
Brasmana smiled, towards Mr. Sukma Jaya who now wears orange color uniform. Mr. Sukma Jaya, looking at the dislike of Brasmana, who is known as his great enemy in politics.
"How are you, sir? it must be nice to stay in a 10-star hotel." said Brasmana.
"You must smile winning, when you put me in prison.But remember, my men are scattered, the whole country. The law will not bring me down, but it will obey you" said Mr. Sukma Jaya arrogantly.
"Hahahahaha, I am not afraid, as long as the truth keeps siding. I do this, not only are you my enemy, but you do not deserve to lead District M. When everyone knows who you are."
"Hahahahaha.. You, do this for the sake of victory right? try if I run for office will definitely win."
"Depending, the carcass covered will be smelled too."
"Cuih. You are, wearing Adinda's backingan proud, I know who is behind it all. Your victory, if it were not there he would definitely not have won. Worth it, he didn't want to, it turns out that you're running for office, and your wife is his confidant, Adinda."
"Please say what, because society is smart now, even smarter than us."
"Remember Brasmana, your life is threatened."
"Remember Sukma Jaya, the death penalty will fall on you" said Brasmana smiling cynically.
"I'll be free."
"Hahahahaha. "
*****
"It's true that he is Mas, fortunately his people have gone to prison" said Ayu.
"He thought his strength was still there. People like him, deserve punishment." said Brasmana.
"Political World, horrified - horrified. Moreover, the dark eyes like him, deserve my wife wants to step down." said Yudha.
"I quit, not because it's a pity, but want to focus on the family. And already tired, but if one day, Mas want to run, we really do not support Bras?" said Adinda.
"That bill, how do you nominate me?" Brasmana.
"I'm sorry, I just want to be an ordinary person" Yudha said.
*****
"Mommy, when was his dede born?" mauren asked while rubbing Adinda's stomach is already big.
"Please dong, just entered 6 months dear." said Adinda.
"His dede, male or female?"
"I don't know, Mami hasn't checked yet."
"When Mami? Mauren wants to come."
"No way, Mami's gonna be the same Papi."
"Mauren wants to see Mami."
"No way, later if Dede's baby is born."
"Well... Mommy, not cool."
"Why?" yudha asked while shuffling Mauren's hair.
"You see the baby's dede." answered Mauren.
" Later on, his dede wasn't born yet."
"See also not sure baby, the doctor could be wrong."
"Tomorrow, we'll go to the gynecologist."
"Yes." Yeah."
*****
"Where's doc?" asked Adinda when Siska, an obstetrician, was checking Adinda's pregnancy condition.
"Healthy ma'am, Alhamdulillah." replied doctor Siska
"Alhamdulillah." said Yudha and Adinda.
"Her gender is over doc?" ask Yudha.
"This is not yet clear, because the position of the baby covers. Next month, I'll check again."
"But there's no problem, Doc?" ask Adinda.
"Nothing, God willing, can give birth to normal."
"Fear, when giving birth there is a problem."
"God willing not yes Ma'am, but later every month in check, let me know his further condition. Because the baby's position can change - fox."
"When my first child was normal, I wanted to be normal again."
"God willing, but if there's something you have to cesar."
"Yank, it's normal to have a caesarean, which is important that our baby is safe and healthy."
"Yes, if you can."
"If so I make a prescription for the drug" said doctor Siska.
*****
The campaign has also begun, many prospective Regents and Regent representatives, who campaign in each region, invite the community to vote for him.
Adinda only observes, through print, online and television media. Some candidates, doing blusukan to each sub-district.
"According to Mami, whose voice is that much?" yudha said while watching the news about the Regent's election.
"Like Brasama and his partner, will win the election. Though the election is still long, in my view, Brasmana is the winner."
"Hopefully, if he's the one who won. It will bring better change, and move forward again" Yudha said.
"God willing, he will be a trustworthy leader. Because I know, who Brasmana is."
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