
...Remembrance of memories in the past sometimes makes its own happiness for its owner. ...
...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...
...🌴🌴🌴...
Finally the journey to Yogyakarta ended safely. The four of them immediately headed to a village where the memories of Almeera and Bara were so fondly attached.
A place very far away from the city. The air is very fresh because there is no air pollution that pollutes it. Sawah-sawah is still on his left right. The gardens and rivers still see a lot of activity there. The atmosphere is really still very thick of its simplicity.
At this moment, there were a pair of middle hands clasping each other. Both of them are enjoying the afternoon twilight on the outskirts of the rice fields so friendly. They are so natural and forced into both circumstances.
Both Bara and Almeera, they are indeed a romantic couple wherever it is. As if there was no free time for the two not to feel bucin together.
"Are you happy?" bara asked while looking at his wife's face which looked slightly flushed due to the twilight.
The head nodded. She looked back at her husband with a loving look.
"Very, Mas. This village is still my favorite place all my life" said Almeera honestly.
"Sama" said Bara by wrapping his hand around his wife's waist. "This village taught me how to love you. This village is a testament to how our love continues to grow and develop."
"Hopefully someday we can age here or not in Malang, Mas. I want to live an old life without the dust and the police. I want peace" said Almeera, who made Bara turn her head.
"What did you say, Ra? Don't be weird, yeah!" raked Bara does not like.
"I'm just saying my wish will be in old age."
He moved behind his wife. He hugged Almeera's body from behind and placed his chin on his shoulder.
"Wherever you are. I'll come and keep you company, honey."
Almeera nodded. He held the hand of Bara who was holding him with eyes looking forward. They really enjoyed such a beautiful twilight in the hope that hopefully no more storms would hit them after this.
Slowly the sun began to change. The night greeted me so quickly. The atmosphere of the crickets began to sound melodious. The cold began to feel piercing the skin when they were in front of a house and were preparing a burnt.
"What are we going to burn, Pa?" asked Bia who was busy sitting near her Papa.
"Corn, honey," said Bara by putting charcoal in the burnt place.
"Just corn?" ask Bia again with kepo. "No sausage, Pa?"
Bara quickly looked. He looked at his daughter waiting for an answer.
"Will he have a sausage?" ask Bara attentively.
The little head nodded, "If there is any, Pa."
"Attent."
Eventually they stood up. He walked towards his wife who was peeling corn skin one by one. The woman was indeed talking to a middle-aged woman who was assigned to guard this house and clean it.
"What's wrong?"
"Bia wants sausages he said. Any?" ask Bara to his wife.
"Neng Bia wants a sausage, sir?"
"Yes. Anything, Mom?"
"There was. I'll get it for a second."
Bara's face was finally so sumringah. He looked at his son who was a few steps away from him. A thumbs up Bara gave that made Bia prancing happily.
Eventually they started fanning the corn and sausages vigorously. While Almeera he gave a spread of margarine when corn and sausage was flipped back and forth by Bara.
The sound of laughter is certainly very very audible there that makes anyone must know that they are a happy family.
"Come, Pa! Fan spirit!" bia shouted so excited.
"Mom, the river where we used to play. Is there still?" bara asked the middle-aged woman nearby.
The mother's head nodded. "There, Sir. The water is also clean. If the rainy season usually the water will be cloudy."
"Take us there, ma'am. I almost forgot which way."
"Good, Sir."
...🌴🌴🌴...
And elsewhere.
More precisely in an apartment that is not too far from the Bara-owned company. Looks like three humans just finished with dinner activities.
Tonight Reno did invite her lover and lover's mother here because she did not want Adeeva's father to meet the two and bowed down after knowing the truth.
Reno wanted to teach the old man a lesson. An old man who didn't think to test his daughter's DNA. In fact, he tortured and beat his wife and daughter viciously and left a deep trauma.
A father who has no conscience, according to Reno.
"Mom to the room first. Mommy's sleepy," said Adeeva's mother when they finished dinner.
"Yes, ma'am" Adeeva said obediently. "No need to clean. Let Adeeva alone."
"Later Adeeva…"
"Gakpapa, Mum. Mom went to her room" she asked, and immediately drove her mother to one of the rooms there.
Reno Apartment does have two rooms. This is his own savings apartment. He always bought something for his future life.
Whether married or not. Reno used to always prepare everything carefully. His house already exists. The apartment also exists. Then shares in Reno-owned company. He also has only 10%. However, that was it thanks to the help of Bara also he could have a stake in the company.
"Let me help!" reno said he started to help bring dirty dishes to the sink.
After putting it down and letting her lover clean. Reno took a table cloth and started cleaning her dining table.
The man was really so shrewd and made Adeeva smile involuntarily. The man who was so independent and did not sneeze even more made his heart pounding.
Until the time Jonathan's secretary began to be engrossed in his activities. A hand coiled tightly around her stomach that made Adeeva surprised instead of playing.
"Ngagetin!" grunts Adeeva hit her lover's arm with her uncorrupted arm.
Reno chuckles. He put his chin on the lover's shoulder and saw how the clenched hand was quickly moving to and fro.
"Are you calm?" whispered Reno to her lover.
"Yes. I'm starting to feel relieved" Adeeva said with confidence.
Reno smile. He steals a kiss on her cheek that makes Adeeva's eyes full. He did not expect that his lover was reckless to kiss him here when he knew there was his mother.
Adeeva. He looked at his lover sharply.
"If you see how? It can be immediately given a word," Adeeva said to her lover.
"Yes gapapa. No need to wait for Mom," Reno said lightly.
"You mean, Ren?" ask Adeeva not to believe it.
"Will you marry me, Deeva?"
~Connected
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