
Zaline knew Dirga when she was Junior High by chance they were one school. Zaline admired the deft, handsome and authoritative figure of the young man.
And after Dirga graduated, the girl seemed to lose her spirit, when the class Kaka she admired no longer looked around.
And from then on Zaline was determined, taking the scholarship exam to be able to school in the same place as Dirga handsome young man who she still admired.
And it turns out that, uh it turns out, the young man who looks simple is also not one of his circles, Dirga Pratama son of the sultan as well.
Sesal is still crying, shame still envelops him, If only Zaline went to school in an ordinary place maybe Zaline would not have met judes schoolgirls like Hilda and Meira.
The sound of footsteps sounded. Now that Dirga has entered his class, the young man will still give the instructions that must be done by the new students in his orientation.
All of them sat down just one girl who was not sitting in her place "Hi, you.." said Dirga. And Zaline looked at him "Emmh yes brother.." he said.
"Why are you still standing, sitting in your chair now..!" tell Dirga.
"Emmh.. I .." Zaline couldn't answer
Zaline was afraid to sit in a chair that she said belonged to the daughter of her school's main donor. Who is not a donor's daughter alone fierce what else is the main donor's daughter who gave him a scholarship.
"Why keep quiet..? sit..!" Dirga ketus because Zaline is still not sitting.
And Zaline just kept quiet with her face lowered until finally the sound of footsteps from the beautiful girl the original owner of the bench next to Zaline stood up as she entered the room.
"Honey.." call Dirga to Kesya. Because that's what his daily calling is.
DEG Zaline who was still lowered her head suddenly looked up at Dirga as the man called out a word of affection.
"What's? the babe? who's he calling to?" with a slightly curious face.
"Sir Dirga.. Don't call me that here...!" reject Kesya with his effective tone.
Dirga smiled and gently stroked her cousin's sister's hair "Then who? I love you my little sister..!" said it.
"What's? sister?" zaline's eyes didn't blink. And it seemed that in his class only he was surprised by their brother's relationship.
He then recalled the face of the girl called dear by Dirga was the same as the girl who cried in the hospital one Week ago.
"So the young man who was with her at that time also called her dear because they were brothers?" Zaline sculpting. Until not so much attention Kesya approached her.
"Hi .. Why are you quiet, sit here" Kesya told her. The beautiful girl showed me her chair.
"Emmh. I." said Zaline hesitantly. Kesya pushed Zaline's shoulders forcing her to sit in her chair and turned her body towards Dirga.
"Sir Dirga, the bench is less one, I can not sit" complained Kesya.
DEG Zaline jumped with Kesya's words.
"Basic is very cunning, he forced me to sit down and then he complained to his brother" Zaline in silence. His hand was crushing the sling bag on his lap for fear of Dirga scolding him.
In her place Dirga seemed to whisper with the young man next to her he was the vice chairman of OSIS his name was Rifky. And before long Rifky walked out somewhere.
Five minutes passed by and Rifky brought the other two students back to give Kesya a seat.
Zaline grew even more frightened when Kesya decided to sit next to her "Dead I am, she must have deliberately sat next to me to oppress me" her inner self.
"Ok has all sat down, right? now listen to me." said Dirga clapping his hand.
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It was getting dark before the big mirror of a beautiful woman staring at the beautiful image of herself by continuously revealing her clothes over her gaze towards the belly at the bottom.
There are visible traces of stitches that are a little faint but still make her insecure.
"Huh, why didn't his mark disappear si..?" he said while stroking the part of the body that he was worried about.
The sound of footsteps from the door of the room headed in his direction. Makes him show more and more his misery.
"Darling, why hm..?" the man hugged her tightly from behind.
"Rei.. This scar did not disappear from my stomach, because of you, tell me to give birth to Caesar.." his wife complained that she was still staring in the mirror and this time her gaze was pointing to the image of her husband's face.
"My dear, my wife, my beauty, the mother of my children, just because of this little scar you are angry, you are not satisfied with the result? see our sons are healthy, handsome like me, and beautiful like you." he said.
Raya smiled and linked her face to her husband's cheek "Yes, one more yes..!" his whispers.
"No..! I have obeyed your will, to get pregnant three times, and it turns out that only two have succeeded, now accept your destiny..!" reject Reiner who suddenly let go of his embrace.
Raya grimaced "If my first pregnancy did not fall the child would have gone to college, Rei." he said.
Seeing that Reiner hugged his wife back "Not to be remembered. Now kiss me.." he whispered.
The man lowered his face leading his lip game while continuing to walk irregularly towards Brugh's bed he was piercing his wife's small body.
"Oh my eyes....!! Daddy...!! it's disgusting...!!" shouted the little girl in the doorway of her room.
And the couple turned in unison towards him. A sneered smile also stained on the handsome face of the father when he saw his daughter close her eyes with an incompatible finger.
Reiner moved from his position and walked smiling towards his beautiful daughter "So apparently there are jealous yes." he said.
Reiner carried the little body of his daughter and laid her on the bed that still had his wife.
"I'm not jealous Daddy. I'm also going to have a boyfriend." said the little princess.
He made his father and mother look at each other before staring back at his daughter.
"Daughter..?" answer them compactly. And their little princess nodded several times with eyes that winked spoiled.
"You're a kid, just entered High School.. Has a fuss girlfriend..?" peekik.
"Please.. Daddy.. don't act surprised so kaleeeeee.." said Kesya with a soft lip.
"Indeed Kesya does not know, if you are already fiancee from SD huh..?" he continued with a view that switched from his father's face then to his mother and then to his father again.