HELLO, OM ...!
THE BIRTH OF BATHIN

Biyan had already turned her body when Bella's voice again sounded behind her back.

"Be careful on the road well, Pa ..."

"Yes, Bell .." replied Biyan, no longer looking.

"Hurry home too ..."

"Hhhhm ..."

Still without turning his head, but this time Biyan was seen giving her thumbs up into the air in response.

Bella who stood unruffled framed the door of her room, could only watch the view of a wide back with a medium-sized travel bag that was just slung over her right shoulder it went further and further, he said, before finally disappearing behind the barrier that leads to the elevator.

Bella hurriedly closed the door of her room slowly, because the girl seemed to know exactly the habits of Biyan, who was certainly reluctant to turn her head again when the man had truly said goodbye.

Being left behind like this is not spectacular anymore for Bella.

Bella was used to it, because she basically understood very well that Biyan was doing all that for her sake as well.

The big house with all the luxuries, along with all the facilities that are always fulfilled is a real manifestation that Biyan has been working hard to realize Bella's dream, as well as all the desires that might have once felt so impossible to fulfill Biyan with all her limitations.

Bella's life is no longer lacking, then what else does Bella want?

There aren't.

Bella knows, Biyan has done many extraordinary things, so Bella even felt embarrassed if she was still fussy about trivial things.

While it was ...

On the floor one the elevator door opened.

Biyan stepped out while reaching for her phone back.

Before meeting Bella to say goodbye, Biyan had first sent a short message to Ayu.

'You haven't slept yet, anyone wants Om speaking ...'

At that time, Biyan had saved his phone without waiting whether his chat got a response or not.

For this reason, Biyan wants to check it again, wanting to know if Ayu read the short message.

Because it could be that the girl may have overslept, and if so, surely Biyan also felt reluctant to disturb.

A notification on the top left of Biyan's phone screen has made Biyan breathe a sigh of relief, even though Biyan does not even know what and from who the owner of the notification is, but somehow feeling Biyan seems to be sure that it must be from Ayu.

'Not yet.'

'He meant Ayu wasn't asleep, Om ...'

Two chats appear in sequence when Biyan opens them.

As Biyan had suspected from the beginning, the two chat was indeed a reply to Ayu's message for him.

Biyan's swaying steps had brought her tall body right in the tightly clenched door frame.

For a moment Biyan tried to catch his breath several times until the cavity was full, as if he was looking for additional strength considering that what he wanted to talk to Ayu was a conversation that would later become a determinant of direction, he said, where will the future of their household will come down.

After trying to calm down and build his confidence to multiply, in the end Biyan's right hand was raised to knock on the door leaf with his knuckle.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

The sound of knocking on the door from Biyan sounded quite soft, because again Biyan did not want to knock on the door will be heard by Rania, the ex-wife who inhabits the next room.

As if his presence had been anticipated, without waiting any longer the door leaf had been stretched, featuring the figure of Ayu with her long hair beautifully arranged, as well as the body clad in Doraemon pajama suit, with a combination of light blue and dark blue.

"Om can come in, right?" biyan asked with a faint smile.

Ayu nodded, though she looked a little misbehaved. "Yes, I can, Om ..."

While not forgetting to clench the door leaf again, Biyan immediately swung his steps into Ayu's room which was quite cool air, due to the gust of air conditioner which was at the number eighteen.

Biyan put his travel bag on the floor, precisely on the side of the bed, before finally he himself threw his body on the edge of the same bed.

Still without a word, next Biyan looks busy removing the wallet from his back pants pocket, and, rubbing the contents shortly before finally passing a pocket of his wallet Biyan was seen issuing a card with the logo of one of the largest private banks in the country.

Meanwhile, in front of Biyan, Ayu who chose to remain standing while for the first time Biyan sat himself in bed just watching the movements of Biyan through the tail of his eyes, while he sat down for the first time, not at all understood what Biyan really wanted to do before the man spoke about his departure which Ayu had actually known from his mother.

"Ay, come here a minute ..."

Biyan was seen patting the surface of the bed next to him.

Although initially hesitant, but in the end Ayu also dared herself to approach.

But instead of directly sitting next to Biyan like the man's command, Ayu instead stood tight not how far from Biyan.

Ayu's cheeks suddenly flushed, because this time not only through words alone, but Biyan really grabbed Ayu's wrist and pulled her gently to her side.

As soon as Ayu sat down beside him without a fight, Biyan was seen glancing at the circular watch on his wrist, aware that the time was not much so he had to use this narrow time to determine his attitude, as well as proving himself as a man who is determined to take risks.

"Mmc ... W-what's up, Om? He said someone wants to be said ...?" asked Ayu who was trying to make herself as relaxed as possible in front of Biyan, in conditions that were certainly very difficult to anticipate the pounding of her heart that was rampaging in there.

"Ay, before Om says what Om wants to say, first Om wants to apologize first because since we were married it seems Om has forgotten something very important, very important, that should have been Om's obligation to Ayu since the beginning ..."

Ayu's eyebrows suddenly flinched hearing Biyan's long sentence which he did not understand at least where he was going.

"Here, take ..."

Biyan said again, while presenting a debit card that had been seen by Ayu, when Biyan took it out of the wallet.

"This is what, Om?" ayu asked confusedly, of course reluctant to take Biyan's gift for granted.

"ATM card." said Biyan straightforwardly and thus.

"Well know this is an ATM card, but I mean Ayu ... Why Om Biyan gave this ATM Card to Ayu ..."

"obligation."

"Well ...?" Ayu bengong found Biyan's answer that sounded so light.

"You were talking about it just now, if you should have done it in the first place. Because once Ayu became Om's wife, then that second also became Om's obligation to support Ayu ..."

Ayu was amazed to hear Biyan's words, which were always spoken accompanied by a smile that seemed to never run out of stock.

"But Om ..."

"The protest is suspended first. Accept the new card protest ..."

"But Om, this ..."

"Received first, Ay ..."

Ayu's breath was heavily blown. Highlight the shady but firm eyes of Biyan make Ayu like a dead flea, powerless not to submit under the orders of the man who owns the heart and soul.

"Well, that's dong ..." Biyan smiled with satisfaction, when she realized that Ayu had finally collapsed and was willing to take over the Debit Card that was proffered by Biyan since then, although it was very visible if Ayu received it with a heavy heart.

"Then use all that is in it to meet the needs of Ayu ... Because Ayu is entitled to all of that ..."

"Om Biyan why should I bother Ayu ATM card has Om Biyan? Later if Om Biyan need how ...?"

"Let's just say, Ay, Om still has some cards from the other bank ..."

"But Ayu also has his own ATM card, Om ..."

"So Ayu wants the money transferred to Ayu's own account? That so?"

"Egh? B-but, Om ..."

"okay ... Okay ... Can also if Ayu wants to like that. Yes, where is Ayu's account number ...?"

Ayu was stunned to find the persistence of Biyan who even misinterpreted the meaning of his words.

"Om Biyan, I mean Ayu does not want to be transferred, but Ayu just wants to say that for the affairs of Ayu's daily needs, the monthly money sent by Dad and Mom all this time, more than enough ..."

"Too so from today all the daily needs of Ayu, and whatever it is without exception ... Everything will be a responsibility, Om. No need to bother sending money monthly ..."

"Geez, Om, if it's rich that's the concept Ayu just disagree ..."

"Loh ...?"

"Udah was allowed to live free here, go-home campus is also free because Bella mulu nebeng ... Yes, Ayu needs also want to be borne by Om Biyan all ...? It's like Ayu's getting worse, Om ..."

"Well what do you want, Ay? Everywhere is also the nature of the time a husband supports his wife, even the rules anyway give his living ... Born bathin ..." kilah Biyan slightly faltered.

Ayu. But in Ayu's silence, not a second Biyan was careless watching his every move.

Biyan is really trying to find the right loophole ...

The right moment ...

Demi can express all her hopes in the future ...

With the girl who was still at home bowed deeply, with her face filled with tinge ...

Connect ...

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