My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [The waiting game]

Only seven days I was far from Dalilah, but the feeling of longing had mastered and I could not be restrained anymore. I miss the softness of his face and the smell of telon oil that is able to beat the fragrant perfume Rinjani. My wife would be angry if I compared her to Dalilah. As luck would have it, I've just left, I compare with his son. Huft, there's no place as beautiful as home... But what power, I go in a crowded full of suspicions.

Every day I contact my mother to find out the development of Dalilah. And, Rinjani's situation. There was a sense of relief because the mother slalu said Rinjani was fine. So is the Dalilah who is not fussy. My daughter really understands that her parents don't live together-just temporarily.

I heard the sound of the door opening. Apparently Anne.

"What's wrong?"

"Daddy it's time for practice."

"I told you, don't call me Daddy!"

"Keep calling Daddy by what call?"

"Heiii, my real daughter. You are abal-abal's daughter!"

"Did I just call you Father, like Keenan when he called Herman's eyes?"

"Hard-headed!!! Let's go to the theater."

Anne smiled, "Daddy Anne's coming to Laura's and Eyang Herman's wedding?"

"Stop pretending to be my son, Anne." I was too tired to face him, but he was still afraid to be my son.

"After I graduate, I'm going to New York, Daddy. I'm going to go to college and a modeling course."

"Good then, just go far away. If you need to get to Antarctica."

Anne stopped her steps.

"I'll make Daddy proud of me." I'm restoring my hair. This kid is making a headache. His desire to make me subjugate to him is becoming more and more. However, Anne also knew her limits.

"Be proud of your parents, Anne. Those who deserve it."

Anne's upset. He just looked down and breathed.

"Never fall short of your parents' lack of affection. The luxury you get does not come from magic or magic shells. Anne, your parents are working to make ends meet. Just so you know, you were luckier than Rinjani before she met me. Make yourself proud, and take care of yourself."

Anne looked up at me, "Thanks Daddy." He smiles.

I am not the reason for him to strive hard to achieve his goals, I am not the light that illuminates his path. I just want a girl to live her youth without a thorn in the wound.

The theater room was filled with my students who were chosen to play characters in the drama of the love story of Rama and Shinta. Continuing the love story of a Shita who returned to the warm embrace of Prabu Rama Wijaya.

This time I was really scared because I was the only one watching and teaching them. It could be a month or more of my time to be seized by the inter-school skit race that will be held at the Sydney opera house.

"Daddy, what do we want to practice first?" Anne came up to me with the scarf she had tied around her waist. Anne got the lead role, playing the character Shinta.

"Readings... Character maturation, then dialogue training."

Anne called her friends to join her.

We started reading the script

in silence and understanding the characters we will play. Like the play yesterday, I will play the character of Prabu Rama Wijaya.

I sighed, occasionally glancing at Anne with the tail of my eyes. We'll be in the scene dancing together. It wasn't easy, let alone me teaching her to dance.

Forgive me Rinjani... Sometimes life needs to be like a dog*n who is willing to do anything to show the best. Like I was doing my best as a beautiful souvenir for my school. In fact, I didn't mean to betray you. My scarf is only for you who are there, nursing my daughter.

The next four days.

In a room, in the building of the KBRI. My father-in-law and Laura became a couple. A simple marriage attended only by Laura's nuclear family. Me and the Indonesian ambassador as witnesses on the groom's side.

Laura became a convert, while Keenan was still with her previous beliefs. Let him seek comfort in seeking the way of the Lord. Because the true difference can be embraced by melting dining pangastuti. [Destroyed with love ]

"Mas, Mama and I want to stay at the hotel" Keenan said. He approached me with a stern look.

"What are you afraid of?" my many.

"Mama is old, my mother. What if mom's pregnant?" Keenan threw his body next to mine, his hands bent and clinging to make his head pad.

"Can't you if mom and dad have kids? You're gonna be a big brother, Keen. And, your sister must be funny." I said comforting her. His eyes were turning increasingly.

"That's right, my mom! Sheila and her mother have babies at the same time. I'm the baby sitter." Keenan shuddered in horror.

"That will make you more mature" I advised him, smiling broadly. Keenan reminds me of when I was 17. I often mess with myself because I see so many sisters around me. Not to mention the Father who asked me to keep my brothers from quarreling but instead I myself who sometimes invite my brothers to quarrel - on the grounds that my sisters do not want to be given advice.

"Why smile for yourself?"

Keenan patted my knee. I'm woken.

"Come home, we'll have fun at home." I stood up, tidied up my shirt.

"Haha... Have fun with Anne?" I turned to lightning, the glare of my fierce eyes made him chuckle.

"Don't talk about it! He'll feel called and make a mess."

I can't take Anne in my house. It was beyond my limit of kindness for her. And, the reason can actually vary. Moreover, Keenan's crazy ideas made me even more annoyed with him.

"You're my brother now, if you're the same as the twins! You will be put in Rinjani's hands." I said, because Rinjani is more sinister than I am now.

"There was a quarrel that ended with sleeping outside." Keenan laughed crisply.

I clenched his neck.

"You're conspiring?"

Keenan nodded, and grinned at the horse, "Mbak must have been more fierce and more chatty after giving birth."

I want to be released immediately in this sad situation. Destiny has been ridiculous and cruel by giving me endless time to take care of my son, Anne. He ran to me and Keenan who was walking through the corridor of the building intended to return home.

"Where's Laura and Eyang?" tanyanya while panting.

Keenan and I cast glances with frowns. Anne seems crazy, and she looks like a bride, she's wearing a white dress and Stiletto. Defeated Laura who only wore a white kebaya that Mother deliberately brought as a gift.

"You better go home, Anne. The show was over an hour ago" Keenan said. He held back a laugh when he found Anne patting her on the eel and showing a sorry look.

"I had to go to the salon first and wait for my makeup artist."

Keenan nudged my arm, "It seems like there is a bride who wants to remarry here." Keenan said without knowing the face of the girl in front of him had turned red.

"Omong empty!!!" I jumped in quickly and hurried to leave Keenan and Anne.

"Then what about me?" sela Anne hurriedly followed my footsteps.

"That's your business, Anne" I replied as I prepared the horses to run.

"What a shame, Daddy. My makeup is expensive." Anne touched her face making Keenan throw a lazy face.

"Just go with Keenan or just think of it as a catwalk arena."

Anne and Keenan stared at each other, scrutinizing every inch of the clothes they both wore. Without them knowing it, I ran as fast as I could to my car.

"YOU TWO GO!!!" I shouted before I threw my body in the car seat and turned it on.

I saw from the rearview mirror, Keenan and Anne waved their hands, they clucked in annoyance. I chuckled little

...who told me to speak. that's the punishment.

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