Emergency Love's
Chapter 70

The happiness of the Prada small family is more complete with the cry of the tiny creature who is now in his arms. The man looked deeply at the weak figure that had just been removed from the wife's womb.

"Perfectly, my son will be the successor of the family" he said in a tone full of admiration for the gift of God.

Greta, who was lying helpless, was unceasingly grateful. With the existence of his love for Prada in this world, Greta's life is more complete. She is now not only a wife, but has legally become a mother from the results of marriage with Pradabhasu.

"You see, honey? When he smiles like this, it's very similar to you." Prada praised the baby. All this time, Prada never once praised a man, because he felt he was only the most perfect man on earth. But, with this young Prada junior, the man has admitted and bowed his knees to his defeat.

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Baby Kai, or Kailash Mahendra is one of the most valuable things for Prada and Greta.

As the name implies that the mountain of wealth, Prada and his wife hope Baby Kai has the determination of the heart like a mountain and also a lot of windfall by God.

Having a posture that looks like his papa, makes little Kai look more charming. Especially with a face that is not inferior to his mother, Greta.

Kailash is a mixture of two genes from Pradabhasu and also Greta Haruni. Not to forget, besides having an initial capital in the form of a face that apparently, there are things that are not just owned by babies in general. Kai is a baby with overflows and love and also a flow of funds. Both from Papa Prada and his Grandpa. Baby Kai will also inherit the shares of the hospital from his mother's family

Kailash will be a new chapter in the lives of Prada and Greta. In addition to having a myriad of conveniences, Baby Kai will also carry many responsibilities in the future.

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How close you are as a lover. Until one day you talk about destiny. And now, I'm starting to think this is meeting because of him. Your presence makes me stronger. Because to me you protective umbrella enjoy tyranny. I'm happy to linger enjoying the seconds accompanying your heartbeat. Without looking at your wings

among us there is a sense of need and need

the bond of the heart is written and broken. The rain scroll is a poem from God. Which He dropped between our efforts. To stay afloat, in a spatter that wet the distance. As well as in the groin of removing the tightness. In my chest I will keep this love. From the rain under the tears. And I hugged closely with the memory of the prayers. (Greta Haruni)

Means you need the word ocean. Because every word is a mystery. Not to mention untain aksara. The style of speech also incarnates poetry. I often stare at you. I didn't do it without reason. This soul is hypnotized by your charm. Oh, so perfect is God's creation. Your presence will not be fully described. Because your figure is very special. You are like the embus of life. For without you I am like body without life. A single pinta among a million hopes. It is to have you perfectly. Slowly but surely keep going. To lead you to the blessing of the Power. (Pradabhasu Mahendra)

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