
~Last time cannot be rotated and cannot be repaired again.
The house that was originally filled with laughter, now turned gripping. Raiden suddenly appeared from behind the door, bringing Tasya unconscious.
I don't know what happened, Alex, Zara and Rudi don't know. Raiden silenced a thousand languages, without intending to reply to the words of the three of them one by one. It even locked the door of the room from the inside, without saying a word.
Thousands of swearings Rudi spewed from the outside, annoyed, mixed emotions. He can be sure, the past is back to haunt the friend. If Rudi had not been negligent, maybe Raiden would not have been trapped in the dark circles that Jihan created.
Alex and Zara chose silence, pulling Rudi down in fear of upsetting the couple.
"B*NGSAT, LO'S FRIEND PASSED OUT. HOW ABOUT BOTH OF YOU?" snapped Rudi. Trying to remove his hand checks, even though the results are still the same.
Even the grip of Zara's arm grew stronger, her face flushed with restraining emotions.
"Om, don't be stupid. They're both husband and wife, we have no right to interfere" Zara said.
"It is better to go home if you want to make a noise. We don't need a reckless man like that, om!" zara to the point.
Alex just put on a smile, proud of his best friend. In a gripping condition like this time the mouth of the Zara chili will get spicy. No matter the interlocutor, as long as the atmosphere does not stiffen.
"We're also worried but not more like, om. Old but not knowing how to solve problems. Learning from the past om, I know the past om is also bitter."
"Just like me, Raiden's the same as Tasya. We both have bitter pasts, but this is no way to deal with problems."
"Maturity is not measured by age, but by how you deal with problems. Old policy b*ngka," said Zara at the end of her speech.
Removing her cheque from Rudi's neck, and throwing her body on the sofa.
Rudi's face immediately pale, out of nowhere this one child knows his past, which certainly sounds creepy.
"My bini candidate, om. Cool right?" Alex laughed out loud, embracing Rudi's shoulder, like a friend.
"I'm sorry, he's fierce. Originally he was good, as long as not g*block like that," whispered Alex.
"Dead aja Lo, BOCIL," furious Rudi.
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Almost overnight Raiden could not sleep, his manik remained awake with a gaze not separated from the beautiful face.
The action was already too rough a few hours ago, not worth doing with a dozen-year-old woman.
But he also did not want to be like this, he also wanted to be a normal human being in general. Life is simple, without being haunted by a bitter past.
"Honey," whispered Raiden right in Tasya's ear. Gently caress that beautiful face, with a glassy bead.
"Sorry."
Tears s*the tears were completely dripping, falling from her eyes wet her cheeks, until they fell onto that beautiful face.
Raiden sobbed small, tightly hugging the slender body by hiding his face dickered by the white neck of his wife.
Shame on yourself, especially the man who sleeps next to him. If you can choose, Raiden chose to be killed in the hands of Andri in the past. Rather than living with the shortcomings that they are today.
Raiden wants nothing, just a normal life like any other human being.
"Sorry," said Raiden on the sidelines of his cries. Close his eyes tightly, hoping that when he opens his eyes later. His wife has woken up.
But not even two minutes, sounding amused. She held a soft elusan in her hair.
"Hey, cry. You, not ashamed?"
Spontaneous Raiden pulled his face from the white-necked niche, with a face of shock mixed in.
"Is there a pain, honey?" ask Raiden gently.
Undoubtedly his embrace, while helping the slender body wake up from his sleep and leaned on his field.
"Drink first!" Raiden poured a glass of warm water, demanding that the stained fingers hold the white glass.
"Bitter," to Tasya. Poking out his tongue, with a pouting face.
Raiden just chuckled, putting the white glass back on the nightstand. Just looked at that pretty face.
"Is anyone sick?" ask Raiden gently.
"Son, you don't papa, do you?" tanya Tasya was worried. Looking up her head, looking at her husband's face that looks as if he's crying. Even the black bead is still glazed, clearly visible even though the room is minimal lighting. It comes from the lights under the television
Want to change his position, but Raiden first held back his movement. Hugging his body from behind, left to lean on the chest of his field.
"Sorry," whispered Raiden softly right in Tasya's ear.
He pecked his wife's temples repeatedly, with tears soaking his cheeks.
"I tried my best, but I still couldn't" Raiden said on the sidelines.
For many years he was treated, but the results remained the same. Various ways he did for the sake of healing his mental, but still nothing changed.
Even more so, making it more tormented.
"Hey, don't cry" said Tasya.
Flipping her body towards her husband, with a wide smile clearly imprinted on her lips. Gently pulled the burly body into his arms, hugging tightly as if he did not want to let go.
"You are not alone" whispered Tasya. With a smile on his lips.
"I'm the same as our son. He had a month on my stomach, the doctor said he was fine. He's as strong as his papa" Tasya whispered right in Raiden's ear.
Raiden's cry soon subsided, not believing his wife's words.
"I'm one month pregnant. But your son is wayward, he doesn't like his papa. Worrying about you I was upset, want to hit you so upset," said Tasya. While chuckling amusedly.
Suddenly Raiden took off his embrace, looking at that pretty face with a look of shock.
"Try repeating!" pinta Raiden, with a hoarse voice.
"I'm one month pregnant" Tasya said loudly.
The black bead immediately glared perfectly, with the heart racing. Honestly, Raiden is happy, but on one side of his wife's age is still a dozen years. Young pregnant women are very vulnerable to anything.
Fear dominates as it always does, Raiden's greatest weakness throughout the course of his life.
"Don't think of anything weird, huh. You're upset, I don't like to know" Tasya joked. Reawakening Raiden's daydream.
"The doctor said that, but what can I do. You pervert not kelulungan, can not wait for me to graduate first. It must be so unseal not time, you pervert," Tasya scolded. As if he knew his head.
"sorry. I also had to do that. Fearfully, there's another guy grabbing your attention out there," Raiden said honestly.
Especially his beautiful wife. Many people have been trying to attract his attention.
Raiden did deliberately check his wife's phone, and unexpectedly many men of high school age at any time sending messages. Even if none is answered.
Only his message was answered, from the many new rows of numbers that had sprung up.
"What do you think I'm trying? amit-amit has two husbands, one is a hassle. Where the bawdy no longer curled," Tasya's nagging.
Her face was bent cute, lips pursed forward.
"Yes, sorry."
"don't apologize mulu. Why the hell are you pissing off?" sergeant Tasya.
Suddenly Raiden chuckled, gently stroking his wife's flat stomach. With a smile on his lips.
"We're soon to be parents. Sorry, until now I can't escape the past. I tried, even though the result was the same. I'm sorry, baby," said Raiden softly.
"I also want to be healed. If time could be played back–"
"Time cannot be played. The past cannot be repaired. Fix what's in front of your eyes," Tasya interrupted her husband's speech.
"I really love you without even asking. The age of the two of us is indeed a lot of comparison but our soul mate no one knows," said Tasya finally.
Raiden was fixated for a moment, the next second nodded. He lowered his head little by little, until he was level with his wife's flat stomach.
His lips grew bigger, forming a big smile.
"Papa's son don't be naughty inside, pity mama. If you want to hit papa, you can. Don't repotin mom. Enough papa who ngerepotin mama, you do not. Okay," whispered Raiden gently right in front of his wife's flat stomach.
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