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their happiness continued when Tarkan began to cry of hunger.
Sya made amused mixed haru as Tarkan's tiny lips so greedily suck his put*ng, he kissed his little son's eyebrows.
"mama's boy...? uuh.. dear mama... so hungry, son?" he said Sya with a funny tone made up
Kevin smiled watching Tarkan eat, and,
"mas..! don't be looked at so why? " sha protest.
Kevin grinned wide like a child who wanted to know.
"i want to see, baby".
"why see try? mark the embarrassed one". She cupped Kevin's jaw next to her hand.
"why should Tarkan be ashamed, dear? I'm supposed to be the one who's jealous I usually do it but I let our kid suck it up".
Sya patted her eel not understanding her perverted husband.
"the same child himself is also jealous? do you think jealousy is funny? "
"it's not funny baby, I'm serious".
It's better to be quiet enjoying Tarkan's peaceful face than seeing Kevin.
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time continues to pass until it does not feel the age of Tarkan has stepped on 5 months.
now Tarkan is crawling with Fahri in a hotel room.
Bayu and Kevin work together to make their children's Thanksgiving on the same day.
"how's my dress? " ask Wiwin with her graceful pose.
"hmm. nice ! are you going to be a model again Win? " asked me curious.
"hm. I want to be a model again but not yet because Fahri still needs me". replied Wiwin saw his favorite son was playing with Tarkan.
"yes, I'm also confused about what job to take? but Kevin asked me not to work".Sya replied limply.
"you can I can stay inside the house, you know me !"
She nodded understanding what it was
"sad.. let's go out. The show has already started". Kevin went into Sya's room with Wiwin
"are you ready, baby? " tanya Bayu also suddenly entered.
"all of you first".She rose up to walk towards the glass.
Kevin crouched coolly as Tarkan crawled towards him.
Tarkan is able to walk but still smoothly crawl.
Bayu saw Tarkan with Kevin, he did not want to lose also approached Fahri.
"we go out first, boy? mama is dressing up" whispered Kevin carrying away Tarkan
Bayu and Kevin went to a Thanksgiving party holding their son who was very handsome at his small age.
many people were envious and amazed at the sight of the two handsome men, they were both like a dream husband just holding a child.
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"you think I'm slim, don't you? " ask Wiwin holding his stomach.
"yes, Win. Why? " ask Sya
"no. I have to be confident showing up in public after a long time since I was pregnant".
"it's your own who chose a career as a model, already know that model is very maintain body shape".
"i have absolutely no regrets about having conceived Fahri Sya. she is very much in love with me".
"yes. yes... yes... right? let's go to the party". take Sya
Wiwin and Sya finally show up too,
during the last 5 months they both restore their body shape so back slim and beautiful, so that no one will believe that Fahri and Tarkan were born from the womb of the two beautiful women.
Wiwin greets his in-laws and his parents as well as Sya does the same.
everyone so enjoyed the celebration very well because it was not too flashy or excessive.
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"congratulations Kevin...! " said a woman behind Kevin who was busy talking to Bama and Ratih.
Kevin turned to the woman immediately his face turned flat.
"i want to talk to you, can I? " ask Amma
Bama takes away his wife and granddaughter from Kevin and Amma, he gives time for Kevin's ex-girlfriend to solve her problems.
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"talk what? " ask Kevin coldly.
"i won't take much of your time.I just want to apologize profusely I hope you won't revoke the donation of Mother's loving orphanage, they don't know anything about my past.. poor Kevin's kids' home".
"hmm.. I won't pull it out, satisfied? " answered Kevin
I saw Kevin talking to Amma.
"want what else is he? " said with annoyance.
"satisfied.thank you for the time". said Amma held back crying and then immediately left from there.
Sya frowned seeing Amma straight out of the party.
"gold? " She's embracing Kevin's arm
"hmm..? seen her? " ask Kevin embracing his waist.
"yes, I saw him, what did he say? " asked me curious.
"he just wanted to apologize and plead not to cut the donation of SYA group company to his orphanage".
"yes, he must be afraid that you will cut off the funds because of your personal problems". Sya nodded in confirming.
if Sya and her small family are happy with the little family Wiwin is also happy.
so in other places Bela is even the opposite, Bela is busy making money by being a fried seller, Bela is busy,
"fried bu... fried food". cried Bela while wiping her sweat.
these nights he was looking for money to connect his life which is now in short supply.
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Bela returned to her small contract while staring at her inexhaustible fried nanar.
"tomorrow do I eat what else try? " groaned with glass.
Bela know the news Haris entered a mental hospital, Bela does not want to return to the city because he will only make himself go to prison.
bela's skin blackened her hair that is usually straight already curly like never combed for days.
regretted? of course, that's why he just lived his life now being a fried seller to connect life.
Bela returned to her identity before getting to know Sya, she heaved a heavy sigh in her chair.
usually Bela sits on the sofa but now instead sits on a plastic chair that makes her butt ache if sitting too long.
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Sya and Kevin were holding Tarkan and taking pictures at the cameraman.
"we're in...! " cried Laila
"you too then". Ratih.
sya and Kevin took a picture with their extended family
while Wiwin and Bayu also took pictures with both his parents and his in-laws capturing valuable moments today, they hired their respective cameramen.
The struggle of his life since being betrayed as if he was harvesting sweet fruits from his patience.
She lives happily with a man who loves her very much, her happiness is increased with the presence of Tarkan the fruit of her love with her husband.
just like Sya, Kevin is also happy to live with Sya. The betrayal of his past traumatized Kevin to allergic to women.
for the first time Kevin felt the almighty God gave him such a special gift by giving Sya and Tarkan to him.
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thanks to the support of all loyal readers Sigadis gulun Othor, there are still many shortcomings but Nae is glad you want to accept the lack of Nae as Othor abal in writing..
thank you for the form of support Readers through Vote, Like, comments, criticism of the word that sometimes Nae typed, and many other support that Nae himself can not reply with anything.
Geez. Thank you also for always encouraging Nae, your sincere prayers really make Nae touched...
never be bored, right? ahead of entering this fasting month Nae wants to rest first huh..? the same focus of Ramadan worship, but if there is free time Nae promises to make his extra part...
thanksmeme it...
see you in the next novel...
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