My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Plan to fix the descendants

After praying Isya, Chayra returned to her home. Santi's mom asked him to stay the night. However, Chayra refuses as she goes to her mother's house without her husband's permission. Actually he had already sent a message, but Ardian did not reply to him.

"Are you sure you want to bring your own vehicle, son? Shouldn't you wait for your sister to come home from the mosque, let her take you home later?"

Chayra, who was holding the keys to her car, stopped her steps and turned to look at her mother. "Is it not too late, Mom? Bian what time is he coming home?"

"It's still like it used to be at nine. I'm worried about you coming home with Adzra."

"But it's not too late, ma'am. I'm just worried that Mas Ardian is angry. I told you that I was just a message pass. He hasn't called me yet."

Miss Santi breathed a heavy sigh. Actually he pityes his daughter. Had he not been busy, he would have gone to Chayra's house every day to see his granddaughter.

"Let me come with you then. Wait a minute I'm gonna grab the bag first."

"But, Mom.."

"Ssttt..don't protest." Miss Santi replied without turning around.

Santi's mom brought her daughter's car. Fortunately he came along. As soon as they got into the car, Adzra woke up and cried. Surely the boy was hungry from sleeping long enough.

"It's lucky you came along, son. Otherwise how will you calm Adzra down while carrying the car." Said Bu Santi glancing towards his daughter while looking towards the road.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Mom will come home soon after you drive."

Chayra gasped at her mother's words. "Mom won't stay?"

"Your sister will be alone in the house if you stay. Meningan you, even in the husband's residence, there are still security guards and servants who accompany you."

"Mother said she wanted to find a maid and security guard, why not until now?"

"There's still nothing that fits, son. You know the criteria that Mom wants."

"Say Grandpa's the one who's looking for a maid's mother."

"You'll know your grandfather was busy to the point of not being stuck."

"Mmmmm...."

They don't feel like they're home. Ms. Santi really went flat after escorting her daughter and granddaughter into the room.

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Ardian put the file down roughly. Tonight is his last night in town A. This last job of Mr. Randi is really draining his energy and mind. He was leaning on the sofa of the hotel room he had been in all this time. Wanted to contact his wife, but his power was completely drained.

"Ar, open the door I'm going in." Ardian snorted when he heard Dodit's voice knock on the door.

"Why not just that." He said while rising up lazily. He glared as he saw Dodit at the door. "Where are you going anyway? Asked to go straight up, even crawling outside. Why don't you rent a room by yourself, so I can call my wife whenever I want."

"I will not forbid you to contact your wife, Ar. I'm just asking you not to talk too vulgarly with her out of pity for me who doesn't have a partner."

"Arrrggghhh. I can't be free to do what I want because you're here. Why don't you want to rent your own room?"

"Eh, mmm that. what's the name. mmm. I often fear being alone in a new place."

Ardian poked his lips. "What kind of a reason it is, it doesn't sound reasonable. In the apartment you are always alone."

"I told you it only happens in new places."

"What if you go with Mr. Randi you're like this too?"

"Sir Randi understood that. That's why he won't let me go in exchange for Ms. Anita. She's afraid that Ms. Anita as much as I don't dare sleep alone."

"Hahahaha.. Is that right? It would be very funny if the woman whines at Mr. Randi."

Dodit shuddered in horror. "That makes me uncomfortable. Why don't you just follow him. I see he often steals your attention."

"What...?! Hahahaha.the person's body is good. So what makes you lust for how?"

"Not funny, Dit. Don't talk about it ah. Do you think people can't sin?"

"Yes, I'm surprised by you. Poor me same Miss Anita, every day mepet-mepet same you, but not responded."

"If you have any pity why don't you just pay him. My wife is more than enough for me."

"Woalah.

"You made Bu Anita a candidate. If you succeed, I'll give you a special wedding day gift."

"No. no. No. No. it's delicious. I also need a woman who is in line with me. We men need a candidate who can repair the offspring."

"meaning?" Ardian held a smile hearing Dodit's words.

"Yes, I need a good woman to be the point. The woman who will be able to repair my offspring in the next generation. If you can't get one like your wife. At least below the level of your wife is also okay. If it's like him, how about repairing the offspring, Ar. He just can't take care of himself, just busy taking care of his body which is always exposed free."

"Hmmm... So you're not interested in Ms Anita at all?"

Dodit immediately shook his head. "I told you, I need a woman who can fix offspring, not a woman who is smart to make money. The woman of my dreams, the woman who prefers to stay home. So that tomorrow if we have kids, she'll focus on taking care of the family without any ambition to pursue the others."

"Oh, it turns out that the woman of your dreams is not too difficult to find."

"It's not hard how do you mean? Difficult, Ar.. I was late because I was following the woman downstairs. I'm tired of following her, uh, you know people already have beautiful husbands and children. Huh,"

"Ahahaha.. why pursue people?"

"Lu laughed again. I don't know if I've been bored because of chasing after a girl. Huh, O God, where is my soul mate still stuck." Dodit threw his body beside Ardian. They were drowning in each other's thoughts.

"It's ten o'clock, Ar. Are you going to sleep?" Said Dodit while getting up. There has been a lot of oxygen entering his body because he too often took a long breath. His heart was still disappointed considering the incident earlier. Remembering how his struggle chasing a wide-veiled woman who had smiled at him. Smiling the beautiful woman plus Sholehah made her chest flutter. The plan to refine such a descendant was already in sight. But, all those dreams evaporated when the woman returned to her family. Grabbing a beautiful child who was about three years old from the lap of a handsome man wearing Ustadz clothes.

Dodit immediately retreated and turned around to return to his room.

"Woi, Ar. was asked to tell this guy." Dodit rubbed Ardian's face slowly. He did not dare to be too harsh because after all Ardian was his superior.

"I'm sleepy, Dit. His fatigue is just now felt. Are you not tired? We have since morning been discussing the file. If only investors from Hong Kong had complained again. I'll just back off even if this contract promises."

"Eh, this guy just wants to play backwards. How many days have we been here. Time yes because the complain a little want to back down."

"You just need to record the key points of the meeting. Lah. I'm here who thinks. Why the hell should there be cooperation with an outsider like this?"

"You have no gratitude. You should be grateful that there are foreign investors who want to work with us. That means they're interested in our company."

"Yes, it's up to you, Dit. I'm going to rest now. You don't make a noise because I want to sleep."

"Eh, you haven't prayed, Ar."

"Yes I know. I'll wake up for prayer."

"I'm not afraid of passing it later."

"God will not. I'm used to waking up at three."

"Well, you're great secretly."

"It's all because of the role of a wife. Wife used to pray at night, husband was contagious. As you say, as bad as we men would want a good woman to repair the offspring."

Dodit just gawked at Ardian's words.

Ardian opened his shirt and replaced it with a shirt that is comfortable to wear to sleep. Picked up the flat object he had left behind since leaving for a meeting this morning. He left his phone in a hotel room for fear of not being able to concentrate if the flat object came along.

There was only a message from his wife, rather permission if Chayra wanted to go to his parents' house. His hands were itching to contact his wife, but he held on with all his might for fear of interrupting her rest.

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