The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Our Tastes are Different

"Crazy! Crazy one! It's crazy!" dika exclaimed with excitement after hearing the story of Arjuna while shaking his head. He did not expect that Juna could even move on from Meysa that fast.

"Yes, I'm crazy about it, brother." A smile expands on Arjuna's lips. He kept being overwhelmed by the girl.

"Gue was curious, what was he like? Kok can shift Meysa's position easily," exclaimed Dika curious.

"There's a lot on HP. That's why go to the counter! But inget, don't have a crush. Just be careful if you dare, I kick you to Pluto," said Juna with the tone of command.

Dika clucked irritably. He took the flat object out of Juna's hand and put it in his jacket pocket.

"No way, our taste is different," elak Dika leaned back, while stretching his hands up.

"Yes, be careful if you can't hold the talk!" threaten Juna's.

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"Assalamualaikum," said Gandhi entered a minimalist house that was newly occupied for 6 months. He who does not like anything excessive and luxurious, always choose everything simple and simple. The important thing is to be comfortable for them to live in.

There were screams of crying and laughter echoing in the house. Gandhi stepped in, because the door had just opened while the housekeeper was cleaning.

"Waalaikum salam. Eeh Daddy's home, baby!" chaca screams when she's dizzy with her twins.

"Daddy!" the little princess's loud voice echoed in the ears.

A big smile adorned the tired face of Gandhi. While his little son had run into the arms of the father. Made Ghaitsa cry.

Both are 18 months old. However, there was a difference with their growth. Gasya, the older brother who has run here and there but has not been too fluent in speaking. While Ghaitsa or often called Gisya it has been chatty to say many things. But it hasn't gone well.

"Daddy! You want to hug!" gisya's tears thrashed her head against the sofa repeatedly.

Chaca laughed out loud at the cuteness of the little princess. He thought of a small body that still buried his face on the soft sofa.

"No want! Want Daddy! Want Daddy!" gisya's screams banging on the sofa.

Gandhi nodded and chuckled. He crouched down, then grabbed it on the other arm.

"Daddy's daughter snuggles? I really want to be with Daddy, right? Same. Here, here. Uuhh is getting heavier sicantik," murmured Gandhi carrying her.

Two small arms were coiled around the man's neck. Kissing his two children in turn. Chaca also approached, not to be outdone by the children, she wrapped her arms around her husband's belly, leaning on the back that was most comfortable for her.

"Mommy too" he whispered spoiled.

Throw was drowsy and tired, when all was spoiled with him. The man's heart rate always increased every time he heard the spoiled whisper of his wife. Love is getting more fertile.

"New also semalem," Gandhi teased with a smile.

"Iiihh, don't feel good about sleeping alone," complained Chaca distanced her face and walked around in front of her husband. Which was immediately greeted with a kiss on the woman's forehead.

"I'm sorry. Oiya, I have to go to the office. There are still buildings to be perfected. If not supervised afraid not to finish on time dear," he said staring at the wife.

Seeing his two sons leaning on his shoulder, Gandhi kissed the flash of those lips. "Patience, it still needs extra attention, dear. I don't want to disappoint papa. It's the first time I've been in the company without papa's intervention. Support me yes, doain too. I promise to go straight home when it's over" explained Gandhi who was only replied by a nod by his wife.

"Kids, play again yuk. Daddy wants to take a shower still stinks of acem," Chaca wooed her twins.

After breakfast, Gandhi told him everything about Arjuna. He also explains that Juna is actually a heart doctor. His eyes immediately sparkled.

"Mas! We can consult about Gisya's health" he said enthusiastically.

"Well, if he's healed. Juna's doker also I asked to enter the company clinic. Let the affairs of the parallel clinic later I hand over to him. Yaudah, I say yes, dear. All right at home. If there's anything, just call."

"Wait on! How do you believe the same people who are new to you?" exclaim Chaca probing.

Gandhi finished his breakfast, sipping the tea that his wife had prepared. "Pak Andreas, Doctor Juna's father, Papa's right hand at one of the companies in Bandung. So what should I doubt? Usually, the fruit falls not far from the tree, right?" gandhi rubbed his wife's hair gently.

Chaca nodded as she rounded her lips to form the letter o. "Jude, be careful, Mom. Cepet home, don't lyrics on the street!" he said he kissed the back of his husband's hand.

Gandhi kissed her forehead and then turned to her twins who were playing with their nanny.

"Children, same as Mommy. Not in a fight. Tos first!"

Gandhi kneeled up his hands, greeted by two small hands that clapped his father's big palm. The man immediately got up after kissing both cheeks of his children.

"Da! Daddy," said Ghaitsa, showing off a very sweet smile.

"Bad. Daddy's promise isn't long!" He will not stand the cuteness of his children. He always wanted to be home. Spend time with his little family.

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Meanwhile, Ziya was waiting for Lily's arrival at the doorstep of the classroom. Deliberately leave early in the morning to be able to chat with his best friend. Repeatedly Ziya looked at the clock on his arm. His views also spread to all directions. His body was leaning at the entrance.

Almost 30 minutes standing, finally the one sought arrived as well. Ziya exhaled his breath violently. Then grabbed Lily's arm and dragged her to sit in the park not far from her class.

"Weihh... What the hell, Zi? Pulling around?" lily exclaimed after landing her body in the long chair.

"Ly, have you ever met me at a club? Now help look for Kak Juna dong, "pinta Ziya in a panic.

Lily snorted, she leaned her body on the back of the chair. His hand pressed both his temples. "You haven't seen me in a long time, said cake, or said cake kangen, this is even straight ngrepotin."

"Well, I know now that you're okay, Ly. You're going to work anyway. What should I ask? Ask for souvenirs also definitely does not exist," said Ziya with a sniff.

Ziya propped both hands up on the thighs. Eyes glazed. "Lilly, please. Help me find Juna. I'm worried about him." Her tears started to drip. "His phone can't be reached, Ly. I'm afraid he's okay" he said, covering both wet faces with tears.

"Hemm .. nyesel, didn't he throw away his ring? Rejected proposal? At that time he went to the pool to nyari tuh ring. I don't know what I'm seeing, because I'm staying in college. Keep abis it dapet job again out of town ampe now."

Ziya turned his head, "Yaudah, if so let's help Kak Juna's nyari, Ly. You can do it, right?" pleaded. Both hands crept Lily's hands.

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