The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 67. Parents are Parents
Chapter 67.Parents are Parents
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"Love is forgiving!"
Abhimanyu seemed to be standing innocently with no concern, while Dhira who saw it was embarrassed. " I take a shower, after this we eat!" abhimanyu. Dhira picked up her clothes that were splattered on the floor, she put them on first before entering the bathroom.
This apartment is quite luxurious, Dhira who for a lifetime has never entered a place like this is quite amazed by the look of Abhimanyu rooms. Even the hotel he had slept in during job training at the Airport first, was also not as good as Abhimanyu's apartment.
As Dhira brushed aside the white curtain that covered the large glass window of Abhimanyu's room, he saw that the dark night had become beautiful, because of the urban expanse that looks like Tumbler's lights twinkling along the streets of his mother's house in August.
His gaze looked far away, he was already too deep with Abhimanyu. He promises in our hearts that we will strive, happiness is ourselves who decide. We only live once, and we as humans can only make an effort.
While still daydreaming, the bathroom door opened. He turned his body, appeared Abhimanyu on the lips of the door bare-chested and only wrapped the lower part of his body with a white towel.
"I'm done, are you taking a shower or not?" haggar Abhimanyu.
Dhira nodded, "it's late at night, you take a warm bath!" abhimanyu Tukas.
"I don't have clothes!" said Dhira who felt the clothes he was wearing was not comfortable, because the foreplay had made his CD wet.
"Oh don't worry, you open the closet there!" point Abhimanyu to the large white cupboard, which is on the right side.
Dhira stepped up and opened the closet door, he was amazed to see there were a lot of women's clothes with new models hanging neatly, also a pile of pants and also underwear.
"Kok mas.." said Dhira who was confused, why so many women's clothes.
"You don't get me wrong, ever since I moved into this apartment Devan filled all the closets with new clothes. He said if Rania came here or my family stopped by, so don't bother!" Abhimanyu was forced to lie, he deliberately prepared it a few hours before Dhira was kidnapped.
"Oh!!" Dhira nodded in understanding, as soon as he took the interior and also dress model A green bottle that looks fit on his body.
"You take a shower, let me order some food!" Dhira nodded, then he went towards the bathroom. He became agitated when he looked at Abhimanyu who was bare-chested, especially he had seen the belly button of Abhimanyu covered with a towel. A precious object that has twice patted his burrow.
Inside the bathroom Dhira again made flabbergasted, the bathroom was really luxurious. A clean white bathtub that has been filled with warm water by Abhimanyu, various aromatherapy bottles, as well as toiletries that he assessed must not be cheap.
He stripped off his clothes, then immersed himself in warm water. He closed his eyes. I didn't think his life would be like this.
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Indra's parents' house is still in the same city, just different areas. At 19:00 they arrived at Mr. Joko's house. This was the first time Indra had visited his parents' house since he held the status of widower.
"Come, Kakung sama Uti must be seneng. Papa didn't tell them!" Indra opened the car door.
"Yes pa!"
Raka still has an ordinary face, Pak Joko's family is a wealthy person but not a wealthy group, whose property will not be eaten by seven descendants. Their home is also not as luxurious as the Abhimanyu family, but they also have their own business to be proud of.
Indra helps Raka bring a box of delicious chocolate Brownies and also Wingko. With a happy heart, Indra knocked on the door.
The key seems to be spinning, a sign that someone is inside. A 5-year-old girl appeared from inside the house. Yes, he is Dea. The son of Indra's younger sister named Pratiwi.
"Sir!!!" the little boy pranced cheerfully, it had been almost a year he had not met Indra.
"Dea!, are you here?" Indra also smiled as the boy screamed darting inside, trying to bring news to the residents of the house.
"No Pakde in front!!" The words of the Five-year-old boy made Bu Novi immediately stand up from his seat, he ignored the cheerful leap of his granddaughter.
"The indra!" Bu Novi called his son's name with a trembling voice, his eyes crystallizing in tears.
"Mother!" Indra also spoke with trembling lips, for almost a year he had never met. He did not deny, the surprise of his affair with Renata when it made the relationship between the child and the parents stretched.
Moreover, the last they met was that they were both in an angry position and could not think sanely.
Indra kowtowed at Bu Novi's feet, weeping quivering and sobbing." Sorry Indra Bun, Indra the same quality Mother!" he cried to remember the behavior of Renata who also betrayed him, he also remembered if he was currently an unemployed man who lived by relying on the rest of his savings.
Which mother could bear to see her son curled up for forgiveness like that, as hateful as a mother, deep in the bottom of her heart there was always an apology for her flesh and blood. No matter how old Indra is, for Bu Novi he is still his little son.
Bu Novi can't say anything, his tongue my tongue holding haru. He pulled his son's body to stand. Indra's face was already very chaotic, the rushing flow of tears he wiped with his arms.
The atmosphere that raked the blue, making Raka who saw the interaction between papa and his messenger, also could not help but cry. He shrank the clear liquid in the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand.
"Raka!" Bu Novi hugged his grandson who now looks almost equal to the height of his papa.
"How are you, son, mama's healthy?" Bu Novi kissed the top of his grandson's head.
"Healthy ti!" Raka replied with a barely audible voice.
"Uti Uti, this is who all cry!" Dea pulled the long skirt that Bu Novi was wearing.
Between Dea and Raka has not been a good interaction, it happened because Tiwi Indra's sister who does not like Dhira, Tiwi revealed the reason for her dislike for Dhira, because Bu Kartika who rejected Indra. In fact, even though Dhira had preferred Indra, he still did not like Dhira at that time.
But upon hearing the news about his brother's depraved behavior, he slightly changed his gaze to his former brother-in-law. But during that time, Tiwi never even met with Dhira and Raka.
"Come salim the same Pakde sama mas Raka!" mrs Bu Novi said with a red nose and eyes, while shrinking the rest of her tears.
Dea is a smart and cute child, she grabs the hand of Indra as well as Raka. " This is my mas?" asked Dea looked at Raka, Raka who saw the chatty boy really felt anxious.
Raka nodded, wiping the top of the boy on his bangs and having the puffed cheeks.
But not yet finished they raked each other blue, sound of Mr. Joko from inside.
"You want to come here you brat!"
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