Carmen's Love Trap
Family Consultative

Bastian

I started to shake my head at Agas and Damar, who were like children. No one wants to apologize at all. Mr. RT until threatening new they extend his hand by force.

"Sorry!" both said but both threw away their faces.

"It's true to apologize!" nagel Pak RT's.

"He goes first, sir!" chirps Agas.

"Lo! You hit my son first!" answer Damar.

"Yes your son is like a demon!" reply Agas.

"Lo adore my son is a demon! My son is handsome, pinter, well-" Not finished Damar talk already Agas denied.

"There is no brain! My son who has been a bin for a year! As long as you know yes, my son diligently studied cooking with his Mommy for the sake of nyenengin lo child, but what? My son is willing to propose to your son and drop his pride. Instead of being grateful for my good and good son, eh even thought to keep cheating! Rela do not lo, if your child digituin?" Agas started crying sobbing. Her heart must be sad to imagine her beloved daughter being hurt like that.

"What is the lack of Baby? Baby beautiful. Heart's good. Wanna caved. Patience. Your son is sick! You also know Baby, right? Do you know what Baby is? Lo said, Baby is your dream daughter-in-law. Why do you get it when your child has a baby's heart? Is it because Baby isn't your own child? Where do you say you love Baby? You know how broke Baby's heart?!" agas's cry was heartbreaking. I shed tears of sadness.

Agas was a father who loved his daughter very much. He wanted to protect his daughter with all his strength. He wants to give his best, but his choice of blessing Zaky even backfired for him.

"Already, Gas. Calm yourself! I'm sure Damar doesn't know what happened to his son's household. Just like you, Damar also loves Baby. She must have never thought that Zaky would hurt Baby. Do not get carried away with emotions first. Patience. Relax," persuade me.

"Yes, Gas. I don't know what happened to Zaky and Baby. If I knew, I would have beaten my son first. I was educated first. I was wrong to ever take Tara from lo, but that doesn't mean I want Zaky to follow in my footsteps. Baby and Zaky's wedding is very grateful. I think of it as a way for us to be a family. So that we stay in harmony and forget our dark past. I'm also sad to see Baby suffering," I'm Damar.

"Sad I am, Mar. Sad," said Agas while wiping his tears.

"Same, Gas. I am sad too. Baby is good with me and my baby. I don't want a sad Baby,"

And the two men hugged. Sharing each other's happiness. Leaving me and Mr. RT staring confused. It turns out they do not need to be threatened they have improved themselves. You keladi elders. The older, the more!

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Carmen

Mas Zaky and Abang Wira were deliberately placed in a different room from Abi and Papa Damar. Mas Zaky's face full of bruised wounds hit by tonjokkan Abang. With his puffy eyes, Mas Zaky continued to stare at me.

Mama Tara looks to be treating a wound on Mas Zaky's face. I just keep quiet. I'm not helping. Mommy continued to be beside me and clasped my hand tightly.

"No, sir, do it with him! There is no need to be a person. How does a hobby ruin people's homes? It's not like the idea of your own household finally fails!" ketus Brother.

Mas Zaky just kept quiet and kept looking at me. While looking in pain, Mas Zaky said, "May I talk to Baby, Sir?!"

Mr. RT looked at me, before I answered already Brother answered first. "Can't! It's good to talk to me the same! The Haram! Speaking of that at the trial! Or do you want to say talak now?!"

"Wira! Don't be so ah!" mommy's Scolding. Brother directly according. No more harsh words.

"Dance, sorry Zaky. I'm sorry Zaky. It's my fault. I should have paid more attention to their household as well. I think they are busy so rarely communication, do not expect that it turns out their problems are heavier than I thought." said Mama Tara. "Darling, you want to forgive Zaky and start your household again?" ask Mama Tara.

I looked down and my tears came back. Mama Tara asked me, usually I never refused her request but this time I had to turn her down. "Sorry, Ma. I can't," I replied.

I ventured to raise my face and saw Mas Zaky shed tears of regret. "Please, Baby. I promise I'll change!"

"Take your promise! I used to promise, but what? Take me out my bini!" cibir Abang's.

"Shh!" Mommy again told Brother to shut up, not make things worse.

"Yes don't force Baby, My. If Baby doesn't want yaudah. Poor loh! I don't know how Baby is. Cajoled little he also lulled. His heart is so good, eh want to be hurt! If you've been so sick, only a man lives like that!" back Brother said spicy.

Mommy grumbled at Abang with her glaring eyes. Brother is undaunted. I don't want to go back with Mas Zaky and feel the same pain again.

Before long Abi and Papa Damar came. The faces of both of them were bruised to bend at each other. Abi's lips are blue and torn while Papa Damar's temples are no better.

We sat down and talked about everything in a family manner. Papa Damar spoke for the first time.

"I as a parent of Zaky want to apologize to Baby and the family. Of course, we want our children to continue to build a harmonious and peaceful household. Remain husband and wife until death do-separate"

"Yes if he's the modar first, Om. Not Baby! The inner pressure of having a husband is like that!" chirps Abang Wira cut off Papa Damar's speech.

All the eyes are now staring at my brother. Instead of regret, Abang instead spoke again at will and more spicy than before. "Loh why? Is something wrong? What I said really! If Baby stays married to a man who never loved him, doesn't that kill Baby little by little?!"

Abi nodded in agreement. "What the Hero said. I also do not want to give my beloved daughter to a man who does not love her. It's enough suffering Baby. Already, no need to be addressed anymore. Divorce! That was the best decision!"

"I agree, Bi! Don't let him hurt Baby again!" said Abang Wira.

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