Papa Syerkhan's Seed

62 > Bouquet

They all ordered the food they wanted and, Anggi left for a while, because there was a call from his business partner who had to be picked up. Syifa and Micella ate their orders.

'Who are you talking to, why so seriously?' inner Syifa while thinking.

Syifa and Micella had finished eating their food, but Anggi had not yet arrived and, still calling his business partner made Syifa astonished.

"Try Micella came to Anggi's sister, because the food was cold" said Syifa softly.

"Huh?" answer Micella.

Because, the little girl just finished eating and, not too focused if invited to talk, making Syifa have to explain slowly and, Micella understood.

"Alright, now Micella comes to Anggi's sister," said Micella softly.

Syifa nodded her head, then Micella rushed away from there towards the place of Anggi.

"Sir Anggi, why so long? Mother said?" micella asked innocently.

In fact, Syifa had advised not to carry her name, but the little girl was still very innocent. Sontak, make Anggi immediately disconnect his phone.

"Did you really talk like that? So what else did he say?" asked Anggi while glancing towards Syifa.

It makes Syifa feel bad and, thinking that Micella is telling the truth, says whatever she says.

"Bunda said, Anggi's sister for a long time, so Micella was told to come. But, don't tell me it's the mother who asked," Micella replied innocently.

Suddenly, Anggi immediately laughed while glancing at Syifa who was seen watching the two of them.

"Here you go, let's go there, pity your mother alone," said Anggi softly.

"Come on!" micella replied with excitement.

Anggi immediately carried Micella and, taking the girl to their seats. Syifa immediately looked at Anggi's face as well as the man.

'If we were together, it would definitely be like this, Syifa is pregnant with my son and, we have many children, ' Anggi's mind withers.

Anggi is not hypocritical, he still loves Syifa, but continues to try to get the taste out of his heart, because he already has a wife and, prospective baby who is still in the womb Juwita.

. . .

Sherkhan was very happy when he saw the baby clothes from his phone and, he could not wait to hold the child, who would be born in two months.

"I'm really impatient to see what my son's face will look like, because Anggi is very similar to Dila, will this child look like Syifa?" Sherkhan.

The man smiled as he imagined Syifa's face was on their child, then it would be as beautiful as the girl. Which made his heart not calm and became very bucin.

"Oahhh! I miss him" said Sherkhan.

The man suddenly remembered his wife and, intending to call the girl, had not yet taken her cell phone, Syifa entered with Micella approaching him.

"Om Sherkhan!" Micella ran over to the man and, hugged him gently.

"The daughter of Syerkhan, is here with Mother" said soft Syerkhan.

The man kissed Micella's head gently and, holding her slowly while looking at Syifa who had only been silent since then.

"Micella, is Mommy sick? Why is he quiet?" ask Syerkhan to Micella.

"Is Mother sick? But, it was healthy when we ate with Anggi!" micella asked gently.

Making Sherkan directly look at the wife, as well as Syifa, staring at the face of her husband who pouted, because he ate with Anggi.

"Om, so you guys had lunch together without om?" asked Sherkhan softly.

However, it was clear that his face was very dislike of it, making Syifa immediately approached the husband.

"Om, we met at school and, Anggi asked for a meal together and, Micella didn't want to refuse," Syifa replied gently.

"No!" micella Sutu.

Because, he does not want to be blamed by Syifa, because actually who wants to eat with Anggi is the girl.

"Where is the truth?" ask Sherkhan seriously.

Syifa told Syerkhan everything and, the man was silent, because he trusted his wife very much, even though his heart was not calm. Honestly, he was very jealous when Anggi and his wife were close, what else to eat together without him.

'I must be reasonable, because there is no way Syifa and Anggi play back, ' inner Syerkhan.

"What else are we waiting for? Come on, to the movies!" micella shouted with excitement.

Because, he was impatient to watch a cartoon that was just aired today and, he watched with young people who are very in unfortunately.

"Come on!" Syerkhan immediately held Micella and, they rushed off to the cinema.

Syifa just smiled, because she felt guilty and, it was not good to have eaten with Anggi without Juwita and Syerkhan, even though Micella was with them.

. . .

Dilon bought a bouquet of beautiful red roses, like Dila's favorite, because tomorrow the middle-aged woman's birthday, he wants to look romantic, because it gives a beautiful gift to his lover.

"I'm sure Dila would love this bouquet, because I know she wouldn't like it if I bought her a fancy bag or something" Dilon murmured.

Men know what Dila is like, because since they were teenagers already together, therefore he knows what Dila likes and dislikes.

'Even if it was just flowers I gave her. But, there's a diamond ring that I'm going to give her, for our engagement, Dilon's inner.

The man immediately rushed away from the flower shop, because the order was already there and he brought a large bouquet of flowers into his car, then drove the car slowly towards Dila's house.

Because, he wants to give a bouquet of flowers now, because tomorrow he has to go out of town for the next week. He even had to leave Micella to Syifa and Syerkhan, because his own son asked for it.

After arriving at Dila's house, Dilon rushed down while carrying a bouquet of flowers as large as his body.

Dilon: Come out, I am in front of your house.

Dilon immediately hung up his phone and, waiting for the presence of the beloved heart. Not long after the door was opened, a middle-aged woman who still looks very beautiful to the outside using a nightgown.

"I bought you this, for tomorrow's birthday present. I'm sorry I can't give you tomorrow, because I have to go out of town" Dilon said softly.

Dila smiled, because she really should be able to get a gift like this from a man, because during her marriage to Sherkhan, the man rarely gave her gifts even more often gave her money.

"I really like it a lot" said Dila softly.

SERIATE.