Duku Mateng(Duda Strong Mapan And Ganteng)
Prince
Radja continued to develop her smile, when she saw the figure of the little prince, who was being cleaned by one of the sisters.
Berliana's labor went well, with two straining times, the Queen was able to give birth to the successor of the Deity.
"Thank you, baby." said Radja sincerely, even now he has not felt anything in his stomach and waist. The pain disappeared after the prince was born.
"He's handsome." said Berliana, when he saw the son who was in bedong by the nurse.
"Why does his face look like all of you?" continued again.
Radja chuckles, when she sees Berliana's face. The beautiful woman felt this was unfair, for 9 months she was pregnant, why the face of the son, took more of Radja's genes.
"It's okay, he's my son" said Radja, there is a sense of pride because he can be more domineering.
"Stay, I'm pregnant." said Berliana still did not accept. Actually he had imagined that, the prospective prince would be more similar to him. But apparently, reality is not in accordance with expectations.
"It's okay, tomorrow we make again, similar to you. Everything, from her face, hair, attitude to even her heart as well." persuaded Radja gently, she knew that right now, Berliana's emotions were still unstable.
Berliana let out a rough sigh, slowly but surely she nodded her head slowly. A smile slowly rose from both corners of her lips, even Berliana who only used br*a, was already tightly embraced by Radja.
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"Opa's grandson is very handsome, anyway," said Bara.
The middle-aged man looked very happy, while carrying his first grandchild. Bara's smile did not fade in the slightest, even with an anxious he peeked at the baby's puffed cheeks.
"Don't keep squid on, can deflate my grandson's cheek later." protested Rajasa, the man who was staring at Bara, looks very envious. He also wanted to hold the Grandchild.
Soraya and Agatha pinched the base of the nose, respectively. The two old men, indeed never get along, there is something they make a fuss when they meet.
"Have you given him a name?" ask Soraya.
"Prince Aryan Dewangga" they said in unison.
The name they had prepared, from a few months ago. The son will be the prince of the entire Prayoga and Dewangga families.
"Malik!" said someone who had just arrived there, making all members of the Prayoga and Dewangga families look over.
There, on the doorstep was Rohid and Rayhan and Tiara. The three people, displaying a faint smile at Radja and Berliana. Rohid's gaze turned to Rajasa, the son he had not seen for a long time.
"You don't want to give Malik the name behind his great-grandfather's name?" ask Rohid.
The old man with the wand, was seen stepping closer to Bara and Rajasa, who were sitting next to each other.
"You really threw away your family's father's name, son?" ask Rohid for the son.
The old man looked at Rajasa, the son was seen looking the other way. As if reluctant to look at his own biological father, who several years ago became his enemy.
"Aren't you the one who dumped us, Mr Malik? sorry, I'm not a title-crazed man, my mother's last name is more suitable for me to bear, just give Malik's name only to your favorite son." said slowly Rajasa but so piercing.
Even Rajasa immediately got up, leaving everyone in Berliana's ward. Soraya, who saw her husband come out, took the initiative to pursue him.
"Please sit Mr. Malik, do not let your legs ache because they stand too long" said Damar, the man with one-twisted smile thinly at Rohid.
"True my father said, don't let your gout recur, let's sit down." added Bara, even the man to the point without wanting to be stale. Honestly he still holds a grudge against the Malik family, what else with Arjuna.
However, Bara got rid of all his grudges, because it is not good, it can only damage the heart and brain later.
ARYAN DEWANGGA PRINCE(MALIK)
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