So the Second

Chapter 67

Laras slightly pulled his hand from the grasp of Mr. Wira, maybe Laras sok alim or how, because Laras was shocked suddenly his hand in the hand of Mr. Wira as his lecturer.

"Ras, come with me to the house."

"What's up, sir! how does it seem so important?" tanyanya Laras's.

"Just come with me to the house." While his hand Mr. Wira took his hand Laras.

Judging from the glasses of others, they were both like lovers who were fighting or were marching, the man was persuading him.

Laras followed the footsteps of Mr. Wira who was slightly shaken, because his footsteps Pak Wira was very fast, making Laras difficult to balance his steps.

"Let go of the Barrel hand, sir."

The silent hero did not reply to the words of Laras, who to Yudha was like the last wind. The hero continued to grip his hand Laras, even though they were both already in the car.

As if unconscious, his mind was now on Belva who was not feeling well. The hero slightly gripped tightly to Laras' hand, to vent the tightness in his breath when considering Belva does not want to eat.

It didn't take long on the way to his house, Wira was driving his car like a snapper-class racer who was cornering the left right of a slightly quieter street.

The hero honked his car horn, to open the fence of his house to mang Nurdin as his home gardener. Everyday Mang Nurdin sleeps in the back pavilion, Mang Nurdin is her husband bik Ani maid at the Wira's house.

After the fence of his house was opened, Wira still grabbed his hand Laras to follow his steps beside him.

The hero began to climb the stairs to enter his room, until on the top floor Wira was in a hurry to enter his room, to see his Belva was still asleep was he awake?

Czech....

The hero opened the door slowly, starting to peek through the tail of his eyes which glanced up at his bed. It seems that the little Belva has woken up in the company of Ani, who faithfully rubbed her child's hair gently.

"Papa to ana, bik? how am I anget."

"No idea Non! Non Belva's papa didn't say it was a bibik."

The hero who heard the voice of his son who was looking through Bik Ani, made Wira a little relieved. Belva wants to be invited to communication even though the situation is still very weak.

Nah! Ooh,!......

The hero began to step into his room, and his hands still did not want to escape from the grasp of Laras.

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While Laras was made wrong by the action of Mr. Wira who suddenly grasped his hand. Many times Laras tried to take it off, still could not because his grip was very tight.

Baras let it go! it is useless to ask to be released, but no answer even tighter his hand.

Laras who saw his Belva leaning on the head of his bed was a little pale face, making Laras wonder. Lt hurts? or just not playing in your room.

Laras continued to follow in his footsteps Mr. Wira who stopped beside his bed. The hero crouched down to stroke her son's hair, and smelled the smell of the shampoo, making Wira breathe a sigh of relief.

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"Ante Lalas......." Say hello to Belva with a happy face.

"Make aunty dear."

"Va, also angen, ante."

After removing the kangen, Belva continued to wrestle spoiled with aunt Laras who sat next to him.

"Papa dicuekin nich." Wira Said.

Belva remained silent, not responding to his Daddy's remarks. Belva is still very spoiled, and does not want to escape from the tantenya. Laras' hand began to pegel which was still in the gelayutin of his hand, Belva who hugged him very tightly.

"Belva eat ya."

"Ndak au! I want ante Lalas."

"Feeding bribed - auntie yes." Laras stroked the mane of his son's hair.

"If Belva doesn't want to eat! aunt comes home." Said Laras who had started to move from his seat.

"Don't repeat ante! Va wants ama ante." Hix... Hix....

Hearing the sound of Belva's cry, Laras sat down next to him again, Laras feeling pity to see his Belva a little pale, and not as excited as the previous days.