Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Sulked

Chaca pinched her husband's arm. Wonder why in his brain it's always what he thinks. Gandhi complained, rubbing his arm slowly.

"Acourse, Yang! Jeez KDRT nih," murmured Gandhi.

"Biarin, his own fault thought it continues, maybe I should wash first the contents of your head, Mas, want to not hiih!" cebik Chaca resentfully ruffled her husband's hair.

"May, the grandson must use a detergent for love and the daughter must use affection" Gandhi joked at the top of his wife's nose.

"Darling! We're going to yuk's home. I haven't been there for a long time, I miss my sisters" Chaca's pinta leaned against Gandhi's arm.

Gandhi sighed, then strictly forbade it. The man asked Chaca to rest first. Because it is still in recovery. At first Chaca refused, but she could not argue with her husband either. Although he was aware, it is likely that if Chaca was able to forget for a moment with what he experienced.

"Udah, let's go home. Tomorrow we go there. You have to rest a lot" said Gandhi pulling Chaca's arm.

"Yes," said Chaca disappointed.

Chaca walked in parallel with her husband's steps to the parking lot. As usual, Gandhi opened the door for his beloved woman. Then put on a seat belt.

Gandhi kissed Chaca's tiny lips which continued to frown from earlier. He rubbed the top of Chaca's head, "Tomorrow, baby," Gandhi said, then closed the car door.

He immediately ran across to sit behind the wheel. Gandhi started to slowly drive his car. Along the way, Chaca just silently looked out the window.

Gandhi exhaled a rough breath. He knew his wife was sulking. But it was all he did for Chaca's good.

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As the days passed, Gandhi became more and more attentive to Chaca. He started going to college as usual. Gandhi also started building his restaurant. Despite that, he keeps a close eye on Chaca.

From the capital given by Xander, Gandhi decided to buy the land and buildings. Then he built the second floor to make it even wider.

Gandhi worked closely with architects, interior designers and contractors who are trusted and well-known every time.

This afternoon, after college Chaca really wanted to go to the Panti. Since his return from the hospital until now has not been delivered there, because of Gandhi's busyness.

I don't think they're almost home. Gandhi stopped his car at a park near the house. The man memorized it once, if food can restore Chaca's mood. Sure enough, the woman's eyes immediately sparkled.

"Come, down. But look for healthy and nutritious food. Can't be careless!" he warned Chaca.

Chaca nodded excitedly, both of them then went down. Gandhi approached him and linked his fingers. They walk to enjoy the beauty of the shady garden and not much pollution.

Gandhi told her to sit on a chair, while she was in charge of choosing her food. Because if Chaca chooses himself, of course, everything will be bought without regard to nutrition.

Chaca was playing her phone, Reyhan suddenly ran towards her. The boy surprised her, leaning at Chaca's feet. They meet almost every afternoon.

Because the park is great for Chaca's health. There is not much air pollution or cigarettes, and the air is also cool. Therefore, Gandhi always took her for a leisurely walk in the park. Reyhan always played there every afternoon.

The couple welcomed her with open arms. Counting for practice, both thought.

"Hi, Honey! You're getting taller now!" said Chaca greasily menjwil both cheeks of the child padlocked.

"Yes dong, now Reyhan is big," he said, raising both arms and clenching in the air.

Chaca and Gandhi became more and more familiar with the boy. Reyhan is almost 5 years old. He understood that Gandhi was not his father, but the boy still liked to call him that call. Her mother strictly forbade.

"Other dad bought a lot of snacks. Who are you, son?" tanya Chaca sat Reyhan beside her.

"Just like Aunty Tan, Mama is busy," Reyhan replied with a lip smash.

"You're getting pinter, now you're talking a lot" said Chaca, shuffling Reyhan's hair.

"Because mama said, Auntie is good. Aunt is Papa's favorite. So I dare to talk to Auntie. In the past, Mama said she could not talk to strangers," explained Reyhan.

Chaca frowned. "Not the Om you call Papa is also a stranger?" chaca asked looking at the child.

"He's like Papa in the picture, Tan," Reyhan said honestly.

Chaca nodded her head, not long after Gandhi had come with a few bags of food.

"Honey," call Gandhi to kiss Chaca on the forehead. But his lips were held back by Chaca's fingers. One other hand closed Reyhan's eyes.

"There's Reyhan" whispered Chaca moving her eyeballs.

"Tante, why are Reyhan blindfolded?" ask the boy plainly.

Chaca was confused to answer. He scratched his head that was not itchy. Chaca's eyeballs stared at Gandhi hinting to answer him.

"Let's surprise the handsome boy," the reason Gandhi put down a few packs of food, pinched both cheeks of the boy.

"Father!" she hugged Gandhi.

Gandhi glanced mischievously at Chaca. Chaca replied with a smile.

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