Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Make me yours

Hospitals.

Prince and Isma were already in the room where Grandpa was in. My mom and dad were there too.

"Grandfather, Prince is coming. . ." Prince said while kissing his grandfather's forehead.

Isma stood beside Prince slowly touching Grandpa's hand which was filled with utensils, hoses and infusions.

"Grandfather misses you so much, Prince. Last grandpa called your name." The cynical Mama stared at Isma.

"I'm sorry Prince, Cake. Prince's late to see Grandpa." His words were full of regret.

Isma hugged Prince's hand and leaned his head on Prince's shoulder.

"Darling, Grandpa's still gonna get well, right?" Asked Prince who also leaned his head against Isma.

They were holding Grandpa's hands together. Prince prayed in his heart that his grandfather would be given a chance to wake up again, even if only for a little while.

Mama's getting cynical seeing Isma and Prince's intimacy. To make Mama pull Papa's hand to get out of the room immediately.

Isma realized that, looking back at the departure of her two in-laws. Prince doesn't care about that one bit.

"Mas, Mama and Papa. . ."

"Let them go. We just need the blessing of Grandpa, baby." Prince stopped Isma's speech.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Isma said sadly while hugging the Prince's body.

"Why is my dear sorry?" Gently stroked Isma's back and kissed the top of her head.

"Is.ma.." Grandpa's shrill voice surprised them.

"Grandfather? Thank you God for giving Grandpa a chance to build." Welcome Prince happy.

Grasping Grandpa's hand, then close Isma's hand to Grandpa's next hand.

"I'm sorry we came late, Mother." Prince said regretfully.

Grandfather smiled, then waved his hand which meant for Isma to get closer to him.

Isma followed Grandpa's instructions. Then she smiled at Grandpa's smile for him.

"Sorry. .kan. . . Grandpa." Grandpa's speech stamped.

Isma moved her head closer to Grandpa.

"Don't. .ting... galkan Prince.." yeah." The connection is still stammering.

"Aa. ..pa. Ka. ..lia.nn must be te...tap together." trying to unite the hands of Isma and Prince.

Prince smiled, his tears dripping. He finally put his head on Grandpa's chest. While his hand continued to hold Isma's hand tightly.

Isma stroked the Prince's head gently, and he cried.

"Prince promise cake. Prince will never leave Isma. Prince will always hold Isma's hand. Prince promise cake. Whatever happens, Prince will continue with Isma." Prince said in tears.

Grandfather smiled at Isma with a very beautiful smile, according to Isma. Tears also trickled.

"Prince, you don't want to know your wife to Mama." Shouted Mama yanng noerobos just walked in.

Prince straightened his head and looked at Mama.

"Mama knew him." Prince ketus.

"Ma, Pa.." Sapa Isma.

She stepped up to meet her in-laws and greeted the two who had given her very few hands. They refused to shake hands with his daughter-in-law.

"Never come here again." Whisper Mama in Isma's ears.

Isma was surprised to hear the whisper. I don't know why he suddenly shakes.

"I'll make sure Prince gets back together with Amanda." Mama hugged Isma, to whisper her words.

Isma fell silent, her legs felt limp. It felt like he was no longer strong to stand up after hearing her In-laws words.

Prince realizes something strange happened to Isma who is now in his mother's arms. He immediately stepped towards Isma.

The hand of Isma was drawn, until Isma was released from the embrace of Mama. Isma was shocked and slammed into Prince's arms.

"Mas, patience. Mama just . . ." Isma tried to explain.

"What only? Just threatening in a gentle way?" Prince snapped at Isma who finally escaped from his embrace.

"Janga listen to whatever Mama says. Please, dear have to trust only Mas." Prince's voice is softer than ever.

Then, Isma pulled out of the hospital. Leaving Mama and Papa on fire esmosi saw Isma successfully make their son just fight back on them.

While Grandpa had returned unconscious, right after expressing his wish for Prince and Isma to take care of each other.

"Pa, whatever happens. We have to separate the village women from the Prince." Firm Mama.

"Mama take it easy. We'll make sure we get back our Prince. Our son, our beloved, Ma." Firmly Papa who is now also burned with emotion.

Meanwhile, Isma and Prince are already on their way to Bogor. Isma just kept quiet, she didn't say anything. His mind repeated the words of his in-laws who wanted to snatch the Prince from him.

"Darling, forgive me. I'm too afraid Mama's hurting you and trying to keep us apart." Prince started the conversation.

"Yes, Mas. I'm sorry, too, because I caused Mama's anger." Her speech.

"Can we forget about that?" Ask Prince.

Isma nodded. Then he leaned his head against the shoulder of Prince who was driving the car.

"I'm sleepy, can I sleep?" Whine Isma spoiled.

"Sleep, baby." Prince gave a kiss on Isma's forehead.

"Mas, make me yours tonight." Say Isma flat.

Sontak Prince stepped on the brakes of his car, making Isma's head almost stumbled. Luckily Prince was on standby to protect his wife.

"Honey. . . Meaning dear. . ." Prince asked unsure.

"Yes. I changed my decision. I won't let anyone take Mas from me." The master is still in a flat tone.

Isma laid down a little on the back of her chair, and then she lay there comfortably while closing her eyes deeply. Actually Isma held back her shame after saying that ludicrous word.

"It's our first night. My own darling said it. Don't change it again." Prince said happily mixed with haru.

His stomach was filled with beautiful and funny butterflies. Prince felt something very exciting.

He also planted his car gas, so that soon arrived at the hotel. It felt like Prince was even unable to hold it in at the moment. But he had to concentrate on driving in order to arrive safely.

"Honey. . . Did I sleep?" Call Prince.

Isma turned her face to the street, in order to hide her shyness.

"Saayanngg, Mas. . . Loneliness here. Don't sleep dong. Follow me."

"The focus is on her. I'm gonna go to bed and rest for a while." Keto.

"Dad, baby. . . Rest until the hotel." Whine Prince.

"where can. Wouldn't I want to. . . I just sleepy." Her babble hid her shame.

"You what hayooo. . ." Tempting Prince by poking Isma's cheeks.

"Serah Mas want to do something..." Rigorously.

"Assyiiikk. . . Can I do it until dawn?" Prince asked deliberately to tease his wife who was holding her back in shame.

"What the hell. . . Yes it's up to Mas. To be sure, I never miss Tahajjud." Curiously annoyed.

Prince smiled, softly stroked Isma's back. Then, he increased the speed of the car to Bogor.

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