
"Are you guys hiding something?" Dhiya repeated her question, and stared intently at the three people in front of her. Aby, Irfan and Maharani were very surprised by the arrival of Dhiya who arrived, they were hard to swallow. "Honey.There's nothing we hide from you." Aby smiled awkwardly to cover up her nervousness. Dhiya smiled wryly , and her gaze turned heartily. "I heard what you were talking about. Who's gonna explain it to me?" Dhiya looked at Irfan and Maharani waiting for an answer from the two. The Empress squeezed both of her hands while Irfan lowered his head. "Dad ..Mother." continued Dhiya in a quieter voice. "Darling.you misheard." Aby holds Dhiya's hand. "I've been quiet for a long time not that I didn't realize bee... . There are so many awkwardness I feel. First you bee.kemu give kebebasasa Tristan and Raihan often come here , whereas in the past you really objected they played here. Then Dad.so close to Raihan and also the time of the incident at the restaurant, the woman knew Dad." Dhiya regulated his breathing. "Is that woman Dad's sister?" dhiya. "I'll see Sakhiy." Aby got up from her seat, but before leaving she clasped Dhiya's hand gently and looked at Irfan while nodding her head.Irfan also understood the code given by Aby, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Maharani changed his sitting position, now the position of Dhiya flanked by Irfan and Maharani. "Dhi.kamu know that Father, Mother also Brother Gilang very fond of you. It won't change at any time as long as we're still breathing." Irfan said in a trembling voice. Maharani grasped Dhiya's hand gently. "Dad will tell the story, but don't interrupt. You listen enough first." continued Irfan and embraced by Dhiya. Irfan started telling me, Dhiya kept her promise not to ask anything. The Empress occasionally continued Irfan's story if her husband asked her to replace her talk. No tears came out, Dhiya's face remained flat until Irfan finished his story. "So that woman gave birth to me." Maharani hugs Dhiya tightly, he knows Dhiya is not okay. "You are still our daughter Dhi" said the Empress sobbing. "Don't leave Mom.Don't leave us." Dhiya wiped away the Maharani's tears, looking deeply at the woman who had given him abundant affection. " Mother is right.You may be angry with us, but please don't leave us. I can't take it if you leave us again. Once enough you go, son." Irfan's body trembled with the cry, Dhiya turned to Irfan, hugging the man who had been fighting for her to be able to look at the world. "You're my family anyway, I'm not leaving you." Dhiya suppressed her feelings in order to remain calm. "I want to rest." he continued with an expression. Irfan and Maharani look at each other, feeling anxious . Aby just came out of Sakhiy's room, he approached his wife. "I'm with ya." Dhiya did not give an answer, he passed from the three of them. "Mother is afraid . Dhiya has no expression at all." "Dhiya needs time Mom. Aby go to the room first." Maharani nodded, and Irfan also moved from his seat. He entered the room and closed it. Remain the Empress herself, she leaned her head on the sofa, looked at the sky of her living room. 'finally that time came too' her mumbling slowly. "Grandma talk to herself?" ask Sakhiy who was right in front of the Maharani's face. "Oh.The Grandson of this Grandma was a surprise." Maharani pinches both of Sakhiy's cheeks slowly and anxiously with Aby and Dhiya's increasingly handsome son. Sakhiy sat down next to the Maharani in the same position. "Miss!" "What?" "Yuk street! Ride the motor." Maharani looked to the side. "To the front alley, eating meatballs." continued Sakhiy, Maharani thought for a moment and then smiled. "All right" he answered. ******* CEKLEK Aby opens her room door slowly and closes it again. He swept his gaze across the room looking for Dhiya. The gurgling sound of water from the bathroom indicates the person being sought is inside. Aby sits at the bedside waiting for Dhiya to play her phone. Dhiya came out of the bathroom with a face puffy, and Aby knew that his wife had just cried. Aby did not have the heart to see Dhiya. He got up from his seat and approached Dhiya who was combing his long hair in front of the dressing table. Aby picked up the comb Dhiya was holding and started combing his wife's hair. "I'm the one who asked to keep this a secret from you hon , at least until you give birth. I don't want you to get stressed out and something's going on with our baby." Dhiya was still unmoved and let Aby tie her hair. Finished tying Dhiya's hair, Aby crouched down facing Dhiya's stomach and kissed her. "If you want to be angry, be angry with me." "I'm not mad bee, I just need some time alone." Dhiya paused his sentence. "At least I can defend my son if I first know the truth when that woman insulted Sakhiy." Dhiya moved from his seat to the bed and laid down his body. Aby restores her hair then catches up with Dhiya, she puts her head dicuked on Dhiya's neck inhaling the scent of his wife's body. "Do you want to hear my story?" "Hem." "I have released Aunt Yoona and Om Raka from prison, but on condition that they must go far from this city. They took care of him and the information from the person I was assigned to watch over them, now they live far away in a village. They farm fish too." "Since when?" "When you know you're pregnant. I don't want any grudges, I want a quiet life. My hope, by forgiving our hearts will be more spacious. And also when you give birth later given ease and safety for you." "Thank you for being in my life bee, I love you." Dhiya randomized Aby's hair violently. "Dhi.you can't ya a little romantic." Aby sat down and tidied up her shaggy hair because of Dhiya. Instead of feeling guilty, Dhiya pinched both of Aby's cheeks with anxiety. "Ala.ala whose husband is this? very handsome, hem." Dhiya laughed quite loudly looking at the pouting Aby. "Review you Dhi.." one hand Aby clasped Dhiya's body and the other side pricked the sensitive part of his wife's body. "Enough By.cheat you." Dhiya was as strong as possible to hold back from making her merdunya voice. Aby grinned, not even if the sensitive part was wet. "You're wet, baby, I won't stop until you give up." Aby's hands are getting prickly. "All right.I give it up." "Tell.he's up." Dhiya poked her lips. Aby restrains Dhiya and makes both her hands to support her body. "Do you want to continue or not hem?"