Rosie Sanders!
Miguel, not in his right mind?
Hero standing right behind the child's body, the man smiled happily when he heard the regretful sentence of his beloved son. His son had returned home to the right path.
"Are you content to channel your disappointment here, son? it's a pity, down there everyone is enjoying the best dishes from your grandfather's restaurant. All the way daddy was there too, but for your sake, daddy was forced to leave his favorite cake tape plate. If you're done, let's go back. Disappointed, heartache is also natural his name is also betrayed. But do not neglect your physical needs. Let's go down, we spend all the contents of the buffet until it doesn't have a small item of rendang spice." Cerocos Wira is not necessarily directional.
But being able to make Miguel chuckle a little.
"I'm not hungry dad, I miss someone I can't reach anymore. I want him here now, giving me a warm, loving hug like he used to do when I was in trouble." Miguel returned slowly.
The hero stepped closer and hugged the child.
"Let it pass, I don't know who you mean but let's go down. Daddy's more worried that all the food there is gone, than thinking about your fucked-up marriage." The voice sounded serious. Miguel laughed in his tears. The father really knows how to make the atmosphere become liquid instantly. That was why he could easily accept and love the man as his father.
"Alright, come. I hope mommy leaves even if it's just a piece of rendang for daddy. Daddy looks really hungry now." Seloroh Miguel chuckled amusedly.
The hero nodded seriously in response to the words of the child, as if he was so afraid of running out of food.
Arriving in the ballroom room, the atmosphere was quiet like there was no one there. And the buffet table is still intact untouched at all. Miguel looked at the father who was pulling himself towards the pelaminan.
"Dad?" miguel's protests don't like the father's auction which he thinks is getting outrageous.
"Shut up!" sentak Wira without looking.
"While you're not getting married and feeling like a bride, you should try to taste this magnificent beauty. Daddy can barely afford the pants and I am because your mommy poured in all the money, as well as our old-age retirement fund for this lavish reception. So enjoy the goods for a while, daddy wants to feel the feeling of seeing daddy's firstborn sitting on the lap." Wira's babble makes Miguel daze.
The hero pulled his arm without giving him a chance to protest further.
"All right, now we're improving your appearance. Oh, my God, your expensive suit you gave to that lady ja l ang. Ck! do you know the price is very expensive?" Omel Wira is like a mother lacking a monthly ration. Miguel stared in horror at his father, The man looks so chatty today.
"Perfect and complete! now you're gonna be the most handsome groom of this era." Speak with teary eyes. His son is getting married and he feels proud to be part of the process. Miguel captures another meaning of the father's dewy eyes.
She felt guilty for destroying the expectations of both her parents, and smeared the charcoal on her second face in an extraordinary manner.
Miguel dropped his body on the floor. "I'm sorry dad, I really don't know myself. I've been making your love go to waste all this time, especially mommy. I'm really sorry I did such a stupid and evil thing to the woman I love so much." Miguel really became the most whiny bride at the moment. The man came back crying until the sturdy shoulder shook violently. Wira lets the child spill his grief, Miguel kneels before the Hero with an infinite pile of guilt.
Until the moment he wiped away his tears, the father's pair of legs had changed his apparition. Since when did his father change his black pantofel shoes into high heels 3 Senti meters white? and those beautiful nails? holy jeez! like he's gone crazy.
Miguel laughed alone then looked up. Both eyes almost jumped out, seeing who was standing before her in a very beautiful wedding dress while clasping a bouquet of flowers that were so beautiful.
"Chalot?" Lirih Miguel with quivering lips. It was hard for the man to stand up straight to align his body with Charlotte's.
"You're so beautiful Chalot, you're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen." Praise Miguel to Charlotte who he still considers as his hallucinations.
"And you look so real, thank you for being there when I was crumbling and fragile, I was so happy to see you in this way. I'm sorry I made you leave in a painful way. Sorry for the wounds I have inflicted on your heart. I really regret everything, I realize I love you so much that I'm not willing to let you be touched by someone else. I'm sorry if I'm wrong, I hurt you so deeply." Isak Miguel looked at Charlotte who was standing expressionlessly before him.
Charlotte's pale face from nervousness, fear and insecure with her weight gain made the woman actually look like an undead.
"What a soul can hug, I really want to hug you now." Charlotte just nodded, what else could she do. Miguel looked so pitiful and his heart was pitying, it was normal. Her pregnancy made her more sensitive and sensitive than before.
"What a soul can hug, I really want to hug you now." Charlotte just nodded, what else could she do. Miguel looked so pitiful and his heart was pitying, it was normal. Her pregnancy made her more sensitive and sensitive than before.
Miguel immediately carries Charlotte's body in his arms. The man inhaled the fragrant scent emanating from Charlotte's body, nothing changed. Her favorite vanilla scent. Is there a perfume outlet in heaven? miguel's brain began to think irrationally, had he already led to insanity now? Miguel shook his head slowly, trying to resist his own self-perception.
