My Sweet Journey's

Limited Edition

You can imagine how happy Rossa was when the word talak was spoken from the lips of Angga. They made Shilda the witness of the farewell. There was a sad look on Angga's face, as if he was not willing to do this, but he would learn to accept. One prayer is that Rossa can find her happiness, even with her. Angga hoped that he would live peacefully with Yuna.

Good things seem to keep coming to Rossa, Adnan's ability in everything is increasing. Two weeks have passed since Rossa officially split. They relinquished their marital status religiously, but Angga advised that Rossa would not hesitate to him if he needed help.

"For Adnan." A greeting was heard in Adnan's ear. The boy ran cheerfully towards the source of the sound.

"Dad....." Adnan still calls Aria's father. The man who came with Mala, the symbol. Only then is Aria safe to visit Rossa's house. Neighbors now know Aria as the son of Mala, the woman who once lived with Rossa.

"Main what?" asked Aria, sitting the boy on her lap.

"Main flour." Adnan was laughing.

"That's your mother. Where is he?" mala asked after kissing Adnan's head.

"Obah custom, make a cake. He said there were many orders. So Adnan has to be a good boy. If you're done playing there." Celeste Adnan.

Aria and Mala looked at each other. I don't know what Adnan said. Aria starts chatting with Aria, while Mala heads for the kitchen. Where the typical smell of bread smelled since earlier.

While in front of the house, Amato waited in the car. The man was checking the documents sent by his assistant. Before long, Shilda's motorbike stopped in front of Amato's car. "Recoaster! I'm going in!" shilda shouted in panic.

Amato caught the oddity. The man pulled his car back. With Shilda straight into Rossa's contract. Before long, two men dressed in black appeared, looking to observe the house of Rossa. Amato also saw their strange gurgles. Amato then contacted Santo, a man who could bring in a bodyguard to guard Rossa's house.

"Who are they?" amato asked Shilda on the terrace of Rossa's house.

"Who?" Shilda asked back. Amato pointed at the two people on the street corner with her chin.

"Not knowing." Shilda hurriedly entered the house. Ignoring the inquisitive full gaze of Amato.

At noon, Rossa's bread order is complete. Three red velvet boxes, two rainbow cake boxes, and two tiramisu. All ready to be delivered to his master. Because a lot and a bit far, this time Rossa uses the services of an online motorcycle taxi to deliver all the cake. She did not want to trouble Shilda anymore, the girl was already too tired to help her make bread.

"Bujubuneng, tired really." Shilda settles down on the living room sofa midway. Bodo is very with Aria who belicates seeing Shilda's behavior.

"Shut your eyes if you don't want to see your ex-boss." Celtuk Shilda. He still calls the former boss to Aria.

"Sir-abis you're angry with me. I've apologized." Aria said from the living room.

"My heartache has not healed. You put me in jail."

"Woeelah last night. Think of it as a touring trip there." Bela Aria's. The two-man debate continues. Shilda was brave with Aria. The girl was not afraid at all of the predicate of the rich man that Aria carried.

The argument stopped when Adnan came out of the bathroom, finished his bath. Aria follows Rossa's steps to Adnan's room. Former Mala room first. While Kanjeng mami did not love Aria was talking to Santo, since earlier via phone.

"Let me help." Tawar Aria's.

"I can do it myself, Dad." Reject Adnan. The boy will be self-taught from now on. Adnan felt himself to be big. The boy had grown to the chest of Aria, a man who had a height of 185 cm.

"Go, I'll watch her." Rossa's out of that place. Outside the room, he shook his head at Shilda's behavior sleeping on the sofa.

The woman bows her head into the room. "Shilda sleeps." Adnan muttered softly, the tantenya that one is really bad if it has fallen.

"So go to that place?" Mala asked, having finished talking to the Saint. Rossa nodded, he had promised Adnan that if his cake order today was completed, he would take Adnan for a walk. Moreover, the transfer of the buyer has entered the account. Enough for them to have fun today.

"Ck.I'm not old yet why do you call me kanjeng mami." Mala Gerrutu. Sitting next to Shild.

"The granddaughter of one as big as Adnan, will want to add more."

"Where to add, the padlock has not been opened. Still locked." Connect Mala.

"Kanjeng mami has been opened." Shilda's Brisks. The girl then told me about the status of Rossa who was widowed. Widow of virgin taste. Mala instantly widened her smile hearing the information from Shilda.

"It's valid, right? Later mami ngelamar to his parents Rossa anyone protested again. It's shame."

Shilda gave the code that this was all true. The girl even showed evidence of the tacit footage she took as Angga uttered a talaq to Rossa. Mala immediately asked to be sent the evidence.

"Ehhh, kanjeng mami seriously want to be Ocha ghost? Does the former boss want to?"

"You don't want to have to. Cook treated body sexoy not punched. What's not normal?" Shilda gawked at the frontal answer from Mala.

"Mr ajib ni. Not his son who wants to, but he himself who wants to marry his son." Inner Shilda did not believe.

"Who is not normal?" Aria connected the conversation of Shilda and Mala. With Adnan back to the front of the TV.

"You are who else." Reply Mala.

"Cock me, Ma."

Aria's smile expands upon hearing Rossa's changed status. The words of thanksgiving were spoken from Aria's lips, the man felt his prayers were granted by Him. Seeing Aria's response, Shilda and Mala looked at each other. Now they believe that Aria actually loves Rossa, but yesterday may be hindered status, so that the man has not dared to show his joy.

The bathroom door opened, and Rossa looked embarrassed. Although fully dressed, but all eyes were on her, making the girl blush.

"The future wife." Inner Aria, look at Rossa who hastily entered the room.

"So.." asked Mala.

"Find his mother's house. Mama disguised her for Aria."

"What are you impatient for?"

"Limited edition Shil, you want to find where else is like this." Aria's reply was quick.

"Do you know where she's from?"

Aria is unable to answer Shilda's question. "Yes the time I want to talk about him now being my type, shothot." Inner Aria is wrong.

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