Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
The Morning (But) Beautiful

This morning, Dinda will be buried. Reza will attend the funeral. I'm not coming. It does not want. The first reason, because I basically don't know Dinda. And secondly, in this week I've been to TPU twice. I don't intend to go to the cemetery for the third time in the near future. Fear, horror, and parno. Plus. I'm afraid I'll hallucinate again seeing Salsya. I could have thought that Salsya had indeed become a ghost, to avenge me. Just think about it my hair bristles. I go straight for the creeps.

Ting!

My phone is clinking, whatsapp message notification is coming into my phone. From Mayra.

》Mas Alfi is awake. If it's not troublesome or if Reza wants to go to the hospital, please take Tirta, yes, Ra. Maybe Tirta misses her papa.

I breathed heavily and thrust my phone in front of Reza. We had breakfast together that morning. Honestly, I'm afraid that very intelligent little boy is wondering about his amputated papa leg.

"Let's go to the hospital, huh, Mas? Or will we meet at the hospital? I'd like to meet... May.ra."

Reza glanced at me with a rather sharp look. Ihsan who sat in front of me even glared. I don't know why I feel like I'm in a thriller. The mood has doubled. The two of them seemed to be giving me a push to gush. My gut says that.

"I'm sorry, I mispronounced" I said.

"Let me go home first, I'll pick you up."

"Oh, okay. All right, we're going to the hospital together."

I glanced at Ihsan who was still staring at me with a stern warning. I didn't mean to go alone either, there was a bodyguard. But never mind, I was wrong.

"Remember, don't go alone. Wait for me."

"Yes, Mum."

"Listen-"

"D-"

"I heard...."

You see, he's just as cute as Ihsan.

A moment later, my uncle's polite coughing voice took over our attention. "How to know tonight so?" tanyakanya.

"Oh. So, Oom. It's been planned, it's not good that...."

"Yes, it's good not to be delayed. But Oom can't come, yeah. Oom's night on night."

"Aunty too, Aunt in the evening service. But then let's represent the kids, yeah, Za."

Reza. "Casual, Oom, Tant. We know."

"Later night-"

The sound of the doorbell with the sound of ding-dong was startling. My aunt hurriedly opened the door, she slightly ran towards the door.

Ah, it was nice to see three faces that we hadn't seen in a long time. Ari and Zia, as well as the toddler carried by her, make this not-so-beautiful morning feel a little better.

Zia gave birth to a baby girl a few months ago, beautiful. Exactly Zia with her smooth white skin, her eyes are narrow like Korean girls. I can guess, big later he will be a duplicate Zia who has a small and tiny stature. Reza is also happy for his best friend who is already a father. Zia lahiran when Reza and I separated from the bed at the end of last year, so it seemed that there was no euphoria to welcome the birth of their daughter from our side who lived in this land of Java.

That morning, the presence of Ari and her little daughter seemed to be a medicine for Reza. I could see his impatience to feel the same way. He wants to be a father soon, wants to hold his little heroes. Either, or it's just a sense of sentimentality that I'm about to turn out, until I see the enthusiasm in Reza's eyes, the wait looks so real on this suddenly warm morning.