The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 184. Plan to Out of Town
Chapters 184. Plan to Out of Town
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" So yourself is a perfection that can be addressed!"
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Aryans
Deep in the recesses of his heart he had forgiven his past especially himself. He quibbled, that everything that was not destined to have, then as hard as he grasped will be released as well.
Ms. Hana is also not lacking to always strengthen her heart. Her mother, was a real wingless angel present in her life.
After before with Dhira , he also once ran aground with his future fiance, Arya increasingly uncertain direction in his life.
Until finally came a Septa. The woman who has a profession like herself, as if coming as a wound healer. But God is always fair. Perhaps this is the definition, of everything will be beautiful in time.
People are given pain to know how to be happy. Be given a sense of loss in order to know appreciate what you have.
" Have you taken care of Dhira for a long time?" arya broke the silence as she was in the focus of the wheel.
" Just this twice, why? you know him very well!" Septa answered without turning his glaring gaze toward the straight path they were passing by.
For some reason, Septa felt Arya's face change after meeting Dhira and her husband.
Arya sighed for a moment, sooner or later Septa was entitled to know the pieces of his past that were scattered in disarray. Although he had expressed bad events that happened to him incompletely, but he was afraid Septa misunderstood.
" He's the guy I told you about!" said Arya, making the atmosphere suddenly quiet again.
Septa. The woman was confused by his words.
" It's only natural that you get there like that. Ms. Dhira is a flexible person, good especially..she is beautiful!" Septa smiled at the end of his sentence. Smile full of irony.
Septa remembered the destruction that befell Arya at that time. Septa even finds Arya drunk at the club', as she and her friends desperately come to look for her frustrated partner.
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Septas
Being a virgin at the age of 35 is not a great achievement. For some people, in this case him.
He is very selective in choosing a partner. As a result, indirectly made himself compartmentalize the class city. Which even makes it difficult for him to step.
He who has always liked Arya must swallow the bitterness of love clapping one hand without ever revealing it. Ambition often becomes something crucial in the affairs of life. Septa lost track of Arya after they graduated.
Yes, the wheels of the times often grind us down. No idea in the future, what he wants is presented again even at the age of those who are both mature.
A brilliant career in fact is not enough to make two lucky people in love affairs. He saw a strange gurgle from Arya's face after Abhimanyu resigned earlier. Not himself if he had to continue to pry things, which the man beside him was not willing to tell by himself.
" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...!" Arya feels bad for having to go back to reviewing her past.
" No problem, I'm fine!" Septa smiled wryly.
Arya suddenly pulled her car over the shoulder of the road. He turned off the engine of his car which is now in silence and passed people.
" Why stop, we're not sam yet...."
His words evaporated just like that when Arya's lips clung fast, after the sound of the man's seat belt was hurriedly released.
Arya kissed Septa right then and there. The thing Septa had long desired, now he felt. Arya melu*mat woman's lips, scooped, and devoured.
He closed his eyes as the warm tongue swipe explored the inside of his mouth. The kiss even went off loud enough.
Gasping for breath, Arya belies her pagutan, as the two have run out of breath.
" Never misunderstand me. He was already happy with his choice, and I also deserve to be happy with you!" Arya cupped Septa's face and looked at her fixedly.
The atmosphere is quiet and tends to glow blue.
Septa felt his nose and eyes instantly heating up. In addition to feeling sorry for Arya because of her love story that always ran aground, she was moved because even though at her age which is currently fairly mature, she only got what she expected.
" You have to trust me, hm?" Arya stared at Septa's teary face with sadness.
Septa nodded, not even the power to answer. Everyone deserves to be happy no matter how bad their past.
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Dawn poked beautifully excitedly at the boundary of the eastern horizon. The wheel of life is stretched forward, turning in the direction of fate. Stalled vehicles snaking that early have become commonplace on Monday.
Abhimanyu stared at the box made by his wife, who was now on the dashboard of his car, as he stopped at the traffic light.
" Kakung Sama Uti healthy Ka?" Abhimanyu asked Raka beside him.
Yes, this morning they left together. No time to chat when Raka until yesterday afternoon makes Abhimanyu need to ask this. Warm communication is mandatory.
" Healthy Pa, Alung Sama Uti send greetings to papa!" sahut Raka's.
" Greetings yes. Have you told me yet if you want to have a jackass?"
" Udah, the most beautiful Uti. Uti said Raka must be a girl!"
" Uti said that, how do you know?" Abhimanyu glanced at his son.
" When I was a baby there was one stroke on my thigh. Uti said it signifies that I have a sister must be a girl!" tukas Raka's.
" Said the old man, it could be a penitent (marker)!" keep Raka.
Abhimanyu's heart warms. Dhira's former in-laws are the same as her in-laws apparently. It always involved local wisdom in his life.
" Raka pingin' brother what girl?" asked Abhimanyu again when the density of vehicles that stopped due to queuing at the red light, now gradually decomposed.
" What's Pa, what's important is that you're healthy!"
Abhimanyu rubbed the top of Raka's head with his left hand. He was happy, Raka did not treat himself like someone else. Raka treats herself like the child treats Indra her biological father.
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" You're serious Van I have to go?" Abhimanyu linked his eyebrows when he saw an agenda that required him to fly out of town, to attend a gathering of all manufacturing companies in the country.
" Seriously Sir!" sahut Devan's.
" Two rius instead!"
" Why do you call him sir?" abhimanyu Protest.
Devan grunts while rolling his eyes lazy "Can I've been in the same waiting with Bu Dhira! It is mandatory to call you 'Sir' because Ms. Dhira does not want to be called 'Monya'!"
" When did my wife say that?" still in kepo mode.
Do you never talk at home? true said Ms. Dhira, her husband was brave just as I doang.
"CK, Van!!!! you're not horrified. Even dreamy!" Abhimanyu pecked annoyed.
" Yes sir, it has been a long time since he came here when he wanted to give a surprise to you. The time of the day you still like to be stoned is not clear!" tukas Devan is still pursuing travel documents Abhimanyu.
" Fuck you, say not clear not clear!"
" It's Inspiration from the sky know Van. You know that. Get married there, don't mate!"
Devan just sneered
"Married shit, girlfriend's gone. Lost in gondol om-om!"
Devan closed his mouth quickly, when he realized what was in his heart was just thrown away with his leisure.
Abhimanyu narrowed his eyes, as his ears clearly caught the grunt from the mouth of his assistant.
" So you...?" Investigate Abhimanyu with narrowed eyes.
Devan sighed. There was no point in hiding anything from the man in front of him.
" Return to the initial status sir. Am single but available!" sahut Devan is proud.
" For dong Pak tips, I want if there are people like Bu Dhira. Just one for me!"
Makes Abhimanyu laugh out loud. His assistant's fate really suffered.
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