The Soulmate of Dad

52. Proposing

Arya was suddenly mute when Iyan described all the coffers she had. Like being slapped so hard by reality.

The sound of someone's footsteps was heard. All eyes were on someone who had just come down from the top floor. Iyan smiled sweetly towards the beautiful woman who was walking towards him.

"What's the hell talking about?" Beeya was already sitting beside Iyan and embracing the spoiled arm of her lover.

"Father did not want to date Bee'kan," read the princess.

Iyan stared in wonder at Beeya who was to the point once in a manner of speaking. Arya was upset to hear the words of the princess only wayangnya.

"Just make sure you don't starve."

The father's words made Beeya's forehead shrivel. Iyan just laughed a little.

"Every go the same Iyan must eat really. Never go hungry" Beeya said innocently. Iyan laughed and pinched Beeya's cheek.

"Ih, sick," he lamented. "That's right," Beeya asked Iyan.

"Yes." Yeah."

Beeya smiled and put down her shoulder Iyan. It is clear that these two human beings are drunk with love. Seeing the interaction of these two human children, Beby invites Arya to stay away from the two of them. Gave space to both of them. Arya dam beby is not a dirty old man. Now, only the two of them were in the front room.

"To the fish pond, yuk."

A place Beeya really likes. He sat on the edge of the pool with his legs dangling into the water.

"Why always wear these clothes?" Iyan pointed towards the shorts as well as the sleeveless shirt that Beeya was wearing.

"It's my shirt to sleep on" Beeya said.

"I don't like it, though" Iyan said.

Beeya let out a rough sigh. His eyes are now looking straight ahead.

"Keep I have to wear a mukena?" reply again. "When Raff-"

Beeya's words stopped immediately. He almost slipped and immediately looked beside him. Iyan was already flat-faced and folded his hands over his chest.

"I'm not him. I'm not a depraved man either." Iyan also moved from there to make Beeya mourn his stupidity. He ran over to Iyan who was already heading towards the exit.

"Boyfriend!"

Iyan did not look at all. He kept walking towards the car he was carrying. Her hand had already opened the car door, but Beeya's arm was already coiled around her waist.

"Sorry," he said.

"I'm not angry." That answer sounds cold. "Please let go!"

Beeya's hand grew tightly coiled around Iyan's waist. His face was even more slit on Iyan's back.

"Don't want to."

Iyan let out a rough breath. He turned his body, still with a flat and cold gaze.

"Don't be angry" pinta Beeya. Now, he buried his face in Iyan's chest.

"My nightgowns are like this because Raffa likes these clothes." It's better to be honest than Iyan to be more wrathful.

"Do you dare mention her name in front of me?" A grim of anger appeared on Iyan's face.

"I just want to be honest. I want you to know everything." Beeya's eyes look pushy.

Iyan was still speechless, he was still listening to what the woman who had been hugging him said.

"I don't want any secrets between the two of us." Beeya's voice shook.

Iyan hugged his lover's body. Smacked the tip of his head very gently.

"I don't like you saying her name. I also don't like you dressing openly like this even if it's just at home. I don't want you to be harassed anymore" he said.

Beeya did not answer. He was getting tighter hugging Iyan's body.

"I'm home, yes," said Iyan.

Beeya also loosened her embrace. Staring at Iyan's bead of eyes wryly.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up again." Iyan smiled at him. "By buying a nightgown for you."

Beeya laughed and pinched the squeezed cheeks of the youth who was much taller than her.

Iyan's phone rang, Beeya's embrace had to unravel as Iyan took the phone in his pocket. His forehead shriveled slightly when he saw who was contacting him.

"Deki," he murmured.

"So she called your number again." Beeya was already leaning on Iyan's car door. Folding both hands in front of the chest due to the bone-piercing wind. Iyan immediately hugged Beeya's body making Beeya smile happily.

"Why?"

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"Yes, wait."

Iyan ended his phone call. Put the phone back in his pocket.

"What's wrong?" Beeya had already raised her head looking at Iyan.

Cup.

Iyan's short lips kissed Beeya's lips making her lips curl perfectly.

"I have to go home. Deki's at home." Beeya nodded slowly.

"I always miss you."

Beeya smiled and replied, "me too."

They hugged each other long enough and didn't want to be separated by anything.

From behind the window two adults stared at the two human children with the arch of a smile of happiness. Moreover, seeing Beeya who was slowly starting to return to her true self.

"Our daughter is back, Pa." Arya nodded and wiped the tip of her eyes. There was immeasurable happiness in Arya's heart at this moment.

Arya sees her best friend behind Iyan by waving her hand. Her lips curved perfectly, but made Arya shed tears. How much he misses his friend. He often saw his best friend appearing to him. However, Arya had always regarded that as a mere hallucination.

"If you're still around, surely you'll be happy to see our son like this."

Iyan drove his car to his residence. His mouth kept on kicking.

I just wanna live in this moment forever

'Cause I'm afraid that living could't get any better

Started giving up on the word "forever"

Until you gave up heaven

So we could be together

You're my angel

Angel baby, angel

You're my angel, baby

Baby, you're my angel

Angel baby

His car had already entered the large courtyard of the house he was staying in. Also seen Deki's car parked there.

"What if the kid comes here?" muttered.

The warm greeting from Om poci and anteu pocita was met with a sweet smile by Iyan.

"Falling in love is a million things" said Om Poci.

"Song saga." Anteu pocita laughed while holding her stomach and managed to get a sharp look from the black-faced om poci like a frying pan.

Iyan's forehead shriveled when she saw the woman in front of her four brothers. He knows who that woman is. However, there were both Deki's parents there as well.

Iyan was really confused. She looked towards her four brothers, but the flat gaze they gave.

"Long time, Om, Auntie," said Iyan politely.

"It's only been an hour."

Iyan smiled wryly. He stared at Deki asking for an answer from his best friend. However, Deki was silent.

"You must be confused by our arrival here." Iyan answered with a smile.

"We came here to ask us to be the husband of Deta, the sister of Deki."

"Huh?"

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