AL-THAR
#95. My flaws and your advantages

Mira is quite excited about Pram's wedding today. Just being able to hang out with his gang during the white gray was the reason. More than that, Mira is able to see how relaxed she is now in the face of Pram's face in the face of her marriage. Since a week ago when they were hanging out at the cafe, apparently Pram is as strong as it is in accepting his destiny. Even Mira has also been told that Raihan will come, according to Pram. Whether it's true or not, Mira and Pram can't predict it. Pram felt, as sincere and as sincere as Raihan, still the man was an ordinary man who could hurt his heart as well. If so, Pram is unable to think further to avoid the collapse of his defense.

"Somehow, anyway," Athar objected.

"What?" Mira is still sitting in front of the mirror, with the magic polishes that Shelia has taught her.

"How are you so happy? Don't go overboard."

Mira looked at her husband through the reflection of the mirror. "Abang um, I'm not happy .. wrong. I'm happy ... was wrong too. How am I supposed to dong?" his protest. Because at first Mira was sad because she knew clearly how Pram felt, but Athar even considered it sad because he saw Ryo with Pram. Then now, when Mira feels happy in harmony with what his best friend revealed, it is still considered negative also by Athar.

"You're kind of happy to see him. Yeah, we don't have to come."

"Where can!" the shouts don't take it. "Do not think badly why. I'm glad to see my friends. Like a reunion, right?! Coupled with my current situation, I want to make this second reunion story more beautiful than the first one. Because I already have a brother, also .. our future son."

The tension in Athar's face was reduced. There was a smile she was trying to hide. "Certainly so?"

Mira sighed. "Yes, that's how it is, brother. The time of my happiness should be related to Ryo? I really don't have the same feeling as him, other than as a friend,"

"Friends can't either."

"Yes, no. I just have the same taste Pram. That's it."

Athar stepped closer to Mira. He rubbed Mira's head with affection and his loving gaze. "Yes, I believe. Sometimes I just worry, Al. The jealousy is still so great in my heart."

Now Mira takes Athar's hand and kisses the back of the hand with love and respect for the husband. "Duuuh, the handsome young Papa candidate. Don't be jealous of everything. Look, his wife's stomach is carrying evidence of our love. Whoever sees me, his eyes must be on my stomach first. Then it was certain that their mind was 'oh, Mira already had'. Hehe ..."

"But still your eyes are weak against handsome men. Though of course their handsome level is still far below me" said Athar slowly and casually. He had been squatting in front of Mira just now. Their hands clasped tightly together.

"Yes too,"

"'Can,"

"Adverts only, Bang. Those passing by were just advertisements. Trust me. Because the main menu is definitely my husband whose level of good looks number wahid."

Athar laughed crisply. But the thickness does not fade in the slightest. "Well, right."

"Not narcissistic, Al," she's. "But grateful. Grateful for God giving me so much."

"Woah, I remember my fate long ago. Because I feel that my life is full of flaws. And that makes us very inversely proportional aka opposite each other."

"Maybe that's why God betrothed us, Al. Only you can see my shortcomings among my many advantages. And I'm the only one who can see your advantages among your many shortcomings."

Mira nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Al. Thank you for coming into my life."

"I'm more grateful, Bang. Thank you God for sending you to make my life more than perfect. My Cinderella story finally ended beautifully. All the blessings of God that made my eyes interested in my weirdness."

"You're not weird, Al. But unique. Funnier. My life has become colourful and unusual."

"Ordinary version of Brother really like how the hell? Feeling, since I met Brother, Brother's life is also not mediocre

aja."

Next to Athar's hand rubbed Mira's stomach. "It's not unusual that one, Al. More about heart problems. My heart can't be mediocre with you."

Mira blushes. "That's it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Udah ah gombalannya. I'm hunting laper. Mending the hunt we leave, then I want to eat as much at Pram's party."

"Who's the other one being a tombal? I'm being honest with my heart."

"Yes, believe. Precisely, I can't resist the attack of love from Brother." Mira with the style of speech lebay, as in Korean dramas, complete with sweet smiles of her unclean.

Now Athar is amused to see it. He got up and without letting go of his arm and said, "Let's go now!"

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