My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: Can't Be Like It Used to Be

"Come on, kid!"

Seen a spoon of porridge just pushed by his hands to get away from his mouth. It had just been the third feed but Bilmar no longer wanted to eat the food.

"Udah, Mah. I'm full." he replied.

"But your doctor says you have to eat a lot, dehydrate too. Why are you again, exactly?" ask Mama Mira worriedly.

He just wanted the boy to confess what he was feeling. Mama Mira turned to Dion who was sitting on the sofa eating her lunch.

"Yon, do you know why Bilmar? Any thoughts that bother him?"

Not bothering anymore, Mah. But it's like he's gonna kill her in a minute.

Dion's two concentrated neutrals perfectly patterned, he fell silent with a bunch of fried vermicelli still hanging on his lips. Glanced at Bilmar, and the man gave the code with a delicacy of his eyes.

"Capek is the same task as the rich school of Auntie." replied Dion and a vermicelli who had not been chewed just swallowed and fell into the esophagus.

"Really---?"

"Assalammualaikum .." Mama's voice stopped when someone said a greeting from outside the child's room door. And they already know who the owner of the voice is.

"True, Auntie." replied Dion without stammering.

"Come, Al. Here!" nino's voice still sounded a little whispered outside the room, coincidentally the door of the room was only opened a little, not too wide.

Crick

The door was pushed inwards and finally opened wide.

As soon as the corner of the lip line of Bilmar was perfectly lifted, his face again sparkled. Staring a smile at the woman who was tailing behind Nino with her head slightly lowered.

Soon he got up and down from the bed to approach Nino and Alika.

"Where are you right now, Bil?" nino asked, but Bilmar did not answer. He just silently looked at the smile towards Alika. It feels right, if the inside of the man's head is only Alika. Bilmar like fresh back, after some time like a vegetable chicken.

"You're here, Al. See me?" asked Bilmar with a face of sumringah.

Yeah who else, anyway?

Mama Mira and Dion never looked back at Alika. The two of them were shocked by the arrival of this woman, especially with Mama Mira. The middle-aged lung woman placed the bowl of porridge on the nightstand and then stepped toward the two of them.

"Assalammualaikum, Auntie" said Alika then greeted Mama Mira and followed by Nino.

"Waalaikumsallam, Son. What's your name? It's beautiful." said Mama Mira and praised Alika.

"Thank you, aunt. My name is Alika." replied Alika politely. Mama Mira was pensive for a long time, she kept looking at Alika's face deeply. Like looking far away.

"Why, Mah?" asked Bilmar then stomped his shoulder slowly, wanting to resuscitate the mother who was suddenly stunned.

"Eh--iya dear." Mama Mira also woke up. "When you look at your face, Auntie remembers someone" she replied with a small laugh.

Bilmar and Alika changed their faces with question marks.

"Oh, but not really good enough." Mama Mira immediately spread their increasingly demanding gazes.

"This girl is like similar to Alisa .." Mama Mira's inner.

He was still staring at Alika from the base of his hair to the end of his shoes. Makes Alika a little uncomfortable, scared and unpleasant. He is embarrassed if his appearance is less pleasing. Nino, Bilmar and Dion seemed to feel what Alika felt through Mama Mira's gaze.

"May? It's dumb again." Bilmar resuscitated the pari bayah woman back.

"Duh sorry-sorry, so daydream gini. Aunt stay first, son. Make you drink first."

"Not bother, Auntie." said Alika.

Mama Mira smiled and stroked the girl's shoulder.

"Not bothered at all, baby. Aunty went downstairs first." Mama Mira passed from the room. And the four remaining people in the room continued to look at each other in big question marks.

And four letters from their hearts about Mama Mira's attitude.

It's strange!

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Nino threw herself on the sofa, sitting down in a roll with Dion, who resumed his lunch.

Nino glanced at him with a throbbing face. "Si Nino again to Jonggol kayaknya." said Nino to Dion who continues to devour food without offering it.

Dion chuckles amusedly. "Spirit elo again to Jonggol. Don't ask, I'm laper again. Just ate." lamented Dion.

Indeed, since he waited for Bilmar until Mama Mira and Doctor came, during that time he also held hunger with a stomach that kept screaming for contents.

"For a little." Nino grabbed a bunch of vermicelli with her hands freely. Until this session he had not eaten.

"Pake everything says slovenly, you forget if you eat usually use feet?"

"The hood in the water boils down, the lips of the lo that item." - Dion.

"Lo the item! The item is getting to the gums!"

Nino grabbed the fork in Dion's hand and shifted the plate to be in front of him. Fried vermicelli with a mixture of seafood meat, making Nino's stomach increasingly dancing.

"Lo knew that your mothers had not been to school" said Nino while putting vermicelli into her mouth.

"What is really lo?" dion's hand, which was about to pick up his plate again, came to a halt. He held Nino's shoulder to turn and look for the truth on her face.

"Really, Yon. I lied." answered Nino casually and then put a bunch of vermicelli into his mouth again, with one mouthful of vermicelli.

"How said? Keep answering what? Duh dead me." the look on Dion's face looks tense, he already knows if today he will be wiped out by his parents. No, the night did not come home and the morning was not found at school. Which parent's heart will be broken.

Nino chuckled in her heart, she kept lying to Dion and distracting her friend from the vermicelli she was eating.

It was jahara the Nino.

"Duh die! I'll be told to clean Babii's cage again."

Nino. "Emang lo selling Babii too?"

"Eh no, I mean, the cow pen is the same goat." replied Dion nervously, certainly making Nino more and less strong to withstand the laughter that he still holds to be expelled.

Dion, who was confused, could only sigh violently and pull his hair back. Although he was still very hungry, but he seemed to have been lazy to chew. He just looked at Nino who continued to devour, without realizing that he was in work.

"Gue can be chewed with the same Mom and Dad! Where my mother pinches really again, more than ants rangrang." Dion shadowed how his parents would be furious.

A few seconds later, the vermicelli on the plate had been devoured by Nino, and ended the chewing that was still left in the mouth with a glass of water that was still fully filled.

Glug.

"Ah, steady!" nino's sigh was interspersed with the sound of a throat from inside her stomach. "That's full." continued Nino.

Nino looked at Dion who was daydreaming.

"Lo is like a little goat that will be cut or not, Ck!" Nino laughed, the man laughed and laughed again. Spilling the pleasure of having managed to fool his friend.

"Congee! You lied to me, huh?" decak Dion's. With stupid he just realized. Nino chuckled even more, while continuing to hold her stomach in amusement.

And Dion became more aware when his fried vermicelli had been swallowed up by Nino.

Dion shuffled to strangle the man's neck. "Outside ... Beni! That's my vermicelli!" Dion was upset, and then he opened Nino's mouth.

"Let's not be in the tojos, Pugg!" nino's claws, then she shuffled to lock Dion's neck with her arms. And wrestle them on the couch.

Alika and Bilmar who had been sitting at the bedside just laughed watching them. Then Bilmar changed his gaze to look at Alika's face again from the side. He misses this woman.

Bilmar deliberately made Alika turn to him again, when the woman felt her hand was already grasped. Make them back together.

Staring at each other's eyeballs, Bilmar could not help but feel increasingly arched. The man rushed over quickly to embrace Alika.

DEG.

Hazel Alika's eyeball. His body could only sculpt, his hands still stiffened to welcome the embrace. His chin was slightly raised above Bilmar's shoulder.

There was a sobbing coming back from Bilmar. "I don't want to, break up, Al! Don't want any!"

"Hhh .." Alika's sigh seemed to be restrained, as her chest began to tighten. Bilmar is too strong to hold it.

"I want us to date again, Al." Bilmar kept pleading.

Gently rubbed Alika's hair in an up and down motion. At first glance he moved his head away and kissed Alika's forehead. Then put his head back on the base of the woman's shoulder. Makes Alika gawk great without being able to speak. So did Nino and Dion who were staring at them with gaping mouths.

"Is this really you, baby?" mummified Alika. The girl gasped in shock, she did not believe Bilmar would be this gentle. Until crying anyway. Especially here there are Dion and Nino, Bilmar seems to no longer care about them.

"Dating again is the same as me, Al. I love you." asked Bilmar to plead.

Alika was silent again. It seemed difficult for him to accept Bilmar back as he used to. The man who deliberately threw hot charcoal to hit his heart and heart.

Especially since Alika entered the luxurious house of Bilmar. His heart grew shrinking, he felt that he was not worth Bilmar. It could not be, Bilmar is an ordinary man whose caste is not too high. Since then Alika combined all that with the attitude of Mama Mira who looks strange. He felt that the baby lung woman would not accept it in Bilmar's life.

"But I'm sorry, Bil. I can't be like that."

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So long ago yes gengss, his intention today I take a holiday. But look at your appreciation of the many comments that have been collected, I am so moved.

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