The Fate that is Overlooked

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"Where all day? lighten his body?" The ace who was folding his face raised his head, as Barata hugged him from behind, snorting the breath felt at the top of his head.

"Udah good," he answered with a smile, then turned his body. Playing his fingers on the chest of the Barata field.

"Can you do it again, right?" he asked with a face of sumringah, and now his hand held Ajeng's hand, and tried to melu*mat bi his rannum beer.

"Don't Yank! you like it so, look at Ashila pity, movein gih!" let go of Barata's kiss.

Ashila who could not resist the drowsiness finally fell asleep while performing the prostration movement in the first roka'at.

"But I miss you!" she said with my eyes and now her hand just went into Ajeng's clothes, Quickly, Ajeng held her before her husband's behavior became more and more.

"Yank ! no gini!"

"Battles huh? huh uh? huh uh? huh uh?" His words pleaded with his elixir.

"Oh my goodness, gumuszz bangett siii." Cupping Barata's cheeks with both hands, then kissed his forehead fondly.

"Eat first yah, yuk!" trying to grab Barata's hand which was now on his waist.

"Mom will wait, not good. It's coming down!" invite her while breaking her arms, then put your face on the dressing chair.

"I've requested your favorite food you like with Mbok War, ayoo!" Now he walked out of the room, leaving Barata himself who still looked lazy to move on.

Ajeng went straight to the dining table, and sure enough there was already Bu Sukma who was composing the dishes.

"Barata's not coming down, baby?" questions asked when seeing Ajeng go down alone.

"Moreover to Ashila's room, ma'am." The answer is directly pouring water to be placed next to the plate that has been prepared by Bu Sukma.

"Have you talked to Barata about that?" now Bu Sukma was sitting in a chair, facing himself.

"Not yet Ma'am, he'll finish eating his plan, sorry he's tired of just coming home. Fear of emotion." Ajeng said honestly.

Barata is difficult to guess, sometimes it can be very easily given understanding, sometimes completely unwilling to listen to what people say when they have their own will.

"Who is emotional? eem?" Barata suddenly appeared from behind him, stole a kiss on the cheek, then dragged the chair, and sat on it.

Ajeng who was not used to her husband's treatment was just glancing annoyed, embarrassed by the mother-in-law who was now sitting in front of her to be the youngest child's audience.

Yes, Reno used to be not a person who is good at expressing his feelings, too rigid when dealing with Ajeng, maybe because their relationship can be said to start from a commitment to help each other until it ends in a dead end. Deadlocked because they both feel clumsy to start touching each other.

Another with Barata who is good at expressing his love for Ajeng, the only woman who became opium to him.

Without answering Barata's question, Ajeng stood up from his seat to serve Barata. Take the rice with side dishes.

"Thank you, baby. Have a good meal." Barata received the plate that his wife gave him.

"Let's talk for a minute, don't go up first." Bu Sukma looked at his son who was now eating his meal.

Barata just nodded his head, reluctant to ask in more detail. While Ajeng was suddenly in silent mode. She was just thinking how to calm her husband's heart that would definitely be hot.

She did not want to add to the burden of Barata and Bu Sukma's mind, moreover Ashila's homeroom teacher would have been mercilessly reviled by her husband.

After finishing her meal, Mother Sukma began to open a conversation.

"Where do you work Bar?" Bu Sukma mangawali.

"Hemm," gulped down some water quickly. "Well Mom, only in the near future I was assigned to area X, Mom, to find out the case of deviation of worship activities that allegedly there is a cult, which developed in the area."

"Oya there was a person who had already received the file of my needs and Ajeng, so the day after we could have legally married," his left hand immediately stroked Ajeng's back gently.

"I don't want my wedding to be delayed again. What if we were just a small thanksgiving first? call Mr. Penghulu, continue to invite the orphanage?"

"I'm afraid the time isn't up. Because it's mission-important." Evidently.

"Well, I do want it, Yank. You're the one who's pushing the rame-rame too much." Ajeng moved from his seat, reaching for dirty dishes to be moved to the dishwasher.

"I want everyone to know that if you're mine, we're married and no one else can get you." Knockabout.

"Oh my God, Hank! If you think it's like you don't believe me, I guess I like other men!" Ajeng was upset by Barata's reasoning.

"Not that I don't trust you! But I can't believe those around you!" he said more annoyed.

"Ehh, you're fighting!" Bu Sukma who had just become a spectator, now began to raise his voice.

"You're a weird Bar too! there is no way that Mother's child like that, already here sitting just Jeng," called Ajeng who was now about to wash the dishes.

Without waiting to be ordered twice, Ajeng immediately sat back next to Barata.

"You're horrifying Mom first, don't cut off Mom's talk yes," Ms. Sukma gave a warning before speaking.

"So Mom was a little late to pick up Ashila. And Ashila was not at school, the school said she was picked up by the Pakdenya. I'm frantically looking for Anto. Your phone number is not active. Reported by the police for 24 hours. Same mother Anto muter-muter nyari, not long after Ajeng call. Ngabarin if Ashila is home." Bu Sukma looked at Ajeng for a moment, as if understanding his mother-in-law, Ajeng nodded his head.

"Can you guess who's taking Ashila?" Bu Sukma paused. "Rafi," he continued.

You can see the change in the look of Barata's face, which makes Ajeng not dare to comment.

"And this, he's got this." Mrs Sukma handed her a white envelope containing Ashila's DNA test.

"Yes he is Rafi's son," Barata answered quite surprised Ajeng and Bu Sukma, really it was beyond their expectations.

"You want what else? anywhere it will stay that way. Its effects.

"You are taken wherever you are entitled to Ashila."

Ajeng was quite astonished by Barata's reply.

"Is this her husband who answered?" his mind looks very worried.