The Soulmate of Dad

160. Descendants (Rion Juanda)

Can't bear to see Iyan like that, Beeya tried l although her tears never subsided. Her future husband's body still shook violently. The sobs still sounded pretty loud. How heart of Beeya. Iyan's sorrow this time was more than the sorrow of the past.

Step by step it carried towards the body of the young man who was soon to be her husband. Five more steps, his legs stopped. Moreover, Iyan sounded humming softly.

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I just called you, Dad

When I lost my direction

I just remember you, Dad

If I were far away from you

"Why do Iyan's tears never subside, Dad? Why Iyan is still not sincere Dad left. Why, Dad?"

Beeya's heart ached the more she heard it. He continued his steps and put on the coat he carried on Iyan's back. Then, hug him from behind. Reach the young man

speechless. However, he was familiar with the scent of the woman's body.

"Cry for tonight, but not for our wedding."

Chief Iyan looked down deeper. The tubs are also getting vibrating. The scourge came out of Iyan's mouth for the umpteenth time. Beeya also felt the sadness that was plaguing her future husband.

As for Arya, her body was trembling even more. He's like a kid now. A hug from his wife was unable to make his chest relieved. The green clump that was in this place seemed to bring a lot of suffering. Both his parents lived eternally there as well as his best friend. He hated the place so much, but it was also the place that was a penitentiary for him.

"Why do you have to mate the cave boy with your son if in fact you go first?"

Beby deeply felt how much Rion meant to her husband's heart. Left by his parents did not necessarily make Arya like this. It is different from the leaving of the friend. He lost half his soul.

Iyan continued to cry and Beeya still faithfully embraced the body of her future husband. Beeya deeply felt how sincerely Iyan loved her father. He is also still not sincere about the sudden departure of his father.

"Shed your tears, O Lord. Spend your tears for this morning so that tomorrow and so on you can only cry out of happiness, not from a chest-stifling sorrow."

It was five in the morning, Iyan and Beeya were still at home next to Rion Juanda's navel. Beeya had already wrapped her hands around Iyan's waist as well as Iyan who was wrapping her arms around the shoulder of the future wife.

"Dad, the father's choice is right. Which woman would be willing to accompany Iyan who was like a madman at the funeral." Beeya smiled hearing what Iyan said. He looked up at Iyan's puffy face.

"You can accept my shortcomings. Why can't I accept your shortcomings?" Iyan returned Beeya's warm gaze. There was an arch of a smile etched on his face. Iyan kissed Beeya's forehead very affectionately and lovingly.

"I love you, Chagiya."

Arya is still connected in a video call with Iyan's two brothers. The tears of the two of them were still dripping so hard.

"We have not been able to completely let go of him. Too sick to remember the sweet memories with him," said Arya. .

Neither Echa nor Riana could answer. Their mouths were tightly closed. Only tears were the expression of their true hearts.

"Om, do we have to go there?" ask Radit. He could not bear to see his wife and sister crying.

"Let Iyan calm down first. When he was content to reveal what was in his heart, he definitely went home. There's Beeya there, and Om will stay here until Iyan moves on."

Radit can only obey a man of his age. He tried to calm his wife. Likewise with Aksa who has hugged Riana's body.

When the sun starts to shine. Beeya and Iyan were still at home next to the navel. Still engrossed in sitting with Beeya's head resting on Iyan's shoulders.

"Dad, please take this father's son away. Bee sleepy." Iyan laughed and kissed Beeya's cheek so anxiously.

"Oh, we're home." Iyan gently rubbed Beeya's hair.

"Dad, thank you for hearing the story of this crybaby." Iyan smiled wryly.

"Thank you for accompanying Iyan tonight. Thank you for coming into Iyan's dream. Come often into the dreams of Iyan. Iyan will always miss you."

Beeya's heart felt very sore to hear Iyan's words. His hands were increasingly tightly coiled around Iyan's waist.

"I'm okay." That's what Iyan said.

"Okay, you're not okay." Iyan was even crushed. He pinched Beeya's cheek.

Iyan was shocked as he turned his body around. There were both Beeya's parents behind her. He stared at Beeya questioningly.

"It's not just me who's worried because you disappeared in the middle of the night. Papah and Mamah I was worried too. Especially your two brothers."

"Sister," said Iyan. Guilt was running through his heart now.

"We're going home, then" whined Beeya. Iyan nodded as well.

"I'm sorry, Pah, Iyan" said when he was in front of Arya.

"It's okay. Papah knows it."

They all headed to Jakarta. Beeya actually wanted to close her eyes. However, he was afraid Iyan was sleepy and even harmed him. A lot of bad things happened before marriage.

"If drowsiness mah just sleep," said Iyan who is still focused on the streets.

"I don't want to, afraid of the slumber. You are in the grave." Beeya's muttering invited countless laughter. Iyan was very amused.

At nine in the morning they had just arrived at the Echa residence. Iyan was shocked when she saw Echa and Riana sleeping on the sofa.

"Bak Echa and Mbak Riana all night did not sleep waiting for Mas to come home." Guilt spread in Iyan's heart hearing the words of her sister's housekeeper.

Iyan immediately approached her two brothers. Calling her too softly. The eyes of his two brothers also blinked. Instantly they hugged Iyan's body so tightly. They cried and made Iyan unable to hold back her tears.

"Sister is worried, Yan. Brother is afraid of anything happening with you." Echa had tightly embraced Iyan's body.

"Don't worry us, Yan. You're the father's mandate we need to take care of." Riana added. He hugged his sister's body.

"Allah ... Bee sleepy. Even rich telutubbies are like that." The newness was out instantly. Moreover, Beeya had already pulled Iyan's hand until she fell.

It was like Echa was strangling the son of his father's best friend. Really disturbing.

"My ass," lamented Iyan who felt his bikong ache. "No, it can't be the first night, huh."

Plaque!

Both of her sisters compactly hit Iyan's buttocks which had just been lifted off the floor.

"Basic derivative of Rion Juanda!".

...***To Be Continue***...

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