Marrying Grandpa's Choice

Who is the flower delivery?

After thirty minutes of waiting Ayu finally came with her assistant Natalie. As usual, women who are also a designer always look elegant and fashionable.

“Sorry yes I am late, you guys must have waited a long time.” Say Ayu while cipika cipiki with Abel and Nabila. She also shook hands with Adam and Yoga.

“No papa mbak, santuy aja.” Reply Abel.

“Si small where mbak, why not come?” Ask Yoga.

“Which girl or boy, Ga?” Ask Ayu back.

“The girl is mbak, she is Gemes Gemes how is it if the same Jessi.” Sahut Abel seduces Yoga.

“Come Her Daddy, Ga. Don't you have a crush on my daughter, Ga?” Search Ayu.

“Hahaha, later mbak wait mature.” Yoga Sayings.

After chatting a little Ayu immediately helped Nabila and the others try the clothes they had ordered. One by one they tried his clothes, to feel whether it was appropriate and comfortable to wear or not.

“How?” Tanya Ayu who is helping Nabila try the dress.

“Udah fitting mbak,” replied Nabila.

“Keep why are you pouting, baby?” Adam saw Nabila pouting from earlier. Though the clothes he tried to look beautiful and very suitable with Nabila.

“No papa, mas.” Answer Nabila briefly.

‘Gak papa her you, there must be nothing dear.’ Inner Adam.

Yoga who had finished trying his suit was approaching Nabila. “Mbak meen birthday malem week besuk.” Ujar Yoga's.

“Terus?”

“Buy clothes, mbak.” Pinta Yoga's.

“Oke.” Answer Nabila briefly. Nabila then turned to Ayu. “Mbak, collection for dresscode party on what floor?” Tanya Nabila to Ayu.

“Floor 3 on the right, Bil.” Answer Ayu.

“You've been horrified, haven't you, Ga?” Yoga also nodded.

“Bayarin yes, mbak. I need 3 suits, all for my two friends.” Yoga honestly intends to buy clothes for his two friends. Yoga knows his two friends can't afford expensive clothes. If they come in a tangled shirt, they will be the subject of ridicule from other friends.

“Quiet, your mas is here. Buy everything you need.” Say Nabila.

“Mantul!” Yoga gave his thumbs up and then left Nabila towards the 3rd floor.

Adam approached Nabila and whispered. “Honey, where is the boy going?”

“Buy clothes to his friend's birthday party.” Answer Nabila. Adam mangosteen.

Nabila saw Abel and Ayu chatting cheerfully. At times Abel is seen whispering something into Ayu's ear. Nabila was curious about what they were talking about. “You guys said in what the hell?” Tanya Nabila was curious.

“Stupid to Abel, Bil.” Answer Ayu.

“Mbak Ayu seriously nyariin mate for Abel?” Nabila thought Abel was just jokingly asking for a mate by Ayu. It turns out they were serious.

Ayu nodded. “Serius dong, Abel also wants to have a partner right?” Abel nodded.

“But must be f*ck boy yes, mbak!” Abel reminded.

Adam who heard Abel's request to Ayu could only shake his head. If normal women would definitely look for a good male soul mate. But Abel instead asked for a find f*ck boy.

“You sure, Bel?” Ask Adam.

“Yakin dong, mas.”

“It's not easy that Bel is dealing with f*ck boy.” Adam Said.

“Emang is the sensation, mas. Find a different one haha.” Abel chuckles. Ayu and Nabila could only smile in wonder with Abel.

An exhausted woman fell asleep in the car. Adam drove his car at a moderate speed. Time has shown dinner. At first Adam wanted to invite Nabila to eat outside. But Nabila went to sleep.

Even at home, Nabila did not wake up. Adam had to carry Nabila out of the car. Until the family room Adam saw mama Silfi and Mother Princess were chatting while stabbing fried cassava and warm tea.

Mama Silfi nudged her mother's shoulder when she saw Adam holding Nabila. Mama Silfi also set her sights on her son and ex who had just entered the living room.

Mother Princess also turned her head and saw Adam was holding Nabila. “Sleep, Dam?” Adam nodded.

“Adam up first, ma, buk.” Said Adam who was taken by Mama Silfi and Mother Princess.

The two mothers looked at Adam and Nabila with smiles. A happy smile to see the harmony of Adam and Nabila's household.

“I can't wait to see my grandson born, Jeng.” Mama Silfi.

“Same, besan.” Said Miss Princess.

“You want to throw a girl or a boy, Jeng?” Mama Silfi sipped her sweet tea.

“You're both, Jeng. Twins are for rame.” Sahut Bu Putri's.

“Hopefully, Jeng. If you can't have twins let them do it again.” Silfi's mother said the two immediately laughed.

Adam came down from his room already out of the shower and put on his sleeping pajamas. He approached Silfi's mother and Princess's mother.

“Mama same mother has dinner yet?” Adam asked as he sat on the sofa in front of his mother and Silfi's mother.

“Already, you haven't eaten?”

“Numbers, ma.”

“Means Nabila also has not eaten, Nak?”

“Numbered, buk. Not going to be built either, buk. But, this afternoon snacked a lot kok, buk.” Answer Adam.

“Let's wake up at midnight, Nak.”

“It does, buk.”

“You want to eat, Dam?” Mama Silfi Kasian saw her son who would eat alone.

“Nevent gone, ma. Adam ate alone.” Reply Adam. The man moved from his seat to the dining room for dinner.

After dinner Adam returned to his room. Turns out Nabila was awake. The woman sat with her legs covered in blankets. The woman daydreamed what Nabila daydreamed. Even the woman was unaware of Adam's presence in the room. Adam approached Nabila and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at his wife's face.

“Eh, mas Adam when to enter the room?How about the sound of the door opening?” She looked at Adam with a smile.

Grabbing Nabila's cheek and rubbing it gently with her right hand. “You daydream darling. So, didn't realize I was in.” Adam said softly.

“Does anything bother you, baby?” Adam still stroked Nabila's cheek. Popo that is getting more and more rounded because of the weight of Nabila which is increasing with the age of the content of Nabila.

“I think of the same flower sender, mas.” There is still a sense of obstruction within Nabila. Moreover, he and Adam do not know who the sender of flowers. And, what is the motive of approaching Nabila. Already a week the delivery of flowers reduced which initially every day to once every two days.

“No need for you to think, let me take care of it!” Adam did not want to make Nabila's mind burdened. Adam has ordered Tio to watch around the cafe and record people who might be suspicious. Adam is confident that the sender of the flowers will appear in the near future.

“We believe in your husband, right, sweetheart?” Adam continues. Nabila.

“When believe, mas.”

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