Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Kaelandra Adha's

A pair of small and soft hands seemed to be patting Nevan's sleeping face. Next to him, there was the voice of a woman who chuckled a little while keeping the stocky body that had just learned to sit down so as not to fall backwards.

While continuing to fumble, the baby continued to pat the face of the papa, even licking his cheek. Until, making Nevan finally wriggling and revenge by pretending to bite the cheek of the kingpin of his beloved son.

At first, El laughed. However, for a long time she began to cry in disbelief as Nevan grabbed her and hugged her forcibly.

"Father!" Gantari hits Nevan's ass, then snatches El from Nevan's arms with a look of disbelief. "Don't cry!"

Nevan got up by rubbing her eyes, then turned her head and saw the clock still showing at 2 am. Holy hooch!

"El first the ignorant, Dihyan," Nevan fought while laying his body into Gantari's lap, then hugged the wife's waist. He didn't want to lose to El.

El who was feeling disturbed, immediately pushed Nevan's head. However, the young papa refused to budge. Until, again El pulled out his mainstay, crying.

"That's a crybaby! This Dihyan is not only your mother, but he is also my god!" knock Nevan without moving.

Gantari just let out her sigh. Letting two different-age babies fight over him.

***

"Tell me again loe?" Fikri, who had been waiting for Nevan at the entrance of the study, immediately intruded. Then, look at the clock that has shown an 11 with a flat expression.

Nevan turned his head, looking not surprised at all because this was not the first time it happened. Fikri the assistant, has indeed often reprimanded his delay.

Hold on, shit, I think something's wrong.

"Obviously, Fik, El stays up" Nevan explained as she placed her briefcase on the table.

"El or Mama El?"

Nevan turned her body to face Fikri, then smiled ignorantly. "Both."

Fikri immediately cursed. He even took a deep breath, before handing over several maps containing reports to Nevan. Then, sit first on the sofa. His feet have been sore wara-wiri here and there since morning and now he is actually hot-panated. "That's my result of NGEGANTIIN loe this morning."

"Often, Van! For a long time I fired loe so the boss," murmured Fikri, to make Nevan laugh satisfied.

"Gue has the intention to resign."

"Loose crazy!" Fikri stood up again. "Why do you want to resign everything?"

"My money's been a lot" Nevan replied casually. Then, replace sitting on the sofa. However, a map immediately floated up and clasped his arm. Again Nevan laughed.

Secretly Fikri observed his best friend. Later, Nevan seems happy and happy, making her think of getting married as well.

"Doctor the other day wants to reply to chat loe?" asked Nevan suddenly. As if knowing with the mind path of Fikri.

Fikri did not reply, he just shook his head slowly. Then, sit down again in a doldrums.

"Fight!" Nevan folded her arms to the front of her chest, then looked at Fikri seriously. "If he refuses to loe on the grounds that loe is too good, don't believe."

"Why?"

Nevan held his chin, tried to analyze. "Because it's slander."

"Nevan is not sane!" Fikri almost attacked Nevan again with the map in his hand. However, the young man who likes to change his hairstyle is avoiding.

"Wuahaha. I'm back, yeah, Fik. Same with Mama El."

***

Since soon Idulfitri, I think Nevan intends to make Kahiyang Fitri 😂

After this continue reading Tied in Love Berondong, yes. It's over too.