METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

Don't Expect

As soon as Mr. Mamad parked his car in the basement of Dewangga Group, Rani and Lena got off and walked while holding hands. That's how they are if they are walking together without husbands beside them. Wherever they walk, their hands will cling to each other.

Like that day. Feeling bored at home due to a free agenda, on her initiative, Rani invites Lena to surprise their husband in her office.

"I guess they like it, don't we suddenly come here? What if Ryan was angry? Do you have to ask her permission if you want to go anywhere? Let alone going without Naja," said Lena while continuing to follow where Rani pulled her hand.

"Where is the surprise of using permission first. Strangely you are. If he asks why not say it, just answer me want a surprise. If he does not like, just pretend to sulk, he himself is finally confused. Beres right?" sahut Rani lightly. His attitude is always cheerful, also his behavior is always energetic even though his stomach is now patterned, making everyone who sees it will smile lovingly. So if a Rani to have so many enemies, it is certain that the enemy is certainly not a good person and feels threatened by his presence.

"You are yes, you are definitely becoming a very dear wife, so just want to play recklessly threatening," said Lena while shaking her head.

"Aren't you?" Rani turned her head and looked at Lena with a questionable look.

"Yes too. Ha-ha-ha," they both chuckle together.

"What if they are busy?" ask Lena again.

"Wait until they're done" replied Rani casually.

"If long?" Lena kept asking.

"We just have a coffee, bring it," Rani is increasingly anxious to hear the ravings of Lena who does not also run out of questions from her mouth.

"You can't make coffee with your husband" Lena stopped her steps, in order to get one more answer to her last question.

"If not caught, it can. Already ahh, we enter," so excited they chatted, they did not realize that they had arrived at the door of the room that had been previously pointed out.

"Eh, I'm going to Brother Tama's room, you're going into your husband's room. How the hell," Lena stopped Rani's hand that was attached and ready to turn the doorknob.

"What are you? Usually they are always both," said Rani while shaking her head.

"If ...," before Lena finished her question, the door was already opened from the inside, along with the appearance of Johan's face.

"Please Miss, Mr. Ryan and Mr. Arya can't wait for the two of you inside," Johan greeted the two with his peculiarly distinctive smile.

"How did they know we were coming? Ahh, no need to answer. What the hell don't they know?" babble Rani while pulling Lena's hand inside.

"You have to learn harder, how to surprise without your husband knowing, Miss," Johan said as he followed Rani and Lena.

Rani did not answer. Johan is more annoying when compared to Rudi and Naja, so Rani more often ignore his words than his heart is upset and can not control his emotions.

"Hubby!" rani exclaimed as she approached Ryan who was sitting on the sofa. Rani so delicately sat on her husband's lap without realizing Sapphira's presence there.

"Slow down dong, honey. You are no longer pregnant. Remember, there's a hero in here that you have to look after" Ryan rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, By. Rani forgot. Hi-hi-hi," said Rani spoiledly.

Sapphira, who noticed Rani and her husband's affection, only smiled, although her memory returned to Tede's face when he last breathed.

"Hmm, Hmm," Arya cleared her throat.

"What's aryan Mas? If you want to go there the same Le ..," Rani stopped her chatter, so turned her head and realized there was Safira in front of her.

"Eh, is there Aunt Safira? Sorry, Aunt. Rani doesn't realize there's an aunt here. From earlier Rani focused on Mas Ryan because. Sorry not polite, Auntie," Rani misbehaved. She immediately got out of her husband's lap and confirmed her sitting position on the sofa, while busy cursing her carelessness.

"Can I not see Aunt Sapphira sitting there? Duh, focusing too much on my handsome husband keeps me from paying attention to the others" he wrote in his heart.

All who were in the room was just a head bob, watching Rani who was always excited and spoiled if she was with her husband and those closest to her. And Lena too. Unsuspecting of Safira's presence in her husband's office, Lena who was standing next to the sofa was still able to laugh off watching the furore of Rani who was always successful in making others laugh.

Seeing Lena who was so happy in the middle of her family, made Safira's chest suddenly feel tight.

"Oh Allah, the laughter is so loose. Can she still laugh like this when she finds out that I'm her real mother? What if it's the other way around?" mumbles Safira in the heart.

"Oh yes, Auntie. Tumben Aunty coming to Dewangga Group? Is there any business Auntie?" kepo Rani's soul thrashed.

"Tante Safira has business with Arya and Lena, honey. We just sit in Hubby's work chair, so they can talk" Ryan said as he moved and pulled Rani's hand to come with him to the work chair not far from the sofa.

Rani who was still unsuspecting just nodded without asking much. As soon as Ryan sat in his chair, Rani immediately sat herself on Ryan's lap, draping her hands to her husband's neck. They also make out, as if they do not want to hear the conversation they hear from the direction of the sofa.

"Sit down, dear," said Arya as she extended her hand and grabbed Lena's finger. Lena was just following, without knowing what Aunt Safira would tell her.

"Excuse me, Auntie," said Lena politely, as she took a seat next to her husband.

"What's up, brother?" Lena frowned and looked at her husband full of question marks.

"Tante Safira there's a need with us. There is something he wants to say, especially to you," Arya replied, holding her position close, and holding Lena until her hand was on his wife's shoulder.

Deg.

Suddenly there was discomfort that reached Lena's heart without being able to contain it. Lena begins to surmise, though she herself does not yet think that everything that is now before her is related to her past, and the reality of her real mother.

"Sir, this ...," Lena began to unsettle.

"Ssttt, listen up. Don't expect much less bad thoughts before Aunt Safira finishes speaking," arya prevented while looking at Lena meaningfully.

"Alright, Aunt. I thought we met at the cafe yesterday. Is there anything until Auntie wants to meet and talk to me?" Lena began to speak, in the style of a very distinctive lawyer, even though a year had already officially left the profession in her life.

Deg.

This time, it was Aunt Safira's turn to feel the turmoil in her heart was increasingly struggling. He would inevitably have to swallow his saliva first, before the words actually came out and changed the atmosphere of the room.

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