I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY

I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
Family Gathering


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It's nice to know that Ody's not acting any different after all this. He even still works in a company that is now under the control of the Lord even though it has not been inaugurated. Ajik said, waiting until the Lord really has absorbed everything that was taught by Ody.


It is likely that the inauguration will be carried out in conjunction with Birru's three-monthly ceremony. As always done by every family in Bali who have a baby. There is a special ceremony or celebration when the baby is three months old.


Seeing Ody tonight coming with his mom or I can call her Grandma Birru, I'm happy. Especially seeing his grandmother Birru who looks very anxious on Birru. They came to meet our dinner invitation from the Lord.


"Thank you, Nad, for being willing to conceive my granddaughter. Although you have to go through a lot of bad things before, but you are still strong" said grandmother Birru.


"It's also thanks to my husband, Grandma, if there's no him, maybe Nada can't survive either." I praise my strong husband.


Hehehe, the last night with him still looms over him and still makes the same sigh every time he remembers every detail of his best touch.


"Don't listen to him, Grandma. He just over-praises me. Because I'm sure, even without me, he'll survive. She loved that baby so much. And she's a great woman, strong."


Brother God who heard me praising him even back to praise me. But the word strong and great does not seem to be in Birru's business alone.


He must be teasing me, look out, brother.


"Ehem,, newlyweds yes ma'am. Be aware. Still like to praise each other." The prank made my cheeks meet red.


"It's not just a bride just dong biang. Next will be like this. Like a prick and ajik who although old still like to tease each other. Isn't that right, Jik??" sidang sela Dewa greeted laughter shy prick.


"You just open our cards." exclaimed Ajik.


Everyone laughed again until the family atmosphere was so felt. But not all laugh cheerfully at this family gathering. There was a soft laugh on one of the faces on this dining table.


Om Ody, I'm sorry Tone.


The atmosphere that was originally cheerful now turned into excitement when it moved to the family room where Birru became the main menu. The funny behavior of the child makes all the anxiety and excitement scrambling to give attention and affection.


Take turns holding each other and talking. My handsome baby is getting here I see inheriting the nose bangir om Ody. His whites are my legacy.


May his fate not inherit one of us. Let him grow up in a complete family of God. Don't be like me who has to lose my parents while I still need them. Extend the age of our god, so that we can accompany him until he finds his way of life and his soul mate.


And the soul mate thing, don't write down fate like his father did. Match her with a good girl who will only give her heart, soul and body to her.


I always call it a long prayer for Birru. My heart's jewels. But now, besides Birru and my new family, there may be one name I must mention in my prayer.


Give abundant happiness also to Ody god, he deserves to be happy. He is a good man who has been hurt too much. Let him be happy this time, God, give him a lot of laughter.


"Om, how's the Valencia aunt doing? Where does he live now? Nada suddenly misses him." I said when we got a chance to talk while everyone was busy with Birru.


Well, my strong husband is hehehe,,,, uh,,,


"Aren't you angry about that, baby?" tanya om Ody still calls me with the word dear and I hope it is a call of love only om and his nephew.


"Let's pass by. Everything has improved anyway. What else does Tone remember the bad? After all, aunty remains one of the meritorious people in my life."


"Come where he is now. After divorcing her, Om never even found out anything about her again. Bad om also at all do not give him the treasure gono gini." said om Ody impressed regretting his actions.


"Nada knows what om is. Maybe disappointed in your heart because all the aunt's work is too deep."


"If only he would sincerely change and learn to be better, maybe, um,,,"


"Om still in love with her?" cut me quick.


I know too well how Ody used to love Valencia auntie. How he always put it first in everything until he forgets himself. Om Ody loved aunty Valencia so much that he could never say no to her.


"Come away." The short answer was heard with a heavy sigh.


"Yes already,, Leave the affairs of a soul mate and heart to HIM only. HE is as good a determinant. Believe me, um," I just wanted to remind him that we still have God.


"You're right. Now I just want to focus on my son. Birru should get everything that's best from me, too. Didn't you??"


"Om sure. Om is his father." I'm no longer awkward to say.


Our conversation was stopped because of Birru's cries. The boy must have been tired of being attacked by the many affections of the many people who gripped him. Now he just needs his mother. I took the jewel of my heart and I brought it into the room to breastfeed.


This time the father does not need to follow first yes,,,


"Then we say yes. Birru is also tired it seems." said om Ody who saw me out of the room already without bringing Birru who I had slept in the room.


"alright. Often come here. Your son may not miss his father and grandmother." said Ajik straightforwardly without any burden.


"Yes father. We will come often. How could we linger so long not to come while the boy was so adorable. Exactly Ody during her baby." replied the Birru grandmother who I believe also said it without any ill intentions.


The show ended and each one returned to the room. And since Birru has fallen asleep, then do not ask what I and the Lord do.


Just imagine the sound of de*sahan and lenguh*an favors racing out of our lips. The sweat flooded our innocent bodies as a result of our new movement which made us both addicted.


"Sister dear Na." whispered the God-friendly brother every time he reached his peak.


And I'll just answer it with a sigh*an and a bite of my love on his white neck.


Beautiful married to the beloved, the single do not envy


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