
The happiness of the Cyra couple is apparently transmitted to all residents of the Adhisty luxury residence. Alka even followed the parno if he saw Asha standing or walking a lot when Ghala was not home.
"Back the room, Deck! you can't be tired. Don't see what, Ghala is half alive here and there making a home for you. He's getting more and more intense. Moreover, Denok said, Ghala was asked to fill an entrepreneur workshop in an agency also next month," said Alka stood up to dispel her sister's steps while ruffled waist.
Ashadiya felt all residents limit all activities to make him saturated. Maghala did not prohibit this, even he was allowed to prepare all knick knacks for his open studio concept later.
"Mas Ghala didn't ban me, really," elak Asha wanted to continue his steps towards the garage.
Alka initially flinched as Asha passed by her. But he now chooses to follow his sister, align his steps and embrace his shoulders and turn back toward the room.
"While, I will also learn to be a standby father. Be careful at least until the early trimester of pregnancy. Aisel once said that, right?" clearly Alka, in a gentle tone led her sister into the room. Opening the door handle even asked Asha to go up to the bed immediately.
Asha snorted in annoyance but did not dare to argue. Ghala had asked Alka for help since she knew Asha was pregnant to take care of her.
Alka dared to show her affection clearly since she made peace with this family. He is the sole protector of the Cyra family. Seeing Maghala so protective of her sister, made her feel dwarfed in terms of expressing feelings.
The next four months.
Adhisty is very happy to welcome this day. His freedom from the prodeo hotel which several months became a temporary stopover.
She is picked up by Aisel and Alka while Cyra's partner waits at home as Asha begins to mood swing as she enters her second trimester.
When the big lady's feet touched the ground of the residence, Adhisty cried bitterly. Aisel hugged his future-in-law without many words, he understood the sense of the middle-aged woman's heart.
"Alhamdulillah." Aisel whispered while rubbing Adhisty's back.
"Mamaaaa," cried Asha, from the terrace was ready to stretch his hands to welcome the mother.
"Asha!" Adhisty stepped forward, aware that his son was half the difficulty due to the womb that began to be seen.
"Be careful, dear." Ghala led Asha closer, down the stairs slowly until Adhisty embraced her.
The crying of the two women was contagious to everyone standing around them, including the assistants. Denok remembered the moment of loss of the mother but he was not as lucky as Asha, able to embrace the body of a life fighter who sent himself into the world.
"Anja, this." Hilmi hands a handkerchief to her girl.
Instead of receiving a handkerchief from Hilmi, Denok instead grabbed the end of the Hilmi tie that was swept by the wind and waved at him.
"Byeah!" hilmi said, surprised even though Denok did not seem to realize the mistake.
"Patience, patience. Sincerely, sincerely for the sake of a booby friend," muttered the widower, mesam mesem unclear.
"Easter!" reply Denok after removing the end of the tie he wore wiping tears.
"Wear the handkerchief should have been, Baby. Not this one," pointed Hilmi at the two objects in his hand.
Denok turned his head, then looked into the face of the widower. "Wrong huh? yes, anyway I don't like the tie you wear. Replace it!" sahut the assistant, also stepped into the residence when the Cyra family dissolved.
Hilmidar sighed. Denok always just so, the appearance has been neat even at random with ancient reasons. Maghala even shook her head slowly with their behavior.
Once, Hilmi's white shirt was accidentally marked with a bright red lip under the collar, when the widower would guide a meeting with Cyra's female clients. Surprisingly, Hilmi did not change the suit at that time until she came home from work because it was comfortable so that nothing disturbed.
Maghala often sneers, who is pregnant but they seem to represent the syndrome of pregnant women.
Ashadiya only occasionally nausea and vomiting but his mood always took Ghala where he went. It is not uncommon to cry in front of the bathroom when her husband is bathing or doing other things in there.
Like this afternoon.
He asked for bitter melon juice mixed with celery and lemon. I don't know what it's like but Asha gulped it down the toilet.
"Darling, it's getting weird. Don't you ask for the juice of the roasted jengkol, "keh Ghala.
"You're that. What food? yummy?" asha asked as she was chewing sugus candy as a bitter and bitter antidote.
Maghala must also be willing to hunt for old school food or even look for typical Semarang culinary in the area around the house to meet the wishes of the Sakha mistress.
Adhisty. He hinted with a sharp look at Ghala not to follow Asha's will.
Maghala understood the meaning of that view, she even glanced towards Alka and Aisel, hoping to ask for help to strengthen her argument later.
"not food. It's a squezze" Ghala replied trying to trick.
"Jengkol? a timing? is that right, Aisel?" ask Asha to the medical personnel beside her.
Aisel Almaas Basafa just chuckled in response to this desire of pregnant women. He then explained the shape and content of the type of food earlier, making Asha instantly nauseous but wanted to see its shape.
"Mommy's son does not know jengkol," always Alka laughs at her brother who is innocent for this one business. "May Aisel not be like you. Pregnant her husband's nuisance,"embukannya again.
Ashadiya looked towards Ghala, he was now carried away by Alka's speech.
"Mas Ghala, trouble because of me?" his great-grandson.
"No. Happy in fact, so feel there for you," Ghala replied, turning sharply towards Alka before embracing her beloved pink panda.
Ghala calls pink panda to Ashadiya because somehow his wife's appearance is always adorable and her cheeks are increasingly blushing. Panda animals are spoiled and always need a hug, just as Asha is getting spoiled since the beginning of pregnancy.
The warm talk in Cyra's living room then continues to the wedding between Alka and Aisel. The application plan will be in the degree soon.
If Cyra will celebrate a lot of gratitude for various favors, not much different from Magenta. Mada plans to hold a seven-month Eira content event in two locations, the cottage and its residence. After tomorrow, Janu will lavish his two great-grandchildren with many gifts. Again, this provoked the dislike of the Maharani.
"They're always a priority!" it was like one afternoon.
"Don't sirik. Your son I guarantee and I will treat him the same later" replied Janu in response to his daughter's complaints casually.
"Aunt focus only with the company. If it collapses again, I will acquire and withdraw His Majesty to replace Bibi" said Mada, who heard a small rumble that afternoon.
Maharani is silent, it seems Madaharsa knows about the condition of his company now.
"Bankrut again?" janu asked into the Maharani's retina.
Glug.
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