The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 8's

Genta and Azzura still feel at home on the balcony terrace of the hotel. Before he finally took Azzura back to the room and closed the door.

A moment after the two sat on the sofa, Azzura continued to hug Genta. He remembered when his wife was pregnant with his first child.

"Darling .. if you don't guess wrong, it looks like you're pregnant again" whispered Genta. "Have you had your monthly guest this month?" tanyakanya.

For a moment Azzura fluttered in her husband's arms. Actually it's late, Mas," I Zu then looked up. "Tomorrow I'll buy a testpek after we finish the visit."

"Honey," whispered Genta.

"What's wrong Mas" said Zu while stroking the jaw of the husband.

"Mas actually wants to" whispered Genta teasingly.

Azzura chuckled then hugged her. "It's the same way we're gonna wake the twins, Mas. They think it's an earthquake." Azzura took off her arms and briefly kissed her husband's lips.

Both of them laughed and felt funny. "What if on this couch. So it will not interfere with children's sleep," persuaded Genta.

Instantly Azzura laughed and then buried his face in the chest of Genta's field. Inhaling the scent of her husband's body while rubbing it gently.

"Did you really mean what Mas said just now?" asked Zu at once feeling anxious. "It turns out fantasy se*ks Mas wild too."

Genta shook his head while whispering, "We are free to do it our own way. Free to fantasize wildly while it is with its own halal partner. So ... would you like to try it?" goda Genta's.

"No ah, my. Ntar the village voice*han we're disturbing the children."

More ... Azzura gave an excuse as well as refused but felt anxious for her husband.

"If you want, just stay at home. Any style is free. No one saw it and didn't bother the kids. Safe, peaceful, comfortable and delicious," Zu concluded and chuckled.

"Mas will bill his promise. Can't refuse. Anyway to be ready," Genta recalled and replied with a nod of the head by Zu.

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A week passed ...

Before returning to the city of M, Yoga had taken Azzura and Genta around in the city of A with Fattah Faatih.

Before the two finally returned home to the city of M. Without feeling it has been a week since the return of Genta and Azzura with the twin sons.

As he promised his cousin, during the day he continued to attend the aqiqah of the daughters of Daffa and Kiya.

Not alone he, invited Rissa to accompany him to the aqiqah event. Previously he was confused to give a gift that is suitable for his stake.

Finally he contacted Rissa to accompany him to buy a gift. He had wanted to invite Syakila to buy a gift, but the girl was also busy at the event.

Syakila was a cousin of Daffa's wife. After getting a suitable gift, finally Yoga all of you invite Rissa to the event tasyakuran his nickname.

"Sister Kiya, sister Daffa, congratulations, yes" he said frantically looking at the beautiful princess in Kiya's arms. "This is for Fayya, sister, sorry I couldn't choose a gift, thank goodness Rissa was accompanying me earlier."

"Nothing, the gift is not important - it is very important that you are present" whispered Daffa and smiled.

"Sister, congratulations, yes" said Rissa as well as asking permission to hold baby Fayya.

Daffa takes Yoga a little away from his wife and Rissa. His smile meant something.

"Ga .. are you sure there is no relationship between you? Is it true you're sure he's just a patient and a friend without having any feelings for the girl?" cecar Daffa flocked him with questions.

For a moment Yoga shook his eyes as he directed his gaze towards Rissa who was holding baby Fayya.

Over the course of a year of interacting with the girl as a psychologist and patient, it was impossible that Yoga and Rissa had no feelings.

What's more, the good relationship between the two continues after Rissa leaves the hospital.

While between Syakila and Yoga will meet and spend time together if there is free time only.

"Yoga?!" call Daffa while patting the cousin's shoulder. "You haven't answered my question."

"Do you know what you want to know?" the word Yoga does not directly answer questions from Daffa. "If it's time you will know" he continued ambiguously.

Soon Zana approached the two followed by Syakila.

"Dad, Uncle," call the little girl.

"Zana," said Yoga then crouched down and held the princess continued Daffa. "Oh yes, Brother. Is Brother Faz not here yet?"

"Maybe in a moment" said Daffa.

"Yes," reprimanded Yoga with a smile. "It's been a while?"

"Lumayanlah .. from last night I'm here to help Kiya. "You alone?" She asked back.

"I just got along with Rissa" explained Yoga as she pointed her chin towards the crossbred girl.

Again ... His heart felt pinched when Yoga came with the girl.

"I was going to invite you to find a suitable gift for baby Fayya .. but I don't have the heart because you are also busy, so I just take Rissa," explained Yoga again.

"really?" ask her with a forced smile. He glanced at Rissa who was busy chatting with her cousin while holding baby Fayya.

"Sya ... do you think .. me and Rissa fit?" tanya Yoga spontaneously without thinking about Syakila's feelings.

Hearing spontaneous questions from Yoga, Syakila felt like her heart had been pierced by thousands of needles.

Angry, jealous, but to whom? Because Yoga is not a person but just a friend.

"What is this like that which love says claps one hand?" ask in the heart. "It's also impossible for me to express my true feelings to her."

Tik .. tik .. tik ...

Yoga flicked his finger right in front of Syakila's face then chuckled.

"He was daydreaming instead" ledek Yoga then pinched Syakila's nose.

Again Syakila could only smile with force.

"Amorang ...?"

"Udah was taken with Daffa?" Yoga pointed her index finger at Daffa and Faz the biological father of Zana.

"Ehem ... ahem .. ahem ..."

Syakila and Yoga turned around.

"Airash?!" the words Yoga and Syakila simultaneously. "Waaah .. did I miss any information about the two of you?" search for Arash who suddenly appeared.

Yoga shook his shoulders and directed his gaze towards Rissa.

"My goal in bringing you here is not just to accompany me. But all to strengthen your mentality so that dark memories will slowly disappear. Now that I see you mingling with the guests present, I am more convinced that your mental state is improving" Inner Yoga with a faint smile.

Puk ...!!

"Ga, what's wrong? How about smiling to yourself?" ask Arash and awaken Yoga.

"Ah is okay. Sya ... Arash I stayed a while. You continue the conversation," said Yoga then swing his steps towards Rissa.

Shortly after approaching Rissa, Kiya reviewed the smile of staring at Yoga and Rissa alternately.

"Yoga, his girlfriend was invited to eat first," bargained Kiya then gestured to Risa if she wanted to hold baby Fayya.

While Rissa and Yoga look at each other and smile to feel funny. Funny because both are considered lovers.

"Don't protest, take it seriously too no," whispered Yoga right in Rissa's ear.

Hearing the speech that escaped from Yoga's lips, Rissa immediately rewarded him with a pinch on his clay.

"Ssssttt .. pain know?" whispered Yoga again while rubbing his stomach.

"Lagian .. so really, really narcissistic," replied Rissa and chuckled. "We should eat first. Then please take me to college."

"Ready Ma'am lecturer," said Yoga.

Both of them stepped towards the buffet table to grab some food. Syakila and Arash could only pay attention to both.

"Yes, does Yoga and the girl have a special relationship?" ask Arash.

"Why are you asking me. Just ask Yoga. Don't you meet often at your workplace?" sarcastic Sya with a cocky feeling.

Without permission, he chose to leave Arash still shrouded with questions in his mind.

"Sound! I'm just asking, where's the fault? Then ... Why is he so upset?" muttered Arash while shaking his head.

Thirty minutes later ...

Yoga and Rissa say goodbye to Daffa and Kiya. He searched for the girl's whereabouts but could not find her.

Because of chasing time to take Rissa to campus, the two finally left the venue tasyakuran event is still ongoing.

While on the way to campus, Rissa's smile continued to be etched on her pretty face. Her mind was still imagining the tiny face of baby Fayya that was so adorable to her.

"What's wrong? It looks so happy that it's as comfortable as a smile?" tanya Yoga glanced at him.

"It's okay, it's just that I feel anxious about baby Fayya," I'm Rissa.

Yoga just nods slowly while feeling happy.

Upon arrival at the campus, Rissa thanked him and opened the car door, but was restrained when Yoga held her hand.

Rissa immediately turned her head and frowned looking at Yoga.

"What's wrong?" ask Rissa.

"Call me when you're done teaching. I'll pick you up because I'm worried if you go home alone" said Yoga softly.

Hearing Yoga's speech just now, for a moment Rissa shook her head while staring fixedly at Yoga's face with a feeling of being moved.

"So worried about me that you'd be afraid if anything happened to me? What kind of feeling do you have with me? Is LOVE or just a SYMPATHY with the circumstances and dark times that I have experienced?"

That question only Rissa could reveal in her heart.

"Clarissa Saraswati Imanuel, are you listening to me?" tanya Yoga at once awakened it.

The girl lowered her face while nodding slowly.

"Yes .. I hear you," he said slowly and then continued to open the car door. Shortly after being outside the car, he waved his hand.

Once the Yoga car had begun to disappear from the sight of his eyes, then he continued his steps into the campus.

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