I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
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🌸Pov Ody🌸

Allowed to hug and hold Birru alone it feels very happy especially I am also recognized as his biological father. Regardless of all the stories and mistakes of that one night, both I, Nada and Dewa agreed to just remember it once and will never talk about it again.

"I promise I will never discriminate my love for Birru and our children. Birru remains our first child and that will never change."

I will always keep that promise from God. It is okay if in this life I am required to give up and release the Tone for him, who knows later,, in another life, we will be reunited.

Halu it's a little okay,,,

About my heart?? Do I still need to discuss it again? The pain and pain is still very pronounced but every smile etched on the face of Nada and Birru makes this gaping wound shrink and dry.

Maybe Nada was right, we were both just lost in the valley of love. The love that we thought was really love, in fact it might just be an ordinary affection. That's how I keep on suing myself. Try to divert the heart and mind from that one name.

Forget that!! Again, maybe Nada is right. I'll be fine as time goes on. Birru's future is much more important to me to think about. Wasn't it all this time, the presence of the son I was so looking forward to?

So focus on Ody, just focus on Birru.

"Where could that be?? Mama how?? How are you too?? Why is that kid so selfish and not thinking about you??"

Mama protested when I came home and told her everything. He assumed that this peace agreement between the three of us was very detrimental to me.

"Well, if the kangen child must be detained first? Yes, if you want to play with grandchildren also have to be detained first??" my mother continued with her protest.

"After all, you love her, right?? Why don't you fight??" mama kept looking for me.

And I just smiled,,,, and,,,

"True, Ody loved her even though now Ody also doubted what kind of love Ody actually had. But it feels,, seeing and letting go of a happy life with a trustworthy person is a relief" I replied.

"Yes but Birru,,,"

"Birru will be fine and someday he will still know who his real father is. We will never cover this fact from him. Ody doesn't want him to hate me if Ody keeps forcing Ody's will on his mother, ma. Imagine what would Birru be if Ody continued to dispute with God and Nada?? Ody just doesn't want Birru to be the victim. Once enough he's the victim of both of our mistakes, don't repeat them."

"Come on, Ody, I don't think you've been able to accept all of your explanations." Mom gave up.

"Sometimes my mom will understand. Now, what's important is that you already have a grandchild. Smile first, dong, congratulate your son." I hug mom spoiled.

"Based on the spoiled child," mama hit me softly on my hand that was coiled around her body.

"Whose son was it??"

"Mama's son of course. Dong has spoiled the pot. You are old. He's already a father. Cook still spoiled like this mama?? Not ashamed of your granddaughter??" kelakar mom.

"Come on, ma, Ody is so happy today." I let go of my arms.

Mama looked at me inside. Looking for lies or purplishness in my face.

"Congratulations son." Clear droplets flowed soaked cheeks that are no longer tight.

I didn't answer and just hugged her back. Sharing my taste with people who eat more salt acid in the world and have given birth to me this makes me feel not alone living the twists and turns of life.

Matrimony business, let me leave it to the owner of the living scenario. What matters now is that I will only do my best to be Birru's father.

And to myself, I really don't want anything else. All this is enough.

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🌸Pov Nada🌸

Making peace with Ody makes this heart relieved. All the burden squeezed the chest all this time as if lost somewhere. Now I feel reborn. It is like an empty cup ready to be filled.

"Smile your own smile. It's crazy for being too in love with your sister, isn't it??"

A distinctive voice belonging to the figure who is now more powerful enthroned on the throne of my heart is heard and makes me look. A sweetest smile I've carved for her.

"Thank you." I said.

"Same as Na. Brother is happy that Na keeps smiling like this. I promise I will always try to make Na never cry. Enough Birru who likes to cry hehehe,," he said when arriving the sound of crying Birru sounded.

It made me laugh and hit her chest softly. But my movements even made my hand restrained in his grasp.

"Na, thank you for choosing my sister." she looked at me.

I smiled again but this time my smile became unfree because the face of the Lord's sister was getting closer. Closer and no longer distance. I close my eyes and all I feel is now just a chewy object that feels sweet and the middle of other chewy objects that force into my lips.

A movement that was disturbing but I unconsciously opened my lips. Letting that blunt thing slip in and dance inside. Exploring everything inside. Twist,, sweep, and do whatever you like.

Till,,,

"Dew,, Nada, what are you doing?? It was Birru blubbering on." the noise behind our bedroom door was heard and made us finish our activities.

Geez, so his grooves were kissed by the Lord, I forgot myself, hehehe,,, I,,,

Immediately I approached Birru and brother Dewa opened the door of the room to convey to the biang that Birru is fine. Biang is certainly worried that his favorite grandson is crying.

After being relieved to know his grandson was okay, the baby left. Brother Dewa approached me who was in trouble about to breastfeed Birru. His fighting moves made it difficult to put him in the right position. Several times the peak of my path slipped from her tiny lips.

"Let brother help."

My cheeks met red when the God's feet began to correct the position of Birru's lips. It feels like just this time showing this brownish round thing of mine to someone else let alone a man.

Actually it's been that night, but the drunk and dark conditions will not make the eyes too clearly see.

"When can a sister who breastfeeds yes,, Cook Birru directly? My sister is also healthy. Can you, please,,,?"

"Bo,, Bo, Bo,, I can," I stammered and my cheeks must have been like a boiled crab.

"When?? Later tonight??" the eyes of the Lord sparkled and I could not bear to refuse them.

I also nodded in agreement.

"Yeessss,,, take strong medicine first so you can ten rounds."

Oh my God, my dear, I was talked to like that,,,

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