
Bagas realized that he was still wearing gloves and clothes Koko, he immediately rushed to take his clothes in his suitcase.
Then he went into the bathroom and changed his clothes.
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Instead of changing clothes he wore a long pink dress, then he began to comb his hair slowly.
He looked at his face in the mirror and saw the image of Bagas approaching him.
"Let me help tie your hair?"haggard Bagas while looking at his face in the mirror.
"Maybe, make my hair this does not hinder my activities today. Because today I will be exhausted because we will move house" Dilara revealed.
"Well, princess Alfaro, "Bagas took the comb from Dilara's hand.
Bagas began to lock Dilara's hair very pretty, after they finished they started packing because Kenan would pick them up in a moment.
"Gas, I'm hungry."whines Dilara and Bagas came straight for Dilara.
"Come, we'll just wait for papa and mama outside for breakfast" said Bagas, who was carrying two suitcases.
"Gas, I'll bring my own suitcase." said Dilara who followed Bagas' steps from behind.
Bagas stopped his steps and looked at Dilara.
"Now I am your husband, even if we get married because we have to, but I will make you like a queen, not a baby" Bagas said.
Dilara smiled then she continued her steps along with Bagas.
They had breakfast at the hotel restaurant they started to eat their breakfast, Bagas occasionally glanced at Dilara then he smiled without him noticing.
It turns out she's cute too, I promise even if I just marry her because my mom and dad I will always take care of her, and I'll treat her like a wife, Inner Bagas.
When they were having breakfast, Kenan and Alice arrived and joined them.
"Papa's children, quickly finish your breakfast we'll be leaving soon" Kenan said.
"Darling, was Bagas too strong last night?"whispered Alice in Dilara's ear suddenly made Dilara desperate.
"Ohuk, uhuk uhuk ..."Very quickly Bagas gave Dilara white water.
"Be careful, don't rush." said Bagas as he stroked Dilara's back slowly.
Alice and Kenan looked at each other and they smiled happily.
"So there's progress?"said Kenan while whistling.
"Papa, don't be like that. Come we are done .." said Dilara who began to wake up and he was about to bring his color but his hand was held by Bagas, who was holding it, Dilara looked at Bagas's face and then he also stared at his suitcase.
"I'm the one who brought it, you must be tired, right?"said Bagas very gently.
Alice and Kenan instantly looked at each other and immediately chuckled.
Must be what Bagas meant by their first night, Inner Alice.
I'd better ask Bagas about his biological father, when he and I meet him because I'm very curious that it's true that Bagas Bastian's son means he's my grandson. Inner Kenan.
They start walking towards Kenan's car after everything goes in, Kenan starts driving his car towards Dilara's apartment which is not far from their wedding building.
During the journey they all just kept silent in their respective minds.
After they rushed inside, Dilara opened the door of her apartment and they all went inside.
"It's so clean this apartment, Pa?"ask Dilara while looking at the entire room.
"True, because Papa takes care of everything because Papa wants you to stay here immediately" explained Kenan while sitting on the sofa.
"Dilara wants to see her room first. Why is there only one room?"said Dilara who only saw one room.
Alice and Kenan looked at each other and then they looked at Bagas who had just sat down.
"Are you not married? What is the room for?"said Kenan while looking at Bagas' face.
"Ah, that's right. Dilara forgot that she was married .." said Dilara while laughing and passed inside.
"Gas, Papa asked to advise your wife yes, we say goodbye first and your belongings will be delivered by the driver here later," said Kenan.
"Good, Papa."Bagas approached Kenan and he kissed Kenan and Alice.
"Mama will say goodbye to Dilara first, "said Alice who rushed away.
Kenan just remembered the name of his father Bagas he approached Bagas.
"Gas, Papa wants to ask and please be honest because Papa loves you so much" Kenan said.
"Just ask, Bagas will answer." replied Bagas with a smile.
"Is it true that your father is Papa's son Bastian?"kenan asked making Bagas instantly speechless.
Looks like papa realized yesterday that bin Bastian when I hijab Kabul, it seems I have to be honest with Papa because I don't want him to hate me, Inner Bagas.
"Yes .." replied Bagas very gently.
Just contact to make Kenan shed his tears and then he hugged Bagas very tightly.
"Gas, he said you are grandchildren, Papa who is now Papa's son-in-law .." said Kenan while kissing the top of Bagas' head.
Bagas let go of his embrace and then he looked at Kenan's face.
"Pa, Bagas please don't tell anyone this."Bagas' request to Kenan made Kenan raise his eyebrows next to him.
"Why is that, your father ..."disconnected because Bagas immediately cut his words.
"Don't, Bagas beg ..."Bagas held Kenan's hand and Kenan was silent.
Before Kenan could answer that Alice had come out with Dilara, Bagas immediately released his hand.
"Well, what's going on? Whahuh? Papa sad to release our son?"alice asked while laughing with Dilara.
"Ha, it's not like that. We just talk normally." said Kena who began to wake up and followed by Bagas.
"Pa, do we have to go moon mandu?"tanya Dilara holds two plane tickets to City B.
"Must, because it's very important that you get closer. After you honeymoon, you start living as usual" said Kenan, who kissed Dilara on the top of his head.
"Well, tomorrow we may leave soon and say no more goodbye." Dilara said, kissing the hand of her father and her mother.
"alright. Assalamualaikum." said Kenan and Alice together.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, "answered Bagas and Dilara together.
Kenan and Alice hurried away and Dilara began to close the door of her apartment, she entered the room while Bagas chose to sit on the sofa.
I hope you don't talk about this to everyone, because I don't want anyone to know. Inner Bagas.
"Ohhhhkk!"shouting Dilara in the room just makes Bagas surprised.
"Dilara." said Bagas who began to wake up and run into the room, he saw Dilara climb onto the bench.
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