Hope and Wish
C&W13. Pick up at the airport

"Hema said, whatever. He has resigned since the reference as well, because indeed the flower wants him. However, he could not be what Bunga hoped for. I don't know what this is about? But, Dad thought that Hema was self-conscious about her condition. Maybe it's still about the previous problem. Or, indeed Hema is not happy to be married with Flowers." Dad put his shoulder out.

His voice was back to normal. 

"What's not happy, Dad? How's the happy household?" I'm less catching what Dad meant. 

"Sort of kek, love clapping one hand. Love flowers to Hema, so Happy flowers. Meanwhile, Hema only appreciates the feelings of Flowers. Hema doesn't love flowers, but she doesn't want to hang flowers. So it's like the word, yes it's done. I don't know for sure, because yesterday he was under the influence of drugs. By the way, how is that." Dad took his breath slowly. 

If the workshop bang is with me, is she happy to be married to me? Or am I happy myself? 

"Daddy happy with biyung?" I tried to smile, diverting this chaotic thought. 

"Happy dong, thank God. Biyung healthy, biyung rarely fussy baby cake again fit older, most importantly, biyung still tacky the same father. Try if biyung independent, Daddy getting older like this, biyung even puber traveling with his friends again." Dad put on a big smile. 

I am so happy that Dad said that. 

"Biyung won't be pubescent anymore, Dad." I tried to hold back the laughter. 

"Why indeed?" Dad furrowed his brows. 

"Biyung has no friends, except his brother-in-law." I blew up the laughter and Dad contracted my crisp laugh. 

But the biyung can handle that. He is not lonely and he is not upset, he remains happy because he drags his children to be his friends. Now, Cani is his best friend. 

After leaving the car in the child of my grandfather's sister, then we took a long trip. At last, the special driver picked me up. 

The dimple of his cheek is etched in. 

Galen's already moved hands, he's on a driving course right now. He sat in the steering wheel, on the lap of a man who was taller than my father. 

Oh my goodness, yeah. Your son is in this sniffle. 

"Sleep, Dek." Dad took the bag that was in my lap. 

Dad sat in the front seat with the workshop. 

"Yes, Dad." Either I can sleep no, with this pounding heart condition. 

"Where's the situation there, Han?" Dad opened the chat.

"Yesterday night bongkarkan smoothly, Om. Bang Chandra gave it to me, his son has a fever. But the report I gave to bang Chandra, he said it was true."

I pretended to close my eyes. 

"So, what's your father's plan?" Dad pulled another topic of conversation. 

There was an open snack sound as well. 

"Ordinary marriage, Om. Brother Jasmine asked for a dowry that dad could handle, had agreed. Business problems, he said nothing in the company Om. But I can release Farah, if Farah already has a new mom, he said. So maybe there's a little bit of a problem about dad not being able to go with Jasmine to Singapore, Om. Then one more problem, nineteen attempts, four of them mine. If nineteen attempts were under Om's auspices, I automatically had no activity."

I want to ponder once, because it's about a new mama for Farah. 

"Yes you take Farah dong, it's also an activity." I heard Dad laughing too. 

"Yes, could've." Maybe the purpose and purpose of the workshop is to attract discussion about me and him.

I'm sure you're not that stupid to understand someone's intentions, but you're stalling on this. Like the chat on the way, dad wanted me to look at the second option first and consider my decision to be with the workshop. 

"Dad you had a girlfriend before?"

Ah, I'm not interested in listening to that. I went back to finding a comfortable position, then tried to close my eyes. 

Arriving at the yard, my father immediately told me to go into my own house. While Galen he brought into his house, he said there were still many frozen ASIP in his refrigerator, I was asked to rest only. 

Bang Workshop was asked to get Galen's bag. But I closed the door of the house. I found the dimple engraved on me. 

Well, look at my interest in that widower. I wanted to put him in the room, I'm sure he was originally wild and brutal as well. 

[Om Givan protective turns 😅] 

Bang Workshop instantly sent me a chat message as soon as I got into the house. 

[There is a heart of father, I can find my heart is easy.] I lay my body in bed. 

Comfortable this back. 

[Wow, code here. Okay, ready to fight.] 

I smiled to myself reading the reply, 

I choose not to serve him anymore, I have to take the time to really rest. In order to be ready to face Galen, face the workshop and face the reality if it is indeed difficult to be together. 

When I woke up, I just remembered that I didn't have any ready-to-eat food in my house. I washed my face and tidied up my appearance, before finally heading to the house to fill my stomach. 

A little confused, when I saw Farah in the deck of the biyung. As for Galen, there is nothing in my sight. 

"Biyung, ask for food." I sat down next to him. 

"Eat outside the same father, I have the same message to convey it. Wait a minute, your dad's meeting inside." Biyung focused on television. 

Look, Farah's eyes are round looking at my face. 

"Who's the same, Biyung?" I smiled at the baby. 

"Who is his name? Handoyo with Hamidun?"

I was immediately confused by the name that I was attracted to. Very unfamiliar in my ears. 

"This is the same father as Farah's grandfather." Biyung chuckles amusedly. 

Actually, he realized that the name he mentioned was wrong. 

"Ohh, Handaru's the same as Hamdan." I laughed because I remembered Biyung saying 'hamidun'. 

"Earrrrrrrrr…." Farah spoke and kicked her leg. 

"What about you, Dek? Father called him Handoyo, grandfather called him Hamidun." I lifted the boy. 

Biyung immediately stretched his muscles. Biyung is a lot of children, but he rarely carries. Most often it is left lying down, or on the bench by the interlocutor when chatting. 

It turned out that this girl was bald at the back of her head. Her hair only grows on top, but she looks cute because her hair stands all up. It's like using a filter. 

It was a good idea again, I immediately ngakak when lifting his body. Fortunately this baby is not offended, he even laughs like me. 

"Funny you're right, Dek." I kissed his face. 

"Your father, huh?" Suddenly a hand came out of my shoulder. 

"Biyung, right? Try photoin, Biyung." The perp who grabbed me from behind this couch, thrusting his phone at the biyung. 

Stupid again, I was excited to take our picture. Then, he showed me his thumb after taking a picture of us. 

Uh, biyung. This is your servant boy embraced by a clever widower taking on a favourable situation. 

"Biyung, please persuade Ra's father huh? Han was ready to make a marriage agreement, "persuade the Workshop by pulling his hand back from my shoulder. 

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