You're Finally Back
Aini's favorite fried chicken
"So you agree that this child I take care of" said Dara tersrnyum wide.
"Look, I don't mind if you make him a child" Rehan said, parking his car.
"We have arrived" said Dara.
"Yeee..ayam goreng, chicken goleng" said Aini while clapping to make Dara and Rehan happy to witness their happiness.
But suddenly Rehan's phone shook.
"You order me to pick up the phone for a while" said Rehan stopped his steps Aini and Dara had sat down and ordered three servings of fried chicken Aini's favorite.
Rehan sat with a happy face mixed with anxiety.
"There's Rehan?" Dara asked as if she could see Rehan's anxiety from her face.
""Aini's parents are heading here" Rehan said softly.
"Yes.. Mama and papa want to come here?" Aini asked.
"Yes dear" Rehsn replied as she gently rubbed Aini's head which was in Dara's lap.
"Ra you're okay if Aini is taken by her parents?" rehan asked Dara Talut Dara disappointed.
"Yes it's okay dong Re see Aini happy like this I am also happy again later we will be able to see Aini whenever we want" said Dara smiling.
"Thankful" Rehan said as he stroked his chest.
"Later to make a lot of funny dsn like Aini let you not be lonely" said Rehan whispered.
"What the hell Re, hold it first" said Dara glared while feeding Aini.
"Yes, I'll tell you later" Rehan replied with a grimace while scratching his head.
"Here!" a mother shouted while sobbing.
"Mama!"Aini came down from Dara's lap and ran towards a woman called mama.
They hugged with tears.
"Where have you been, son?" asked the woman to take off her kiss and kiss Aini repeatedly.
"It's the same om and aunt" Aini pointed at Dara and Rehan who had stood watching them.
Papa Aini is approaching.
"Thank you for helping my son" he said after his wife.
"We don't know what to say anymore, thank you for helping Aini" she replied in tears.
"Same let's be born sitting" said Rehan.
"Ma, Aini goleng chicken pa has not run out" Rengek Aini made them all laugh
After they ate with Aini was brought home by her parents.
"It's good news om, auntie" he said funny.
"Let's remember don't be naughty" said Dara pinching her cheek Aini.
"Mas Rehan is the same as Dara if you want to play at home please Aini would be happy" said Aini's father.
"Yes we will definitely play there" said Rehan.
"Aunty chest"
"Dada om" said Aini as she waved her hand.
"Dada Aini" said Dara and Rehan almost simultaneously.
"Yah Re deserted again" said Dara lethargic.
"Well let's keep making a lot of children so as not to be lonely" asked Rehan in earnest.
"Re kidding instead" Rengek Dara.
"I'm serious Ra" Rehan said, holding Dara's cheek.
"Our men marry yuk" Rehan repeated his words.
"hmmmm" Dara replied with a smile.
"Hmmm what?"
"Well" Rehan said briefly.
"Yes"
"Yes what?" Rehan demanded more answers.
"Re don't start deh I'm still sad because I'm staying away by here" he replied ketus.
"Pay first" replied Dara
"Eh yes" Rehan patted his midwife and went to the cashier's desk and it turned out that all the food they ate had been paid for by his father Aini.
"Come" said Rehan followed by Dara from behind.
"Where are we going?" Dara asked because she was confused to see the unusual path through her.
"You'll find out later" Tehan jaeab, who was looking at her phone, contacted someone.
[Hallo] after calling him connected.
[Prepare gifts as I usually wait there] Rehan said as he closed his call.
"Who's Re's birthday?".
"Nothing"
"Kok order a gift?"
"Later you'll know" Rehan said, turning off his car engine.
"We've arrived" Rehan got off the car followed by Dara.
Rehan did not immediately enter to see the clock that was coiled in his parade
"We wait a moment" Rehan said only in response to a nod by Dara.
Not having to wait long in wait has come while carrying a large bag of crackles containing various-macsm toys and bajy-bsju as well.
"I'll transfer later" Rehan said.
"Alright put the details I have sent" said the man then passed away
"Let's say you'll be happy about this place" Rehan said, holding a bag of gifts.
"Asalamualaikum" said Rehan
"Waalaikumsalam" jaeab inside.
"Father!" there was the sound of the cry of a small child from inside directly hit Rehan followed by another tang
'Papa' Inner Dara asked.
"Let's go in" said a middle-aged mother
"Why hasn't papa been here long?" the boy asked Rehan's lap.
"Zara must not be so her father Rehan may be busy" the mothers replied.
"Papa brought a lot of toys and clothes call all your friends and you can play at will" Rehan said pinching Zara's cheek.
"Papa Rehan's friends are coming with gifts again!" another Zara exclaimed at the crowd scrambling to pick a toy from Rehan.."Why does Mr. Rehan always bother" said the mothers.
"Don't bother mom, sorry I haven't been here in a long time oia introduce this Dara Rehan's future wife"
"What a beauty" Hasna replied after introducing herself.
"Who is that?" Zara pointed at Dara while holding a teddy bear from Rehan.
"Hay dear Zara can call aunt mama Dara" he said bowing.
"Ye I can call mama" said Zara happily then ran over to her friends again.
"Mom it's night we say goodbye" Rehan said as he handed the envelope to Ms. Hasna's hand.
"Thank you son Rehan, son of Dara, may your kindness be restored by God" said Ms. Hasna.
"Amin" answered Dara and Rehan almost beesamaan.
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"See how about our wedding preparations?" Rehan asked at lunchtime.
"Already the remaining sixty percent is only Rehan and Dara sir who determine which one" said Tasya pointed his phone to Rehan and Dara.
"This concept is like the first time Mr. Rehan said to stay Mr. Rehan choose which one is more suitable for you two" tasya said again now Dara and Rehan choose each other which is better and preferred according to them.
"It turns out your taste can be relied on" said Rehan gave two thumbs up.
"Who used to dong pak, Tasya" he said proud of himself.
"It looks like this is good Re" said Dara pointed at the phone screen owned by Tasya.
"You like it" Rehan asked as he looked at Dara's face.
"Yes" he replied innocently.
"That's a good budget but I think Mr. Rehan does not mind" said Tasya giggled to make Rehan glare.
