Fake Wedding Pledge
CHAPTER 40 Missing

Revan tries to brush off the shadow of Azkira, who is always present in the eye and mind. Just so you know, controlling all of that wasn't easy for Revan. However, he tried as hard as he could, to pause from thinking about Azkira.

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Azkira was restless at night when he was about to sleep. Finally, Azkira met Sinta while carrying the photo. "Grandma, did Azki interrupt Grandma's break?" exclaim Azkira from behind the door of Sinta's room.

Not long after that room door was open. Yep! Sinta. "What's up, honey? Do you want anything?" tanyakanya.

"Can Azki come in and talk, Grandma?"

"Of course, let's go in." Sinta embraces Azkira and takes her into her room.

Azkira seemed hesitant to ask. But then, he gathered all his courage. "Miss, this photo? Who's sitting next to Azki, Grandma?" Azkira showed me the photo.

Sinta looked shocked and surprised. "Son, where did you get that photo?" ask Sinta.

"From Mom's photo album, Grandma."

Sinta's breath sounded very deep. "His name is Adnan, he is your brother, Azki," Sinta replied with a sad look on his face.

"My brother? Where is he now, Grandma? Why haven't I seen or met him?" azkira.

"He was separated from your father and mother when he was in the center of the crowd. They continued to search for Adnan from night until morning. However, their search is nil. It didn't produce any results. At that time he was only five and you were not even one year old" said Sinta reminiscing about the loss.

Azkira specifies a clear grain from the corners of the net. "Azki also saw this photo at the home of his late grandmother Fathan, Nek. What does it mean Grandma Fathan knows about this too?" azki said while sobbing.

"That must be Antoni. Fathan's father has been friends with both of your parents for a long time. When your parents lost Adnan in the crowd that night. Antoni was not less beaten than them. He also continued to try to help find Adnan's whereabouts. And that picture, she must have gotten from your mom and dad."

"Where's my sister, Grandma? Is he still alive? Azki will find him, Grandma! Are there any traits Azki could find to recognize her?" azkira said full of determination.

"Grandma's not sure, son. But, he had a black mark on his left chest. The birthmark is quite large. It might be the size of a thumb" Sinta explained.

Azkira. "Did Mom and Dad never look for a sister again after that, Grandma?" coined.

"They keep looking for him, Azki. You need to know, the accident that befell your parents also happened in their search to find Adnan. You were third grade in SD at the time. Your father and mother never stopped looking from time to time. Let's say your mother was depressed and almost crazy about it."

"Nough ...." Azkira whistled at the pain inside his chest. He did not think that he was not an only child and had an older brother.

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The next morning when the dewdrops still seemed to fall from the foliage niches. Fathan comes to visit Azkira at Sinta's house. He was no longer able to endure such a deep and disturbing longing.

"Come, Son. Azki's still in her room," tell Sinta.

Fathan stepped in and went straight to the living room, then sat there. Meanwhile, Sinta tells Azkira about Fathan's arrival. Unfortunately, Azkira just kept silent.

"How, Grandma? Where's Azki? Is he still mad at Fathan?"

Sinta threw her breath out rough. "He just shut up. You better just go to her room, son. The child is very stubborn," said Sinta.

"Azki ...," he said as he approached.

"I miss you, honey?" he said as he hugged Azkira feelingly.

Azkira turned a glance, then turned his face away from Fathan. "What do you want from me, Bang?" said ketus.

"Whatchu mean? Of course I want you, want to be with you and take care of you. I'm sorry, Azki. Is it not enough of all this torture to punish my guilt?"

"Don't ask me, Bang. Just ask your heart! Are you content to hurt and waste me? If not, you better not come to me!" azkira toilet.

"I know, Azki. I knew you'd say that. I also know and regret my mistakes. Please let me make it up to you. Forgive me, Azki. I can't afford to stay away from you anymore."

Then, they stared at each other closely. No doubt, Fathan's lips immediately approached and grabbed Azkira's lips. Really, Fathan misses doing it.

"I miss you, baby," Fathan repeated again and again.

Azkira just remained silent not answering. However, she also did not refuse when Fathan kissed her. Honestly, actually Azkira also has the same longing for the Prospective Father of the fetus it contains.

"Every night comes I always cry thinking while remembering your hard and rude attitude towards me, Bang," Azkira said.

"Don't remember, honey. If you knew how messy my life would be without you. In fact, every night I sleep not well because I think of you. I can't be apart from you much longer, Azki."

Fathan stroked the tip of Azkira's head very gently. Azkira crushes through all that. A sense of comfort and tickling began to attack Azkira, where when Fathan's tongue began to sweep every inch of his body. The entire surface of the face to the neck of the Azkira level is not missed by the touch of Fathan's lips and tongue.

Azkira was getting more and more closed and his tribe started flying as light as the wind. Now, their longing is poured with friendly spices and seducer hearts and feelings. Fathan began to strip off every strand of thread attached to his body as well as Azkira.

"Bang ...," said Azkira.

"Just calm down, honey. I'll do it slowly."

Then it came to pass as Fathan desired, and Azkira also drifted in the priesthood with him. The game began intensive until melodious rafters and wet sweat inevitable again. Decide to miss them. Melting together the beauty of the spice that makes both drunk kepayang.

"I love you, baby." Fathan gave a gentle stomp there.

Azkira biting his lower lip felt all the flavors presented by Fathan's great game. And the highest peak of the ascent of desire they get. Now the two are limp and embrace each other.

Sinta was about to knock on the door of Azkira's room, intending to tell the two to eat the dishes she had prepared. However, the hand did not reach the door. Sinta reconsidered her intentions. He set foot from there and left Azkira and Fathan alone. As a parent, of course Sinta understands more.

Inside the room Fathan continued to smile incessantly. "Thank you, my dear. I feel alive again after the death that happened to me because I separated from you.

Azkira did not answer. He simply buried his face into Fathan's field chest. Feeling the heartbeat and fragrant body of Fathan that catapulted his imagination.

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