin to wash his face, his feet also brush his teeth. Do not forget to change the clothes of the nephew to avoid bacteria and germs. This kid is so good. Sleep is also very easy which is important stomach full.

"Dad sure ngijinin Bunda to Bandung?" Jingga approached her husband who was sitting on a special sofa for her.

"Mother doubts about Dad's permission?" The orange shook quickly. She embraced her husband's arm so that Aska would not revoke his license to Bandung.

"Why is Dad allowed? It's also not alone, same Brother Echa and there's the Bandit as well." The orange nodded. It turns out Aska strongly believes in her family to take care of each other.

It is the same with Aksara who entrusts himself to take care of Gavin Agha Wiguna. Trust is very expensive. That is one of the keys to their family cohesiveness. Orange salute that.

As usual Aska waited for Orange to fall asleep then she closed her eyes. A sigh of relief came out from his mouth. Just as he was about to shut down, the sound of the phone vibrated. Fortunately every night Aska would change the phone's ring to a vibrating tone only. He did not want to disturb his wife's rest.

However, his forehead shriveled when he saw a number he was unfamiliar with. He wanted to refuse, but it seemed like he was no stranger to the number.

Aska came out of the room to answer the call. He walked very carefully so that his wife would not wake up.

"Hello!"

"Meet the cave outside."

"Who is this?"

Tut!

The phone connection ended. Askara was confused himself, he did not rush out as per the person's orders. He chose to track the number first. He was afraid that something terrible would happen to him.

The person he was counting on was Fahri. The man who became the confidant of the twin sons of Giondra. Without being able to argue Fahri will carry out orders from his superior brother.

Five minutes later, Fahri submitted the results of his speech through a short message. Aska forbids Fahri to contact her because it's late.

"Rifal Addhitama" he murmured.

A rough gust of breath came out from Askara's mouth. He massaged his throbbing forehead.

"Other than this is a person" he lamented.

Aska also had to get out of the house. He headed to the security post first to see the cctv area outside his house. The heart of security on duty has been dig dug not careless. If, this is how something unwanted happens.

Sounds of annoyance from Askara's mouth. The two security guards inside the post looked at each other with trembling bodies.

"Open the gate."

Aska and Aksara are two people who do not interact much with employees in their homes. Therefore, the employees who were there were disinclined to the two of them.

"Need to be accompanied, sir?" ask security who opened the fence.

"Just watch on cctv." The answer sounded very cold.

Aska stepped into a black car parked not far from the fence of her house. He knocked on the window and the window opened.

"Get out if you want to talk to me anyway." Aska was still cold to Rifal. His cousin's ex-girlfriend, Keysha.

Rifal also came out of the car and the face of the man was very tangled like a kite thread.

"Not all crazy just let the more excited," said Askara who had sat in the front of the Rifal car with his hands folded in front of his chest.

"The two want to see Keysha."

"Bored cave!" ashkara.

"Please, Ka. Cave please?"

The Rifals had already gathered in front of Askara. However, Aska was still silent. It looks like Rifal's back is shaking violently.

An upset came out of Askara's mouth. He shook his head inexhaustibly with that older man of his.

"When the hell did you realize it?" hardik Askara's. He is still in early position.

"The cave just wants to be happy, Ka," he said.

Askara smiled faintly hearing the speech from the older brother of Raditya Addhitama. A rough breath came out of his mouth.

"If your brother and brother knew your behavior, the cave is sure you will be slapped back and forth." Aska had already smiled cynically towards Rifal who was still resting in front of him.

Not yet dry speech from Askara Barito's voice was heard echoing in the silence of the night.

"Rifals!"

Rifal's body stiffened hearing the voice of the Brother. He did not dare to turn his body. However, he was able to hear the sound of footsteps getting closer towards him.

Rifal's body was pulled so violently by Rindra Addhitama that he fell. The sharp and killing gaze that Rindra lay on was able to make Rifal bow his head very deeply.

"You want what?" Now Rindra's voice has weakened. He was already too tired to face the attitude of Rifal.

"Get it done in my house, Bang." There was Radit there too.

The culprit of all this is Askara. When he finds out that the number that contacted him is the number of Rifal Addhitama. He immediately contacted Rifal's brother and sister. Now, the two of them were already in front of Askara's house.

Rifal is taken to Radit's soundproof workspace. He did not want to disturb his wife and three children who were resting. Aska also went to the sister's house.

Rifal did not dare to hold his head up. He could not see the wrath of his brother. The atmosphere in the room was very quiet.

"Now what do you want?"

The voice of the brother was not high, but it sounded terrifying in Rifal's ears. Plus Radit who didn't open his voice at all. The room was quiet and cold again.

"You're not a kid anymore that you can set up" he explained. "You have legs and you have brains working to figure out how you can go."

It was like a satire for Rifal. Directly piercing his heart without mercy. Rifal's mouth was directly Kelu and tightly clenched.

"If you want to keep this up. It is better to divorce your wife who is very patient in dealing with your behavior that is much different from the Rifal that Abang knows. Overcome pain. Let her be happy with the man who truly loves her. Not living with a man who keeps wasting it."

Jem!

The words of Rindra were very piercing. turns out what he did was known by Rindra as well as his sister. All this time he's been very mean to women who aren't wrong at all. Only his father's request was wrong.

"Abang was depraved, but when Papih betrothed Brother to his mama Rio, never once did Brother behave also said rude to him even though Brother did not like."

Again Rifal just silently heard the words of the brother. He also did not dare to hold his head up.

"For so long Brother was fierce with you because Brother did not want to make Papih sad up there, but now ... You realize you're not a child anymore. You are free to make your life choices."

Rifal's heart was sad to hear his brother's words. He started to hold his head up and stared at Rindra. A smile that had many meanings that Rindra showed.

"I'm sorry for the brother who always interfered in your household. Now you are free to determine your life. Brother's job is done."

Rindra moved from her seat and chose to leave the room of her sister. Rifal stared at the nanar towards the back that was getting farther away. Now, it is not even visible because the brother has closed the door.

"Actually me and Brother hope that brother and sister Elyna will last until the end of life. Turns out it's just a hope we can't both force." Radit said very clearly. Radit's words also have a deep meaning.

"If you want to divorce Brother Elyna, now we both please. Too much patience that Sister Elyna has. It is better now that he leaves and pursues a new future with a priest who is able to guide him on the right path."

Askara only sighed harshly when she heard what Rindra said as well as Radit. He concluded how disappointed the brothers were with Rifal's attitude. However, the two of them could not force either. Let Rifal make his own choice.

"If you still insist on wanting Keysha. You better call his father."

Aska already connected a video call to Azkano. Rifal's eyes widened. Apparently Aska was not messing with his words.

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In a large house, but only inhabited by a woman wearing a hijab. A beautiful face and a small body do not make the occupants of the male sex house fall in love with him.

"I do not want him to fall for me, O God. At least, look at me as his wife."

A slick sentence that came out of the woman's mouth while stirring coffee for her to drink. Actually he has a history of stomach disease. However, for the sake of waiting for the husband who did not go home made him have to consume coffee so as not to fall asleep. Although in the end he had to pretend to sleep first. At least she made sure her husband returned home safely.

She waited for her husband in the living room to befriend a pen and a diary. The woman was very happy to write. Only the book became his confiding friend other than he told the almighty.

Dead Diaries.

I've been a wife of four months. Just the status I got. Not with his affection. I don't understand how he thinks of me? But I always thought well of him. I am sure God will open the door of his heart which is now still locked.

As a human being, there are times when I want to be angry at God's terms. But I fear God will be angry with me. God has defined my way of life. God has betrothed me to a very good man who is also handsome. It's just that God hasn't allowed me to love him more deeply. Allah told me to be patient and to strive, to ask Allah day and night so that my husband's heart would be open and would regard me as his real wife. Not just a show wife.

A rough gust of breath came out from the mouth of the woman wearing the dark plain Maryam hijab. Never in the least did the woman show her aura in front of the husband because in fact they both did not sleep in the same room.

I have always believed that God has prepared such a wonderful gift for me tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. And so, I did not stop praying for that gift. I also always ask God in my every prostration, do not separate me and my husband in a way that is hated by Him. But separate us in a beautiful way.

To my husband, I love you. Even if you can't love me. Hopefully in the future you will be a good priest for me and our little family.

There was the sound of a car engine. The woman immediately brought a coffee cup as well as a diary book to her room. She did not want her husband to know that he was waiting for her. She did not want her husband to be angry for the umpteenth time.

I heard the sound of shaky footsteps. The woman peeked out from the crack of the door she opened slightly.

"How do I make you happy, Mom? Should I go find the woman you love? So you can go back to being a cheerful man."

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