
Seven o'clock in the night, a few minutes. Sounds that sound familiar, to each other. They share stories, sometimes laugh and throw words. Two men of the same age, telling the past, memories of when they were young. The wives, listening while laughing, sulking and other expressions.
Arshila sat among them. If asked how he feels at the moment. Really, he was very happy mixed haru. There were two mothers, two fathers, a sister and a husband who were attentive to him. It never crossed his mind, he would have a complete family.
He was married once, and also had a family. But, the old Dimas, preferred to be quiet and close his eyes. Although, his mother had often cursed and cursed him. His brother-in-law did the same. In fact, following their mother's attitude.
Thank you, Lord. I am so grateful for what you have given me. I'm really grateful.
Arshila was still watching them. The father-in-law who used to be quiet, talked more when he met Malvel. Rachel who is always energetic, now gets a friend who is one server. Likewise with Dave, the nature of the husband who spoke as necessary, he became more open to Ellino.
"Why baby? Is anyone sick?"
Dave looked at his wife worriedly. Because, from earlier Arshila just silently watched them.
Arshila did not answer. He shook his head, smiling but feeling sad.
"I'm so happy" he said in a hoarse voice.
Dave put down his spoon, embracing his bowed wife. She knew Arshila was crying, but not out of sadness. Arshila did not know, how to express her happiness at this moment.
Instantly they nodded and turned towards the couple. They are anxious, and stop their activities.
"What's up, baby?" Rachel and Ellino's mother have risen. "You're okay, right?"
"Sister, why?" anxious Ellino.
Arshila lifted her face, wiping away the tears, before releasing Dave's embrace.
"No, what, Ma, Mom. I'm just overwhelmed and very happy. Thank ye. I am so grateful, for your presence in my life."
Rachel and Mom had landed a hug on Arshila, who was still sitting on the chair. Ellino felt relieved and also felt moved. Likewise, with Liam and Malvel, who were mutely staring at them. Two men, who don't know how to express their feelings.
"My son, don't feel sad anymore. That's done, don't remember it anymore." Ellino's mother let go of her embrace.
"Shi, remember, son. Now, we're both your mothers. Never feel alone."
Arshila nodded, smiling at the two of them.
After dinner, they sat in the middle room. Discussing the wedding reception Two couples who will become brides. Leave it all to, two women who have the passion to take care of it.
"Let's take care of it. You guys just come sit down and greet the invitations."
"Ma, the guests are not most. My wife is pregnant, she mustn't be exhausted."
"Yes, yeah, just relax. Mama just invited business partners and extended family."
""What about our business partner, brother? We'd like to invite him too?" Ellino's mother, has already begun to protest.
"Okay, sister. You guys are quite a chaperone. What for, inviting your business partner?"
"She, my daughter, my sister. I have to tell them."
"What the hell? Ask your son to marry." Rachel looked at Ellino. "El, get married. Your mother can't wait to invite her friends."
Ellino just laughed. Don't know how to respond. Who would you marry? Candidates do not have.
Liam and Malvel discuss their plans for the holiday. They sat next to their wives, but talked about different things. With a slightly whispering voice, so as not to be heard and disturb the two ruling queens.
Dave laughed, for the first time. They looked around, making Dave shut his mouth.
"What's wrong?" arshila whisper.
"I'll tell you in the room."
Discussing the matter of the wedding reception, it didn't seem like it would be finished overnight. The proof, it's almost late, Rachel and Ellino's mother are still talking about it. Starting from WO, dresses, locations, jewelry, invitations and more.
Fortunately, Malvel and Liam were playing chess. Both are not bored or sleepy. While Ellino, already in the guest room, provided.
Dave's still in the kitchen. He's making milk for Arshila.
"Young master, let me just," mother Lin bargained.
"no need. You guys just take a break."
Dave had brought a glass of milk, headed for the room. Passing through the parents, with their respective busyness.
Well, this house looks more alive, not like it used to be. He only continues to work, despite being engaged to Clarissa. His parents never came to visit him to say hello. As a result, in his residence was very quiet, even though it was filled with many servants.
Now, look. Both of his parents refused to go home. Rachel and Liam, had even decided to live together, in her house.
Plus, the Ellino family is making the house even more crowded. Liam found a friend playing chess. The mother found a friend she was arguing with.
There is still one member of the family, namely Arshila's biological daughter. Dave intends to return the boy to his wife. But, at the request of Arshila, who does not want to separate Nadia and her daughter. Dave relented.
Nadia is not her real mother. But he was the one who took care of her all this time. After all, the princess, already thought Nadia was her mother.
"The vitamin, is it drunk?" Dave put a glass of milk on the nightstand. Sitting next to his wife, on the bed.
"It has. My eyes feel heavy, sleepy but my mind is still wandering."
"What are you thinking, hm?" Brush your hair gently.
"Is everything going to be okay?" Arshila leaned her head against her husband.
"meaning?"
"Marriage perception." Arshila hesitated to say it. "What better, we don't have to do it?"
Dave furrowed his eyebrows, but still stroked his wife's hair.
"Is something bothering you?"
"I just don't want them to highlight you and our family."
"Hey." Dave tightened his embrace. "Don't worry about anything. Everything's gonna be fine. The wedding reception was as proof I announced our relationship. You are my wife and everyone should know. There will be no more, who will say no."
"Then, the guarantee? Can I cancel it? You don't have to give me such a guarantee. You change and love me, that's enough."
"No, you've signed and it can't be removed."
Arshila laughed, feeling funny with her husband's jokes. Dave who heard, pinched his right cheek in a fit of anxiety.
"My son, are you asleep? I made you milk. Drink it before going to bed." The two burly hands, stroking Arshila's stomach.
"Thank you, dad. I'll finish it off and sleep soundly."
Arshila laughed, before finally drinking the milk, until the toilet.
"But, I'd like to visit you. How'this?"
Arshila stared at the husband who had closed his body.
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