Not Planned Love (R3)

. 76. Back To School's

📚. 76. Back To School's

"Go back to school, finish what we haven't done there yet." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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"Om not stopping by first?"

"Yes, Om. Oma same Opa must miss Om?"

"Om want to go home why the hell? He said he'd give us some basic training?"

The twins asked in turn. Making two beautiful men who were not dark at the time smiled thinly. The behavior of the twins is always successful in making them cool. They are happy viruses.

"Our mission's done here, boys." The youngest ones open their voices.

"The training will stay on the run. If the time comes, Astronauts and Dawn will pick you up in person." Those who are most irritable to talk also open their voices.

"Oh, if that's so." Davian raised the thumb of his right hand high. "Greet my rival, Dawn." Its effects.

Gemintang, the father of the owner of the name chuckles little. "Later to say."

"Oh yes, send greetings plus love also for Dusk. Miss, I want to see you."

The Gemintang's rarity ran aground for a moment. "Still small, don't learn to be a fuckboy. Lunar losses later equal Arkan nyekolahin you up high."

"Davian was the ideal of being a fuckboy, but the incident even became a sadboy." Answer the owner's name.

"Basic." The stars muttered softly, while embracing Davian's shoulder. Davian is a figure that reminds himself of Dawn, the son.

"Om Galaxy?" Aroon.

"Hm?"

"Greetings to the beautiful Onti-Onti there. Astronauts, Pedestal, Numbers, Torment, same Rora. If it's a long holiday, awaited his arrival."

The owner of the name smiled faintly while nodding. Shortly thereafter, he took out an envelope from his woe pocket. "Rora made it special for you."

"Make Aroon?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Aroon accepted it with joy. It is no longer an open secret, if Aurora the youngest daughter of the Galaxy is very close to her. Aroon had also considered Aurora like his own sister.

"Aroon receive. Thanks, please tell Aurora ya Om."

Galaxy nodded. Gemintang and Galaksi will not stop by Indonesia. After delivering the Radityan great-grandsons safely, the two had to return to New York.

"See you in a few months, my student." The starry face while touching Arsyad's shoulder.

"Go back to school, take care of your unfinished business. Only later, you start everything from the beginning with us." Imbuh Galaxy.

"Om OK."

"Take care of yourself, the future leader of all heirs." The crossbred whisper with a smile.

"The future leader of all heirs?" Confused Arsyad.

"See you later, Syad. Now finish your education." The galaxies are moving before they pass.

Arsyad. He and his three brothers brought their Oms after him. The two former elite agents returned to the air after a few minutes of arriving at home.

"Yanda?"

Arsyad turned his head, looking for the source of the voice. Since he left the sleeping wife, they did not meet again. Now he could see his wife again. The girl looks beautiful in a coral-colored dress, 5 centi long above the knee. On the left and right side is a bodyguard. Behind him, there was the father who seemed to walk with dignity.

"Yeah, go home." Take Kara, when it's right in front of the husband.

"Your wean?"

"Fire come along. Papih want to nginep."

Deg

"Campus. Crazy rich Surabaya wants to stay at home. Where's the mood bad again." Davian whispered to his brother Davian.

"Our house is not a rickety hut, sans aja." Tymphal Davian.

"Not a rickety hut what? This Crazy Rich loh, never nginep in our home once also not feel at home. Noh, ask his private secretary. He said, our mattress is less soft."

"What time?" Confused Davian.

"Gue turned on their flick through the intercom connected to their ears, noh." Appoint Davian while chuckling. "Needle prank. Want to know Crazy rich's reaction to nginep at people's homes."

"Basic, elu. That's woi people's privacy!"

Davian blinked his shoulders indifferently. "In this world, there is no contradiction that cannot be reached as long as I exist." Proud chuckles.

"As for you, cybercriminals."

"Gini-gini I also sodara you huh?! We were born from the same womb slurr."

"You ah, dark."

"Love's fight."

"Dark, because of your face."

"Asuuu." Davian ketus.

The return of Arsyad, Kara and the twins is certainly welcomed by the entire Radityan mansion. Van'ar and Aurra as Arsyad's parents can also now breathe a sigh of relief, because their eldest son came home safely without any shortcomings. The arrival of Tyoga was also like a guest of honor.

With regards to Tyoga, Van'ar also did not waste the opportunity. The father of three children straightened out the problems of their sons so that in the future there will be no more feuds.

"What?!" Tyoga stared at his interlocutor sharply. "May he make this decision without my knowledge!"

Van'ar breathed his fury. It seems that this time the conversation will not be easy.

"Can you calm down? Let me outline the decision my son took."

"Sir, please lower your voice. I understand your concerns."

Tyoga stared at his unfriendly interlocutor. "You have 20 minutes to explain."

Van'ar begins his explanation. He already knew the son's despair, right from the source. Of his two brothers, the Galaxies and the Stars. Van'ar thought, he should solve this problem with his iron without stalling for more time. Fear, misunderstandings will happen again.

"So he'll take my daughter without my knowledge?" Tyoga.

"Arsyad will definitely tell you, sir. At the right time. I'm just setting some of the point straight."

Tyoga thought for a moment. Letting the princess live abroad is not easy. Both Grandma and Grandpa Kara have a capable connection to reach out to her daughter. No. gabe. Tyoga no longer wanted the princess to be in danger.

"Can you guarantee my daughter's safety?"

"Insaallah. We are the best. If there's still something going on beyond prediction, it's God's will."

Tyoga nodded in understanding. "Who is your son's teacher?"

"Gallaxi and the Star."

"OK." Tyoga responded briefly while staring at his tens of millions gaway. His hands were busy typing for a while.

"good. The place for them is ready. It is located near the Indonesian EMBASSY to New York, United States."

"You mean?"

"KEDUBES indonesia to As still have kinship relations with my family. I'm just making sure my daughter's safety is out of my reach."

Van'ar nodded in understanding. Maybe the way of the mind of the rich is so. Want to monitor his daughter to the extent that through the EMBASSY. The connection of Tyoga Yosep Djuarta the Crazy Rich Surabaya is not in doubt.

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"Well, how's the tie tilted?" The tiny hand deftly justifies what it thinks is less aesthetic.

"Yanda's writing tools, hat's on, suit's on, what's left?" The beautiful girl, who was also wearing a school uniform, bit her lip as she tried to think.

"Don't get bitten."

The beautiful girl reflexively released her lower lip which she bit. His clumsy smile on the air, when he realized if he had noticed earlier.

"Today's homeschooling?"

"Yes. Same with les."

"Les what?"

"Hm, a lot." Answer the beautiful girl. "If you have a schedule today what?"

"As usual." The handsome man replied, touching the head of his wife, anxious.

"How is it usually?"

"Bag ceremony, class, study, assignment, isoma, study again, go home after *** finished, extracurricular continued." Arsyad explained in detail.

"Never had a flag ceremony. How the hell does it feel?"

"Huh?"

"You can never participate in the flag ceremony at elementary school. Most Kara sat in the shade, or stayed in class. In junior high school, Kara's homeschooling."

The words of the wife seemed able to make Arsyad stunned. Immediately, the handsome man hugged the wife's petite body tightly.

"Is your life so restrained?"

The girl nodded, tightening her embrace. "You never had a theme. I never did go around school for real. Never studied in a crowded classroom. Kara also never served in the school cafeteria. Kara-"

"Enough." Arsyad. "That's enough." The beautiful man could not listen any further.

He could not imagine how the wife used to live accompanied by boring monotonous days.

"Kara?"

"Hm."

"In New York, let's live as we are."

"Life what is it?"

"Hm." Arsyad loosened his embrace. "We do whatever you want?"

"Really?" The hazelnut beads belonging to the beautiful girl sparkled enthusiastically.

Arsyad nodded in response. "You promised, yes. Yanda must keep her promise." The carving was enthusiastic, while hugging the husband tightly.

"Yanda promised me. Don't break the promise."

Arsyad returned the embrace was no less tight. "Yes, I promise. Let's live as it is."

"I'll try harder, so that what you want can happen, Kara."

For now, Arsyad's job is back to school. He must complete his education and achieve satisfactory results. Only then will he fulfill his promise to his wife. He will try hard to make the days of the wife more colorful and meaningful.

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Sukabumi 02 May 2021