
“Ck..” decak Adley left those two people.
Monik had seen men who admired abandoning them, as well as Ridwan saw Monik.
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Rakha's school is brought by Satmaka to his home.
“Papa, Brother Shinta is not coming?” tanya Rakha saw Arshinta.
“No Rakha, my sister also has a place to stay. Now you have to come with your papa home.” Arshinta said, glancing at Satmaka.
“Then papa and Aka stay in yumah kak Shinta, Akha aja tiduyl in kamayl brother.” Celoteh Rakha plain.
The two adults let out a sigh, not knowing what to say to the little boy.
“Honey, two other adults of the kind, can not stay one house or one room before marriage. Banned.” Arshinta said, a little
crouching talking to Rakha.
Rakha who did not understand, tilted her head.
“Then papa and brother Shinta just married, bial Akha call sister with the name mama.” Reply Rakha wishes new mama.
Satmaka who was standing beside them just kept silent without protest, only smiling slightly.
And Arshinta who was shocked, looked at Satmaka.
“Mana can be married darling, there must be a process first.” Arshinta answered seriously.
“Poses what sis?” balas Rakha curious.
Arshinta could not answer in detail anymore, she stood normally parallel to Satmaka by scratching her head which was not itchy.
“Then, let's start for the process, who knows connect and.... we can get married right?” ask Satmaka.
Arshinta is surprised by Satmaka's statement.
“Do you realize what you are saying?” arshinta asked like a whisper.
Satmaka nodded his head with a smile.
“How? You want to, right? We've known and experienced the same thing as a child, so it's not too awkward, right? I see my son likes you too, don't you?” tanya Satmaka is serious.
“Tu..wait a minute, why are your questions a lot, I get dizzy, just slow down, okay.” Arshinta raised her hand giving the code for Satmaka to stop talking.
Satmaka was silent, waiting for Arshinta's reply calmly.
The two of them seemed to be hoping to hear a pleasant answer for them to hear.
“Ba...well, let's follow the process first. If it fits. yes.yes we are married, but if not…
“Pasti fits.” Satmaka cut Arshinta's sentence confidently and smiled.
Arshinta's face slightly reddened, let alone continued in the face of Satmaka.
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Tok.Tok..
Abraham knocked on his own door.
“Why not open yet?” he said while continuing to knock on the door.
“He where? What's he…
Instantly it awakens.
“Oh yes, he's gone from here. Why did I forget this?” his mind is awakened.
Abraham looked for the key to the house in his pants pocket. Not long immediately opened, and he was soon in.
When he entered, he saw the room around his house. Still neat, because there is still the rest of Bellova's work this morning.
On lay his body on a long sofa, after laying ka just like a work jacket on the floor.
When lying down, hands are placed on the forehead with the position of his body facing the roof of the house.
“It's normal that if I go home that woman will be busy taking care of me.” Say it slowly.
“Good afternoon Mr Abraham, you've come home?”
“How about your job today?”
“Sir Abraham would like to have dinner today?”
“Pak Abraham take a shower only, I will immediately prepare food on the table.”
The shadows of Bellova welcoming her homecoming always crossed her mind.
“Yeah, what am I thinking? Why am I thinking about that woman anyway?” his words restlessly rattled the hair.