Marry my Raise Brother

Chapter 36

“Baby? Is the baby okay? Female or male?” Hutomo dressing asked.

“Female. I took it.” Ersa pointed at her phone. Looks like a red baby with grayish skin, wrinkles.

“Healthy, right?” Hutomo.

“Health, Dad.”

“Sgratitude.” Hutomo turned to the assistant who had been loyal since standing nearby. “Take me to see my grandson. Sitting here is also free.” Trying to stand up, he again limped out of the room.

“You don't want to come?” bargain with the wife.

Veronica thought for a moment before finally standing up and following her husband's steps. He was also curious about the face of his first grandchild.

Before long, the two of them were already standing in front of the glass window and staring at the tiny baby inside the push-bed. Seen from a distance, that cute face was very similar to Cindy.

“When we are allowed to carry it.” Veronica was impatient. He rubbed the window glass and smiled to himself. Likewise her husband, the old man looked teary. In his old age with the disease crashing in all directions, he was happy still given the opportunity to hold his grandson.

“Thank you, God. My life is perfect. The treasure, the throne, and the woman I already have. Now, you present to me a beautiful grandson, children with their own success. There's nothing more I'm asking for. Just hope to be given more health accompany my grandchildren grow up.” Hutomo rubbed the corner of his eye with the tip of his index.

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Bandung at night, a small drizzle accompany since the afternoon. Ayleen, who was left alone in his big house, chose to roll in a blanket after dinner.

He almost fell asleep when the sound of a car entered the yard followed by a knock on the front door. He wanted to wake up and see who was harassing his night, but he stopped it. He was too tired all day.

Late until morning pick up, Ayleen opened his eyes when he heard the activity on the first floor of his residence. Vaporizing a few times until his consciousness reassembled, the girl frowned in surprise.

“Loh, Daddy and Mommy to Jakarta, right?” Ayleen monologued as he stretched out his arms, stretching his stiff muscles during sleep.

“Then, why is it so busy early in the morning below?” The question mark that brought Ayleen stepped out of the room and confirmed what had happened.

Clenching her sleeping pyjamas, Ayleen still guessed what happened. His mind moved backwards, remembering his parents who say goodbye to Jakarta because Cindy gave birth. Daddy and Mommy don't want to miss a happy day and want to welcome their first grandchild.

In the midst of a chaotic thought, he again remembered the sound of a car entering in the middle of the night.

“What do Mommy and Daddy do last night come back?” The guess that made Ayleen's footsteps even faster. He was already impatient to meet the two and struggled spoiled on Veronica's shoulders.

Down the stairs in a hurry, he almost slipped if only no hand reached his waist and hugged from behind.

Deg.

This scent? I recognised.

Ayleen. Lowering his gaze and scrutinizing the hand that locked his waist. The long fingers without the ring felt familiar.

“Kak Ersa?” he said slowly and looked back. Ayleen flinched, his eyeballs almost jumping out when he found out who was helping him this morning.