
Arrida laughed a little. He felt strange about the call. "My eyes" but he liked it a lot.
"Eh, sister, when you say to your mother, want to come abis lebaran, what did you say?" tanya Arrida shifted the subject.
"Yes come, all of you, have not met my mother the same papah for a long time."
"Well, how come mother's response is just like that? Brother didn't seriously say I was going to bed!"
"Seriously, Love ... Look at the time tomorrow!"
Arrida.
"Why?"
"Sister, do you agree with our relationship?"
"Agreed."
"But, how did the mother even ngijinin that person came also fitting Lebaran huh?" mumbled Arrida still did not understand.
Uwais shook his head in anxiety. He did not intend to explain the truth and also deliberately let Arrida digest the real event himself.
"Maybe let you see what she looks like? Who knows, change your mind!" chirps Uwais.
"Sister, how do you say that?"
"Yes, we've proven, if I was, how sure, you wouldn't let go when he came?" Uwais Goda.
Arrida narrowed her eyes, staring with a look of dislike.
"Sister, what the hell is that? You should be jealous, then keep me, and tell me to reject him! His brother is sincere if I am him? Brother doesn't really love me, does he?"
"I love you, Love ... Your happiness is my happiness!"
"Then, if I wanted him, would you be happy?"
"Udah ah, so gemes himself if you say this! Let's see if we can see later."
Arrida nodded in confusion.
"About who first came? Brother or him? Or maybe on the same day? Adduh ... !" Arrida monologues, but Uwais can hear him, and it makes Uwais more anxious, so he chuckles.
"Eh, Brother ... If you come together ... It will be fun, like a fairy tale... Ahh, cool ... Feels like a princess proposed and contested by princes!"
"Hish, ngayal!" Uwais touched Arrida's forehead, "That's not going to happen, Love ..." he continued.
"Assalamu'alaikum." The greeting voice of someone stopped the conversation of the two.
"Wa'alaikumsalam ... Uh, Bang Arman has come!" arrida.
"Hey, are you safe? Kidnapped the uler, hm?" asked Arman while chuckling.
"Ih, Bang Arman is so much like Rida" said Arrida, pursing her lips.
"Hahaha, his brother, there is a story of you, who was kidnapped by crocodiles, the fire was, trus kidnapped uler anyway ...."
"Hee yes, Bang, like a fairy tale, kidnapped, then rescued by the prince" Arrida commented proudly.
Tak
Once again Arrida got a flick from Uwais on her forehead.
"Aww ... Brother," Arrida rubbed his fissured forehead even though it did not actually hurt.
"Ngayal mulu." comments Uwais.
"Ish, not ngayal, but like, um-pa-ma-kan," said Arrida while emphasizing the word 'pronounce'.
"I'm his daughter, and his prince's sister," he added, chuckling.
"Haish, this kid!" Uwais is a bit misbehaved.
"Ciyee, shy tuh ma bang Arman." seduced Arrida
Uwais only smiled as he shook his head, he really felt very anxious.
"Ah, you guys are, really envious!" comment Arman.
"Haha, single soul thrashing!" chirpn Kirno who just came approached the three.
Arrida and Uwais laughed.
"Yes, Bang, I think, bang Arman ma bang Dika should be sought after this pair, so not singles mulu" said Arrida responding to his chirno.
"Ooy, say handsome Andika yaa!" Andika shouted from the kitchen.
"Ups!" Arrida immediately shut her mouth as soon as she heard Andika's scream.
"Udah, sana! Shower, shower!" uwais orders Arrida who looks wrong because of Andika's scream.
"Hish, males ah, ntar aja, if you want to go to college!"
"Well, I think I said princess, where there's a baby shower" Uwais said.
"That's justin ...!" said Arrida casually, "Eh, brother, do not take a shower often, a beautiful tentaranya ilang," he continued with origin.
"Hey ... It's beautiful, but it smells too!" Uwais Protest.
"Hish, where's Arrida smell? After all, did your sister take a shower?"
"Don't take a shower, don't look like it!" exclaim Uwais quotes Arrida's words about frequent bathing.
"Calcium ... " Arrida pinched the arm of Uwais that was on the table.
"Aw, pedes, Love!" said Uwais while rubbing the marks of the pinch of Arrida on his arm.
"Oh, you guys are really making a single soul bang Arman struggling! Come on Bang, kasiyaan, let's just stay with them, rather than just be a mosquito repellent!" kirno said as he pulled Arman's arm.
Arrida chuckled at Kirno's joke.
"Eh, Bang, wait! Tell me, how did Fika meet Papah?" prevent Uwais from stopping Arman and Kirno.
Arman turned around.
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"Assalamu'alaikum" Ridwan said his greetings when he had just arrived home that afternoon.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Ms. Tania, she immediately went to the living room, then welcomed Mr. Ridwan from the office. She accidentally took the office bag out of her husband's hand.
"Tumben, Papah is welcome?" ask Mr. Ridwan while stopping his steps. He felt strange about his wife's attitude, because, not usually he was welcomed in the living room and brought his bag.
"Oh, I used to welcome Papah, too,"
"Yes, but not from the front room either ... Usually, just kiss hands when papah is already in front of mama."
Ms. Tania grinned.
"What's up, hm?" ask Mr. Ridwan later.
"Heee." Tania's mom rolled her eyeballs.
"Someone wants to see Papah, but ... Papah is calm, yes" he continued.
"Promise first!" said Ms. Tania full of requests.
"Yes, Okke, Papah promise!"
"Yes yes ... Be calm, and not emotional ... Poor papah's heart."
"Yes, Mah ... Who the hell?" mr. Ridwan is curious. He assured his wife that he would be calm.
"We go to the family room yuk." take Ms Tania with a smile. He did not offer a drink, bath or rest first, because Mr. Ridwan is not accustomed to it.
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Mr. Ridwan stopped his footsteps when he arrived at the living room. His gaze was very difficult to describe, between happy, disappointed and angry.
"Fika ..." call him shrewd.
"Father," Fika replied to her father, he had been standing since the arrival of Mr. Ridwan to the house and said greetings.
The two just stared at each other, until finally Fika ran then rested at the feet of Mr. Ridwan while crying and apologizing.
"Sorry Fika, Pah,"
Mr. Ridwan immediately pulled both arms of Fika to stand up.
"Bad kid, why just got home, hm? Don't you miss papah?" weeping Mr. Ridwan while holding tightly to his four-year-old daughter never met.
"Fika kangen, Pah, what a miss!"isak Fika in the deck of Ridwan.
"You know, papah's number, why don't you ever call papah, hm?" asked Mr. Ridwan while gently rubbing Fika's hair several times.
Fika did not answer. He just cried and hugged his father. Right now he just wanted to feel the warmth given by his beloved father.
Ms. Tania was crying, while Arman, who was standing by the family room sofa, was crying.
"Fika kangen Papah, Fika dear Papah, Fika wrong ma Papah, Fika is afraid Papah is angry, so never contact Papah, sorry Fika, Pah, sorryiiiiiin really!"
"Papah is angry with you, but maybe Papah can linger angry with you. You are Papah's only daughter, Papah's favorite," said Mr. Ridwan still in his tears. Fika's head was blown several times.
Warm. And Fika still wants to linger in the arms of Mr. Ridwan.
"Have you been happy all this time, son? Is your life good?" asked Mr. Ridwan while stroking his daughter's hair.
Fika just shook her head on Ridwan's chest.
"Did your husband treat you well? Does he always make you happy?"cecar mr. Ridwan.
Fika still shook her head in Ridwan's arms. Finally, the man, who was almost sixty years old, let his daughter be content to cry in her arms. After being satisfied, Fika finally let go of her embrace.
"Father," said Fika softly, stared at him deeply in the face of Mr. Ridwan. It had started to have a lot of wrinkles on his handsome old face.
"Who is he? Was your husband? Who made you turn away from Papah?" asked Mr. Ridwan when his gaze turned towards Arman.
Fika is still shaking.
"Eh, wait! I think Papah's seen him!"
Arman immediately approached Ridwan and kissed the back of his hand.
"I'm Arman, Om, who's at Uwais's restaurant,"
"Oh yeah, I remember, you were the one who made that special drink, right, huh?" said Mr. Ridwan, he remembered, had deliberately visited Uwais. At that time, he knew Arman, Andika and Kirno.
"Let's make it again yes, such a drink is amazing efficacy."
"Ready, Om." replied Arman with a laugh.
"Eh, wait, why are you guys together? Where's your husband, son?" ask Mr. Ridwan at last.
"Father sit down first yes, we will tell you later," suggested Ms Tania.
"Yes, Om, we'd better have a sit-down conversation, let me make you a tired drink!"
"Yes, that's a good idea!" mr. Ridwan agreed.
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"Sorry Fika, Pah, Maafin Fika ..." said Fika still in tears. He has been telling all his stories for four years, also recounting the last incident at the restaurant that brought him home.
Mr. Ridwan fell silent to the tragic story of his daughter. For a moment, he took a deep breath while closing his eyes. Silent.
Feeling no response from her father, Fika returned to his knees, he rested at the feet of Mr. Ridwan.
"Fika is wrong, Pah, Fika is disobedient ... Sorry Fika, Pah!" crying Fika.
"Ear, awake!" mr. Ridwan opened his eyes while rubbing Fika's head.
"Papah's anger, Papah's disappointment, has not existed since Papah passed through a critical period because of your departure. Only the best prayer Papah always says to you ... Sorry Papah who can't take care of you ... Sorry Papah for your ignorance of your situation during these four years ... Sorry Papah has let you go through all this, you must have suffered for four years!" said Mr. Ridwan back crying. He felt he had failed to become a parent for his only daughter.
"You didn't come home, because you must be afraid of getting angry, right? Papah love you, Fika!"
"Father, Papah is not wrong, Fika is wrong, Fika is ungodly, Fika is wayward, Papah is the best father," Fika isak. He's still on his knees in front of Ridwan.
"You will be happy! Make promise! Let's solve your problem with your husband! Soon after this! Papah has the best lawyer! Already, calm down, don't cry."
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Title:~ BAD WIFE ~
Works : oktiyan_ghassani.
BLURBS.
"Easy, go! don't be your holy-sucker. Like just wearing it." said the man who had just seen Hanum's body with a blanket standing up, in pain mode and holding something like straining. He looked at Hanum passing into the bathroom to clean up.
Hanum was still crying after wanting to reach for the bag, and trolly was clean. Being the successor to the house keeper in room 501 was the beginning of his life's misery, and Hanum again met the man. Hanum is like being on a roller coaster that makes him flattered high, but hit the deepest.
'If the soul mate is a reflection of self, from a good man aaraan get a good woman. Why don't I belong to such a category?'
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