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Fiesta

Margaret, Lolita and Aldo came first. They went straight to Cassandra and Yunan.

The couple looked busy organizing the very fussy Khalisa. For some reason, this morning his little daughter did not want to be silent, did not even want to shower and wear clothes. It is his behavior that attracts the attention of others.

Several guests began to arrive, but Khalisa was not ready, still busy wandering in the front room.

''Later if you are like this, the smell, the guest on the run. No one wants to celebrate your birthday? Hayes...'' Lolita scares Khalisa.

Aldo teased her with his eyes closed.

He stretched out his hand, took the nephew and brought him to the room. Without a word, Lolita stripped the boy's shirt and took him to the bathroom. Not so hard for him.

''It turns out that Brother is smart to bathe children, I am still troubled. Almost every day Lila who bathe.'' Cassandra became furious with herself who was not good at taking care of her child and still needed someone.

''Not smart either, just can." Put liquid soap in the bath.

''You still work like you used to?'' ask Lolita.

''Yes. Actually Brother Yunan also forbids, but I am still bound by some contracts, so I continue. Yesterday something failed because I went to Singapore. Hopefully others do not fail too, pity brother Yunan must pay a lot of penalties.''

Lolita breathed a rough breath. Regretting because all this time too cute to her husband. His life is too dependent on Novan, even he never works. Actually jealous of Cassandra who can support her son for 5 years alone.

''I think I should find work too, pity Aldo. Soon he goes to school and it costs a lot" concluded Lolita.

''Don't worry about Aldo's education, brother. I will pay for it" said Yunan from the door. Of course the man did not mind if he had to support Lolita and her child.

''No, Yunan. I'll keep working for Aldo. He should get a good education, and I will soon be arranging a divorce with mas Novan as soon as possible.''

Yunan and Cassandra could only support Lolita from behind. Given her brother's extremely complicated household matters, it seemed like it couldn't be brought together anymore. Moreover, the mistakes made by Novan are indeed very fatal and difficult to forgive.

Bak princess from fairyland, that's Khalisa. The little girl looks very beautiful with a pink dress and a crown on the head perfecting her beauty. Her cute face and sweet smile made everyone admire her.

''Don't be coquettish, son. Still small, later in sedain guy tuh.'' Yunan turned her head towards some of the boys who were already present at her daughter's birthday party.

''No pa-pa, Dad. Mother also does not deny, the important thing is that I take care of myself if touched new can not, said Khalisa as often said by Cassandra.

"Yes yes, I know.'' Yunan.

Tidying up his appearance in front of the mirror. Standing next to Khalisa, Cassandra stood next to him. They saw each other's reflection from the mirror, very harmonious.

''It's perfect, we're out yuk! All the guests are waiting, '' invite Yunan.

They came out of the room to meet some of the invited guests who were present and family. Just like Khalisa, Cassandra also wore a pink dress and a matching hijab. That woman is so beautiful, that's why the love of Yunan never turns away.

''This is Mother and Father Khalisa?'' ask one of the invited residents, of course they do not know about the figure of Yunan and Cassandra who rarely come to the villa, even never.

''Yes, Mom. This is Khalisa's father.'' Appoints Yunan, "and I am Khalisa's mother." Cassandra introduced herself kindly.

''The impression of his son is beautiful, his mother and father are also beautiful and handsome," they praised.

Cassandra responded with a smile. Not a few of them praised its elegance.

One by one the guests who came began to fill the room. They are looking for their seats. Even with the children of the Panti who have prepared his seat.

Sekirtar, office employees and relatives, almost all of them present, there are only a few who cannot come. They are not lazy, but because there is a job that is very important and cannot be left behind.

''Seems like everything's coming, brother? We're going in yuk. The show was almost started, Cassandra asked and showed me the clock on her wrist.

Just turning around, a car came in from the direction of the gate. Yunan and Cassandra looked at each other, then they looked at a man who had just got off the car.

''Ilham,'' shouted Yunan accompanied with a smile. Soon the left door opened, a beautiful woman holding a child also came down. Her face was familiar to Cassandra, but soon Yunan grabbed her hand and clasped it tightly

Humaira, did Brother Yunan deliberately invite them to hurt me.

''Never be afraid, I won't look at other women. Humaira is only the past that is present in the middle of our household. A time that will never happen again, I will never love her. Maybe at that time I just admired you like people admired you. Trust me, honey."

Cassandra tried to believe it. Although when he saw Humaira remembered the bitter past, he had to see the present. Yunan is his and Humaira belongs to another man, Ilham.

That is, they do not match, and do not love each other. If Yunan had loved Humaira back then, he would have done everything he could to get her. But what, the man still backed away and chose himself even able to wait up to 5 years.

Ilham and Humaira smiled. They walk towards him. Hugging each other as if there was never any problem.

''How are you?'' Cassandra asked first.

''Alhamdulillah good. How are you?'' Humaira asked back.

''I am also very kind, for a long time we did not meet. Let's just go in, it looks like the show is about to start.''

They went inside. Occasionally Yunan nelirik Cassandra. Wanting to hug and carry his burden, I don't know what was on his mind that he definitely felt bad had made him meet Humaira.

''I love you, never think of anything concerning our past, '' Pinta Yunan whispered.

Cassandra tried to smile and expel all the restlessness in her heart. Sure that her husband only loved her, not another woman.