Next to Heart

CH 50

BALI

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A beautiful woman, slim and tall body, exactly like a model with makeup that is no less charming that can make the eyes of the men who look at her amazed, walking towards the entrance of a bakery, D'Twins cake n bakery.

Triings...

The sound of the doorbell being pushed from outside indicates that someone is entering the store.

"Good day, how can I help you?" asked a waiter with a friendly smile.

"I want to order cheeseecake and rainbow cake, but I want to be made special from the hands of the owner of this store" said the beautiful woman.

"Sorry, if you can know what the event is?"

"I have an event next week, so I want to present something special to my guests, I hear the owner of this store is very good at making delicious cakes so I want him to make them" the light of the woman.

"Okay ma'am, if that's what I call my boss first, can you wait a minute?" ask the shopkeeper.

Without answering, the beautiful woman walked to the table in the corner of the room waiting for the waiter to contact her boss.

Tuutttt, tuutttt, there was a voice in the tone of the call when the waiter contacted the store owner. On the third ring her call was finally answered.

"Assalamu'alaikum Yun,! " the voice behind the phone.

"Waalaikum salam mbak, I have something to say"

"What's the matter Yun, is there a problem in the store?"

"There is no mbak, no problem really, just that there are people who want cake pesen but want to mbak directly that work," said Yuni, the bakery waiter earlier.

"Isn't there chef Ali?"

"Yes mbak, but he said he wanted to mbak madein, because the show is special, mbak" said Yuni hesitated.

I heard a breath coming from across the phone.

"When is the show?"

"That's next week mbak,"

There was no sound from behind the phone, it seemed like the store owner was thinking, whether to meet the customer's request or not because Twins was fussy again, Al and El were sick.

"Where's mbak?" asked Yuni, for not receiving a response from her words by the boss.

"This is Yun, you tell the buyer, if my son is sick again, God willing next week already mengingan, mbak needain to fulfill his request"

"Ok I'm going to tell you, oh yeah Twins is sick?"

"Dad Yun, ask for help well, you handle the business of the store first, like a few days mbak mbak will not come, if you have a problem, just call me directly" obviously the boss who is none other than Mother of the twins.

"Yes, I pray Twins are cured" said Yuni, sincere.

"Dad, thank you Yun, "

"Sama-sama mbak, if I close the phone, say hello to Twins"

Tutt. tutt. Yuni approached the woman and relayed her boss's message, then the woman pulled out her business card so the store owner could contact her immediately.

Anastacia Soraya. SH

****Divorce Lawyer****

That's the writing on the square paper.

"That's my business card, help you to love your boss, don't forget to tell me I wait for news soon" said the woman before leaving the store.

"Oh so that woman is a divorce lawyer" Yuni murmured.

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Bali

"Aahhh" a long moaning that indicates a hot battle on the bed has ended, the sweat wetting the two men who were scrambling for oxygen due to a race to climb the highest peak that was very draining just now.

Imran kissed his wife's forehead before finally falling beside the wife, still breathless after their heat struggle, trying to regulate the rhythm of the heart that clashed irregularly.

He pulled his wife into his arms, then returned to land a kiss.

"Thank you" said Imran.

Sekar did not reply, only a small nod in return from her husband's statement.

While Sekar had already fallen asleep in her husband's warm embrace.

While making love to his wife, Suddenly the shadow of Dinda when under his confinement is present greet with the sound of the village*han is very tempting.

Surprised? of course, Imran thought why when he enjoyed his struggle with his wife, it was the shadow of Dinda who was present. But Imran tries to look calm, he is afraid if Sekar is offended and returns to make him feel disappointed.

Trouble forgetting but the shadow of the former continues to haunt his mind, Imran knows that he has made a fatal mistake in the past, he has taken the sanctity of his girl when Dinda is not conscious, but it is not her fault if they are not united but married to Sekar.

Imran has tried to account for his actions, looking for Dinda everywhere but there is no clue at all, even the number he does not have, his sickly mother forced him to get married before the death to pick him up, what's he supposed to do??

Sekar innocent, his wife was the most hurt, Imran promised to be a husband that can make Sekar happy, but it was so difficult to make it happen, the shadows of the past continue to haunt.

"Can I forget you, Dinda?? it's hard for me to forget you, but I don't want to keep hurting Sekar" he said in his heart.

Five days Imran and Sekar celebrate babymoon in Bali. Tomorrow they'll be back in town. This afternoon Imran invited his wife to enjoy the sunset by the sea. Sekar wanted to carve out many memories in Bali before they returned. Maybe these memories will no longer be felt later.

"Makasih yah Mas" said Sekar happily.

"Thank you for?" ask Imran not understand.

"Thank you for the babymoon, I'm so happy"

"You're a mongrel"

"So good, this is going to be the most beautiful memory of my life"

"You're happy, we can come here again after you're born with our son"

Sekar did not answer, a small smile engraved on his lips, suddenly his face looked gloomy hearing the words of her husband.

"Diem's cigarette? you don't want to come here anymore?" imran asked because his words were not responded by Sekar.

"I want to, hopefully we can still come here again" Sekar said.

"Cong you say that??"

"Gga pa pa Mas, we go there yuk" pointed Sekar towards a crowd of people who were huddling, trying to divert the conversation.

Imran turned around, seeing some beachgoers who were surrounding the ice cream seller.

"Would you like some ice cream?" ask Imran.

Both walk along the beach, sometimes their feet swept by small waves that roll to the coast.

Imran walks with his wife to an ice cream seller who is busy serving buyers.

Suddenly.....

Brukk,,,, uh,,,,

A little boy about three years old was more likely to hit his leg, causing the boy's ice cream to fall.

"Yah Ai klim brother spilled" said the boy sadly.

"I'm sorry, baby"

Sekar squatted to equal his height with the boy, and apologized for the mistake of her husband who accidentally hit the boy until his ice cream fell.

"Let aunty buyin again?" tawar Sekar's.

Imran crouched down next to his wife, then the man smiled kindly.

"Sorry om yah, it was not intentionally, how as an apology om, om buyin ice cream you just choose which one you want!" persuade Imran.

For some reason when he saw the boy, his feelings became warm, his hands raised wanting to caress the boy's hair. It was like there was a strange swish when her burly hand gently stroked the little boy's hair.

Honey, that's what's in his heart right now. What's up with him? why was there sudden affection when he saw the boy's teary eyes lamenting the spilled ice cream?

Hohoho's....

Who are you, O O ye who are you,,,,

Cake song dangdut....

Partnya sweet-sweet first well, because the onion Miss abis.

Tbc

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