2 A WOUNDED HEART
Two Years Later

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2 Years later...

A black Maserati car stopped in front of a large two-storied house. A man came out of the steering chair. He looks dashing with black Polo shirts attached to his sturdy body, plus Chino pants that wrap his long legs, and do not forget the semi-formal slip on shoes that increasingly support the appearance of the man.

The man, now 33, ran around his car to open the front passenger seat. A beautiful black-haired toddler smiled as the man opened the door for her.

"Let's get down, baby." The man opened his seatbelt.

"Don't want to be fat..." The toddler protested when the father wanted to carry her.

"Why, baby?" The man nodded in wonder. Tumben once his daughter does not want to be carried, usually always whining to ask for it.

"If it's big," he replied with a typical lisp accent toddler.

The man laughed, he kissed the princess's round cheeks. "Yes, papa just go, will you?" He said, extending his hand.

"Yes..." The toddler cheered cheerfully welcoming his father's hand.

They were in front of the white-painted wooden door. The toddler knocked on the door with his little fist. He did it repeatedly. "Nobody's open, papa," he told his father.

The man laughed anxiously at the plain behavior of the ball, how could the knock coming from the small hand be heard by the owner of the house, his voice was very small, how could the, he who was standing next to the toddler only heard the faint sound of the knock.

"Papa's fat, huh? We're gonna pull the bell?" the man asked, pointing to the bell on the side wall of the door.

The toddler's round eyes stared at the bell that his father had pointed at for a long time, he was now thinking about how to squeeze the bell that was located high enough. Now his eyes turned to the father, it seemed there was no other way. "Take a hold." he asked, raising both hands.

Not waiting for a long time, the toddler was already in the arms of the father. His tiny index finger immediately headed towards the bell and pressed down on it. Feeling engrossed when pressing the bell, the toddler did it over and over again. Occasionally a small giggle came out of his mouth.

The door opened, and the father and son turned to look at the owner, a grown man with a casual appearance.

"Yahhh." cried the toddler with his hands outstretched at the man he called father.

The man smiled and immediately took over his daughter's body into a sling. "How are you, baby?" tanyanya while looking at the face of her daughter who is very adorable.

"Dila miss daddy..." The toddler immediately made a face to the intersection of the father's neck.

"Yes, I miss Dira too." The man stroked his daughter's back.

Now the man who was holding the boy, looked at the other man in front of him. "How are you?" tanyakanya.

"good. You you?" The man turned the question to the man who was none other than Radi-the biological father of Dira.

"As you can see." Radi smiled again. His hands were busy rubbing the child's back.

"Thank God." The smiling chakra. "Dira missed you. He said he wanted to sleep at my father's house" he said later.

Radi nodded. "I feel very happy that Dira wants to stay here, Reyhan and Rayyan must also be happy because there is a playmate."

"Oh yeah, I took his stuff first in the car." Cakra ran to his car and came back with a large enough bag containing Dira's equipment. He handed the bag to Radi.

"Then I say goodbye" said Cakra.

"Not stopping yet?" haggard Radi.

"Other times, Ajeng waited at home. You know, it's not good enough right now."

"Why? Is he sick?" There was clearly a worried tone in Radi's voice.

"She's okay, just dizzy and nauseous in early pregnancy," Cakra tells her.

"Ajeng's pregnant?" Radi glared in disbelief.

Cakra smiled happily. "Yes. The Lord again entrusted us to add family members."

"I'm glad to hear it" Radi said.

"Dira, papa's coming home?" The chakras say goodbye to her beautiful daughter.

The toddler raised his head and nodded. "Yes, papa. Careful," he said.

"Yes, honey. Don't bother me, will you?" Cakra Advice. The girl just nodded as a sign that she understood.

"Bye-bye, Papa." Dira waved his hand as Cakra was about to enter his car.

"Bye-bye." The handsome man waved back at the princess. Ah... she will definitely miss that adorable toddler a lot later.

...****************...

"Jet............"

"Darling, quiet dong. Mama's dizzy." The beautiful woman sighed tiredly looking at her little daughter who had not stopped crying since waking up earlier.

"Youngpam......" His cry was getting shrill, making the woman who was his mother's status a fog.

"Beautiful mom, calm down baby..." The woman kept cradling the child in a sling, trying to ease her cries.

"Huaaa..... Whaaaaa!" This time the 20-month-old baby screamed for his father.

"Oh, Mas Cakra is a long time." The woman who was none other than Ajeng grumbled. To this day, her husband has not returned.

"Yeah, papa..."

Hearing the scream of the baby, Ajeng's head felt increasingly dizzy. His stomach is back on fire. "Down first, son. Mama's going to the bathroom first. "Put the baby on the bed and he ran to the bathroom to vomit his stomach.

"Hoekk..."

"Papaaaaaaa, hicks."

Now, the sound of crying and the sound of people throwing up are mutually disdainful in the big room.

Cakra had just stepped inside the house when he heard a noise from upstairs. Feeling anxious, he immediately ran up the stairs to his room.

The door of the room opened suddenly, the crying baby on the bed was shocked. His body suddenly froze with a choking sound.

"Darling, why?" Cakra ran in and approached her stiffening baby. Hugged his first child with Ajeng tightly.

A few seconds later, the sound of crying came back. "Huaaaa."

"Lad..." The baby cuddled his father's neck.

"Which mom, son?" ask Cakra.

Before getting an answer, Cakra first heard a noise in the bathroom. He then headed there.

"Darling, are you okay?" Cakra approached Ajeng and rubbed his wife's vibrating back with his free hand.

"Hoekk.. hoek ...." Ajeng still keeps throwing up in the sink. Although only removing water that tastes very acidic.

"Honey, my head is dizzy." kadu Ajeng finished with his vomit activities.

"Come, we're going into the room." Cakra swept his wife's body towards the bed. "Lay down!"

Lying on the bed, the woman's face looked pale. "I have the waiter make you some warm tea, okay?"

The woman nodded weakly. He closed his eyes because he was tired.

Cakra came out of the room still holding his long-term daughter, Aleeya. Her dream of getting another daughter finally materialized as well.

"Papa's son wants ice cream?" cakra asked her daughter who was still at home leaning spoiled on her chest.

The 2-year-old baby immediately straightened his head with enthusiasm. "You papa...."

"Yes, come on!" Cakra mangajak Aleeya headed for the refrigerator after previously asking the waiter to make Ajeng warm tea.

Cakra opened the refrigerator, when the cold directly hit the body of the father and child. It just so happens that the weather this afternoon is quite hot, and ice cream is a great dish to eat.

"What do you want, son?" ask Cakra.

"Mrs..." Answer Aleeya lisp.

Cakra just shook. Aleeya is a perfect duplicate of herself. In addition to the similar physique, his habits and likes are exactly the same. As of right now, Aleeya likes tomatoes like Cakra which is also very fond of the red round vegetable.

"okay." The chakras take one small bowl of tomato-flavored ice and bring it to the dining table.

For ice cream stock in the refrigerator, everything Ajeng makes. He prepared himself from the materials that his children liked.

While being engrossed in watching Aleeya eat her ice cream, the sound of the bell rang shifted Cakra's focus. He asked the waiter to see who was coming.

"Hello granddaughter of grandmother...." Shortly afterwards, a woman's voice approached them.

"Mother, Father." so Cakra saw his parents coming.

Tyas approached his granddaughter who was still busy eating ice cream. "Eat what, son?" tanyanya while mengoel cheeks gembil like a bakpao owned by Aeleya.

"Es tlim.." replied Aeleya smiling, looking at the grandmother with her face covered in ice cream.

"Where is Ajeng?" Thunder asked where his son-in-law was to the child.

"Ajeng is resting, Dad. She's not feeling well." Cakra's reply made Tyas instantly jump.

"What's? Sick teaching?" asked the middle-aged woman worriedly.

"Yes, he's dizzy and nauseous."

"Don't you get pregnant again?" guess Tyas.

The chakras develop a smile. "Hehe, yes. Mom and Dad will have another grandchild."

"Congratulations, Son." Thunder patted proudly Cakra's shoulder. While Tyas just hit the arms of the son.

"You're how, anyway. Aeleya was a child, adding another child. Poor Ajeng bothered to take care of your little ones!" tyas Protest.

"Yes, how else. Just blame the daughter-in-law of that fertile mother!" answer the origin chakra, making his mother again attack him with a small pinch.

"It is you who are too diligent in planting seeds" grumbled the mother.

"That's it, there's no harm, right? Our grandson is increasing," Thunder mediates. "Oh yeah, where's my beautiful granddaughter another one?" tanyanya.

"He's at his father's house, kangen said," replied Cakra.

"Oh, so. Too bad, I miss him so much."

"Later we'll visit mom and dad."

"Promise, you know."

"Hm."

"Mother go upstairs first, look at mom's daughter-in-law."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Papa, abisss." said Aleeya, showing her empty ice cream bowl.

"Smart.." praise Cakra. He picked up a tissue and cleaned the princess's cheek which was dirty because of the ice cream.

"It's beautiful again..."

The baby laughed revealing his newly grown teeth.

"Cats, ndong!"

"Oh, can't ya? Aleeya's heavy?" joked Thunder when the grandson asked to be carried.

The baby's lips were pursed cutely, making the two men there laugh anxiously.

"Come, Son. Later if Grandpa's waist encroaches, you have to take responsibility, huh?" thunder said as he grabbed Aleeya into his carriage.

"Dad is there, how do you understand what you're saying." Cakra head gnarling.

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