DAD'S CHOICE OF MATE
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Tight-fisted. Unknowingly, Bram smiled at her.

Angga realized that next to him was Bram sitting with a smile looking at Syifa

"Just smile, apologize yet?" chirps Angga disperse the daydreams of Bram.

"Bother people to imagine!" sahut Bram is upset.

"Bram, until when do you want to hide your past to Syifa?" ask Angga suddenly. Bram jerks.

"Lo will know, Angga. I can't do it if Syifa will be like Lydia." said Bram.

"Lidia and Syifa are different, Bram . Syifa is not a woman like Lydia. Try to tell her your past. So Syifa doesn't think you still love Lydia. I know, if Syifa is very affectionate with you even though she has never spoken directly to you right?" angga. Bram just nodded faintly Angga was indeed his best friend who understood him the most.

"And I also know that you love Syifa. Forget the past and set the future with Syifa. Time for this is my horse who should be the mediator? Tomorrow I fire the position of CEO lo." said Angga. Bram immediately looked at her sharply.

"I fired you!" said Bram. Angga laughing.

"Gue went back to the office. Remember, the story of your past to Syifa. You are husband and wife, right? The husband and wife must be open to each other and do not keep anything secret for your marriage to last" said Angga then he stood up and left Bram back to the office.

Bram just kept silent to hear the speech of his best friend. Sometimes, Angga became very wise in understanding himself.he also looked back at Syifa who was still playing with children.

"Auntie comes home first. Auntie come here sometime!" syifa.la wiped away the sweat that ran down her forehead after playing.

"Hore.I'm always looking forward to my aunt playing in the park again!" said the bob-haired girl and the toothless tooth happily.

After saying goodbye to the boys. Syifa walked over to Angga who was still sitting on the bench with her head down playing her phone.

"Female, let's go home. I'm tired" said Syifa.

Bram who felt himself called by the name of Angga immediately turned his head. Syifa was wide-eyed that it was Bram not Angga. la was too tired so did not recognize if from a distance alone it was very clear if it was Bram because of his brownish hair, while Angga was black-haired.

"Have you finished playing? Let's go home!" Bram got up from his seat and kept his phone back in his pocket

"Where's Angga? I was here with him!" syifa.

"They're back at the office. Let's go back to the apartment "Bram holding Syifa's arm. Syifa immediately dismissed it.

"Wouldn't! I want to go home with Angga "rengek Syifa .

"The family is back in the office. Go home with me" just refer Bram .

"Wouldn't. I'm angry with you!" recited

Syifa.

"OK, honey. I'm sorry about that." Bram said seriously.

"I'm still angry!" sahut Syifa.

"I'm really sorry, honey" he said

Bram looked at Syifa softly.

"I don't care "Syifa walked away from Bram. Bram followed behind him.

They walked until they got in front of Bram Syifa's car directly riding in the passenger seat regardless of Bram

"Darling, you're sitting in the back. I'm a dong driver?" bram shook his head.

"It's fast. I'm tired of going to bed!" syifa said with ketus.

"Ready Mrs Joseph!" without much comment. Bram runs his car. He feels like a driver, while Syifa becomes his great mistress.

Bram is really nervous right now. Syifa kept her promise to be angry with him. Syifa ignored Bram. As it is now. Bram was told to sleep on the living room sofa. Syifa locked her room so Bram wouldn't bother her.

Bram tried repeatedly to close his eyes. But the drowsiness did not come too. he could not fall asleep because he could not hug Syifa as usual. Plus sleeping on the sofa makes his whole body ache.

"****! This is really very torturous." muttered Bram, he was moving his body to the right and left side, but still his eyes were still awake. Bram finally decided to wake up.

he stood in front of the closed door. It seems Syifa is sleeping in it. Bram tried to open the door knob, but still the door was locked from the inside by Syifa. Worse still, Bram doesn't have a spare key.

"Dear." Bram knocked on the door that was still tightly closed.

"Darling, open the door. I can't sleep on the couch." she said again with her hands still knocking on the door

"Darling, are you asleep?" ask her on the door closed. There's no answer from inside.

"Darling, please open the door. I can't sleep if I don't hug you" again just the silence that Bram gets from the inside. It seems Syifa was already completely asleep.

"I'm sorry baby I'm sorry." said Bram.

"I promise I'll explain everything to you. Just so you don't ignore me like this. It's very torturous, dear." he said again.

While in the room. Syifa was not asleep. she was still awake. Syifa could hear Bram's voice and the door banging. Syifa had no intention of opening it.

Syifa could not be denied, if now she also felt no sound sleep. I don't know where the push is. Syifa felt like Bram really wanted to hug her who was asleep. But Syifa remained on her ego to be angry and teach her husband a little lesson.

Syifa tried to close her eyes, trying not to hear a bang and Bram's scream from outside the room. Still his eyes can not be closed and even his desire to sleep embraced by Bram was increasingly becoming.

"Honey, I'm sorry." Bram's voice came from out there

Syifa finally relented with her ego.he put away his blanket and got up to open the door.

"Dear, sorry"

"Lake in!" Bram gaped in disbelief, if in front of him Syifa will open the door of his room.

"Hurry in!" syifa said a little higher.

"Darling, you again "the Bram pronunciation was cut first.

"Hurry in or I'll change my mind?“ syifa said with a serious tone. Bram didn't want to waste his chance.

he went straight into the room and lay down beside Syifa. Bram immediately hugged Syifa who was on her back. Syifa also did not refuse with Bram's embrace because she wanted to.

"Honey, I'm sorry" said Lirih Bram. Syifa could feel Bram's warm breath on her neck.

"I promise I'll make it clear to you, baby. But I beg you not to ignore me." he continued to tighten his embrace to Syifa. Bram drowned his head on Syifa's neck curvature, occasionally dipping it.