The Soulmate of Dad

188. Open Gift

When .alam.yiba a couple is busy opening gifts from invited guests. They have not had time to open a gift because last night was too fun to do things that almost make them fly into the clouds.

It was not really Iyan who was very enthusiastic. Except for the wife. While Iyan was busy gently rubbing the wife's stomach. Tear of audible kaso paper. Instantly Beeya frowned when she saw the gift she had just opened.

"Anyway, this is not who likes to be in the minimarket at the front of the cashier's section, right?" Iyan looked towards the several boxes that his wife had already held. Iyan's eyes widened.

"Fi-es-ta." Read Beeya. "It's candy, yeah." Beeya was about to open the small cardboard box. However, Iyan immediately took the box.

"Who is this from?" ask Iyan.

"Lord." Beeya showed the name on the wrapping paper.

"Si!!" Beeya was shocked by what she had just heard. As long as he knew Iyan, Iyan never said rudely. However, this time her husband put out a very strange word in Beeya's ear. Beeya's sharp gaze made Iyan apologize.

"That's what?" Iyan was stunned because the wife did not know what it was.

"That's the taste. There's also candy or gum that tastes so mah." Iyan smiled. Then, kiss Beeya's lips briefly. Beeya was also stupefied.

"Why?" Iyan whispered something to Beeya. Maya his wife also widened. He shut his mouth in disbelief.

"If I could use it I could taste the fruits?" Iyan also shook his shoulder. He doesn't know either. His whole life never tried that thing.

"Mending open another." Iyan still hugged his wife's body from behind. He had a hard time putting his chin on his wife's shoulder. The gift that his wife opened was nothing strange. However, when opening the other gift both of Iyan's eyebrows swooped sharply.

"Lack of gallon wipes." Iyan chuckled. Beeya magic wipes kira gallon wipes. "I threw it away, yeah." Iyan nodded as well. He doesn't need that either. Without the tissue the anacondas would show their might.

Beeya was looking for a gift from Iyan's nephew, who was nicknamed the Sultan's son. Beeya's eyes sparkled when she found the so.

"Who's that from?"ask Iyan. From then on, his lips would not be silent. He kissed the nape of his wife's neck or Beeya's white neck.

"Empins." Iyan just nodded. Beeya also opened the small gift box.

Beeya's eyes sparkled when she saw two plane tickets to Jogja. There is also a card on it pinned from the card.

Happy honeymoon, Aunt.

Beeya smiled at such a wide smile. He had no idea what Gavin had given him.

"Darling!" Beeya exclaimed happily. He showed me a gift from his handsome nephew.

"What's that?"

"Ticket to Jogja and debit card from Empin." Iyan was astonished by what his palace money was saying.

"Seriously?" Beeya nodded. He showed me the name on the paper.

"Sultan's son" murmured Iyan.

"He seemed to know that I wanted to go there. I want to enjoy a night in Jogja City." Beeya sparkled as she said it all. Iyan was happy when his wife was happy like this.

"But I haven't been able to leave from my brother" said Iyan. He did not want to disappoint his wife.

"It's okay. This plane ticket is for the next two weeks." Beeya showed the ticket to her husband.

"Continue to Malang want?" Beeya.

"I don't want to set foot there." Suddenly Beeya said. Iyan immediately hugged him.

"Yes, we're just going to Jogja." There are bad memories in Malang City that make Beeya reluctant to go there.

Iyan did not know what memories there were when in Malang, however, Iyan also did not want to pry because he knew it would open the old wound of the wife. The sound of hotel room doors was heard. Iyan loosened his embrace and gently rubbed Beeya's face that was bathed in tears.

"There's a guest." Iyan said so softly. He kissed his wife so deeply.

Beeya was still on the bed. When Iyan opened the door, a woman's smile emanated.

"Congratulations, yes." Kirani gave a speech to Iyan. Beeya who memorized the voice immediately got out of bed and hugged the body of Kirani, the psychologist who handled it while in Bali.

"It's okay." Beeya replied with a smile arch on her lips..

Beeya invites Kirani into the hotel room they occupy. Iyan took his phone and ordered food for his wife's guest.

"Whoa," call the friendly Beeya. His face looked grimacing in pain again. Iyan approached his wife and sat down beside Beeya. He clasped Beeya's waist and gently rubbed his wife's stomach. If, her stomach was touched by Iyan, the pain disappeared slightly.

"You order food then." Beeya lun nodded. He grabs Iyan's phone and makes Kirani surprised. There is no privacy at all from Iyan. Beeya smoothly opened the husband's phone and seriously chose the menu that will be served by him to Kirani.

"Don't bother" Kirani said.

"No," said Beeya. He turned to.aeah Iyan and Iyan nodded.

"I'm sorry, yes," Beeya said. "Don't know why, the gentle swab of my husband's hand made the pain in my stomach disappear instantly." Iyan smiled hearing that.

"His name is also the newlywed. It'll never be far away from each other." Beeya and Iyan laughed.

"Udah sah mah want to do aja aja free," said Kirani.

"People haven't done anything yet" Beeya replied. "You I have come. Poor my husband." Beeya gently rubbed Iyan's cheek and made Iyan smile.

Fortunately Kirani was used to seeing Iyan and Beeya as friendly as this. So, it's not surprising anymore.

"I'm very happy" Kirani said. "As long as I've known you, I've never seen you this happy. I'm happy, Bee." Kirani's eyes are already glazed over to make Beeya want to shed tears.

"Don't cry. I'm so sad." Beeya hugged Kirani's body so tightly. Iyan had just seen Beeya this close to a woman. His closeness to Pipin.

"I'm crying happily, Bee. Finally, my patient found his happiness as well. I know how devastated you were when you first came to me. When I first saw Iyan, I was already very sure that Iyan was indeed your soul mate. Iyan is very sincere in accompanying you. A thousand to one men like Iyan." Beeya looked at her husband lovingly. Iyan pulled Beeya's hand and hugged her. Peeping Beeya's forehead so gently.

"Thank you, Yan. I can get Beeya back on her finger." Kirani was already smiling towards Iyan.

"My wife's return was not because of me, but she was the one who wanted to be healed." Beeya smiled so widely. It was amazing that her husband.

The sound of bells breaking the existing novelty. Iyan got up from his seat. He thinks the food order's coming. However, his guess was wrong. When Iyan opened the door Ghea was already crying bitterly. He's with Gavin.

"Why are you?" Ghea's cries were breaking. Iyan carried Ghea's body.

"Mommy and Daddy take Kak Rangga briefly to the Airport. Adek woke up, kept nagging them."

Hearing Ghea's cry, Beeya approached her husband. "Why Ghea?"

"Mommy, Daddy doesn't exist." The boy was crying again.

"Don't cry, yeah. Mending kadk's book, yeah." The cry of the child subsided. Iyan took his two nephews to the hotel room. Kirani smiled towards Ghea and Gavin.

Ghea looked enthusiastic when she saw the piles of gifts. He stared at the aunt who could sometimes turn into a fierce lion.

"Tante, can Adek open all his cards?"

"Of course I can." Ghea was cheering happily. Iyan Lun accompanied her two nephews to open a gift. Sometimes there is a money laugh created there. Kirani and Beeya continued to watch the three of them. Iyan loved his nephew very much.

"It looks like Iyan is ready to have a child." Beeya turned towards Kirani with a sad look.

"I'm not ready."

"Why?" ask Kirani.

Beeya just shook her head. He also did not know why he could be like this. He wants free children. He wanted to enjoy time with Iyan just the two of them. Want to be free to do anything because they are halal to be husband and wife.

"The child is a blessing from God. Many people want their presence. Why are you the opposite?"

"I still want to enjoy the household together with Iyan. I will not share my love and affection for my son. I don't want to."

Kirani can't force. He handed all his decisions to Beeya and Iyan. The point is, he doesn't generalize all people's thoughts about children. There are many reasons that every human being has.