Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 160: NOT A ROMANTIC COUPLE

Al was undaunted by his footsteps. Moreover, Flowers give a smile to stay ahead, "Family is a place of honesty. If today, I hide Almaira. Someday, I have no right to be called papa by my own daughter."

"Mas Al is right, Pa. Almaira's our daughter. There's nothing wrong with that. If we hide a princess as beautiful as her. The world can take it away from us. Just trust me, if this is the best for our family."

His daughter and daughter-in-law were already compact and the kekeh would show Almaira as their child. As a parent, Milea encouraged her husband to believe in his own family. After all, thanks to the baby the relationship of the new couple is getting closer. So there is no harm in embracing real happiness.

Al and the Bunga family greeted everyone, even Bryant who was busy with his own thoughts. The man was instantly distracted on the tiny face that was sleeping so soundly in the arms of Bunga. While Papa Angkasa gave the eye code so that his sister followed him to cover for a while.

"I'll excuse you. Flowers sit. Don't stand up." said Al before finally walking away leaving everyone behind the older brother who had gone to the corner of the room first.

"Ka, don't say that. Later, kesambet, loh." said Bunga tried to neutralize the atmosphere, but Sam and Bryant looked at each other as if they agreed to have the same thought.

The second tier of the man, makes the Bodo Flower and pretends to justify Almaira's position in order to stay comfortable in his arms. However, it is increasingly seen as intense. It feels uncomfortable and peaceful. "Have the duo Om, but the behavior of eleven and twelve. Almaira Mama's. Don't wake up, yeah. Sleep well."

"Sam, can a pregnant person be born in a matter of days?" bryant asked to try to pry the truth by quipping Flowers that sat indeed near the two men. Moreover, Sam shook his head, "So, how can it have a baby that fast?"

There was no pain, but the rage would be Bryant's innuendo. Without further ado, the woman hit the older brother's arm. A punch that was hard enough that the handsome face grimaced. "The habit of the guy does not want to ask directly. I thought I was a miracle child. Never mind. I'm lazy to explain.''

Bryant knew if it was wrong. Not wanting to change the atmosphere more unpleasant, the man aligned his position facing the Flower. "Who is the name of the beautiful princess who slept so soundly. Have you guys had a big thanksgiving?"

"Almaira Keisha Alkan Putra." Flowers stare at her baby's tiny face with a look of love, "Mas Al wants to hold a thanksgiving event, but shouldn't you all know. Who is this baby really? It will all be a shared responsibility. I'm a wife, so it's my job to be with my husband."

That conversation must stop. When the door opened again and the troupe of women entered the venue. All eyes, once again distracted, make Papa Angkasa want, do not want to have to focus on the engagement first. Tonight, the event was only attended by a few people who could be said to be a big family.

Look, Ocy who continues to try to keep his eyes out so as not to be imprinted on the man who is impatient to hold the hand of the future wife. While Bryant smiled as his eyes continued to notice Ara's happy hue tonight. Though the shadow of the matter still refused to leave him.

Short story. Sam and Ocy sat facing the table. Where the table was decorated with fresh flowers with a box of jewelry as a complement to the engagement ritual. The MC is Nara. The doctor began the event with a prayer together, then continued with talks from the representatives of the two brides.

"Hay, my future wife. You know, if I can't be romantic. Suppose I cheat on a book. Every verse of poetry will not represent my heart. On this night, I will not make promises to always make you happy or always make you queen of my life." Sam breathed in trying to contain his nervousness, lucky Bryant was still faithful to be a companion behind him.

"Ocy, our lives are not just ours. Do you want to complete my shortcomings? At any time that becomes a trial for our lives later. Tonight, I have nothing but the heart's intention to make my absurd woman my halal partner. Without a definite promise, would you accept a man who is still looking for his identity?"

Sam ducked down, then opened the ring box that Ocy had chosen. Then directed her to the woman who looked at her with a mist of eyes, "Will you be the wife of an ordinary man. Spend the rest of your life fighting and becoming my new best friend. Travel the world with limped footsteps. Will you be mine, Ocy?"

The taste of haru can no longer be contained. Sam is not a romantic guy, but every word is like a refreshing morning dew. There is no promise that can be broken. No demands will be a burden. Truly, whatever becomes the union of love will feel so holy.

"Yes, Ocy is ready to be the wife of a handsome doctor brother. No matter what people say. I know, brother was created to be my delinquent friend." Ocy reached out her hand, making Sam wrap the ring he held to get the rightful owner.

The sound of applause coloring the application event. Ocy also put a ring on Sam's fingers. The couple is very suitable. There is no word to say what it is. Not jaim just because it can not be as romantic as other couples, even families also shed tears because the engagement process goes without ever imagining what it will be like.

The joy is growing. When Al introduces Almaira as his daughter. For now, the family thinks, if the tiny baby is the adopted son of Al and Bunga. For a moment all was left for granted, until the way the party ended and some special guests disbanded.

Time shows at ten o'clock in the night. It looks like the women are tired, including a new couple who definitely want to take a break for tomorrow's event which is still quite crowded. Given that, the husbands gave permission for the women to rest first. Now left at the event venue there are only five men with different ages.

Samuel, Bryant, Papa Angkasa, Alkan and Papa Bima. The five men chose to sit in the same place and face each other. Everyone's faces looked so serious, but the most serious were only Al and Bryant. Of course, the two men have tensions that must immediately get a solution of the problem.

"Who do you want to start with?" asked Papa Angkasa to open the conversation so as not to become a monk.

Bryant noticed when his uncle glanced at him, but he himself was still not ready. "Om just first. I wonder where my little brother came from. Beautiful, but her face reminds me of ....,"

"Almaira is my biological daughter." replied Al unceasingly stale, making Papa Angkasa glare and involuntarily move straight from her seat. "Ka, relax. I'll explain everything, but sit down!"