Indira charms
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The Aqiqah nilam and rida events, the son of Andara and rista, are conducted simultaneously.

there was a hue of happiness from both of their extended families, Andara stared at Rida lovingly.

"First love father, I fear you will leave father with another man, son"Andara kissed the two cheeks of a steely rida like a mangrove.

rista and the two rida elder brothers simply shook their heads.

"definitely father.rida must have gone with another man.it may not be with us continue"dalfi said he was unhappy with his father's words.

"bun.create another project yuk...."Andara smiled as she glanced towards the dalfa and dalfi who were staring at her and made rista pat her forehead.

"wait 5 years well, the suture is not dry yet"rista pouted irritated with Andara.

"iya bun.later.important the project is clear"Andara again upset her core family.

Gumilang stared at the indira, Gumilang did not want to get pregnant and give birth again if it would endanger his own life.

"we raise the patchouli together, baby.mas will not sue you"

"iya Yanda.iya.iya.sorry me yes..I was never honest what mas..about my disease, until finally my face must look the same everyone "

indira sighed.

"It doesn't matter honey, it's not intentional.mas isn't angry..."

Since everyone in the hospital saw the face of the indira, many who want his face like that, very beautiful.that is indira a specialist doctor of internal medicine, not only physical beauty, his soul is also beautiful. indira is not arrogant with the beauty at his disposal, wherever indira always instills his praiseworthy attitude, indira is always polite and friendly, even indira is not angry if something makes him upset.

Indira and their small family moved to Bandung, the cool beautiful atmosphere makes the little patchouli very happy.

Time passed quickly, Gumilang opened a branch of health equipment companies throughout Indonesia, because of its busyness, the communication of the two is almost not intertwined.

indira is busy with his lectures and research, but still can care for patchouli, sometimes even the patchouli indira brought to accompany him.

Little Nilam was four years old, patchouli played more with his mother than his father, Gumilang more focus spread his wings in the business company.

That afternoon, Indira did not realize that his suitcase was exchanged with a man, indira and patchouli had left the airport.

Many times called but the owner of the suitcase was not there, finally the man took his suitcase to the hotel where he would stay.

"Assalamualaikum mas lam.i Akhtar..i have been in the lobby of the hotel nusantara mas" said the man named Akhtar to contact a business friend who will meet at the hotel this afternoon.

"waalaikumsalam mas Akhtar.wait yes.I will go there" said someone.

In the hotel lobby, Akhtar sat on a chair while removing his legs.

Degs...Gumilang was surprised, the suitcase brought by his business friend was similar to his suitcase indira.

"Siang mas.i am Gumilang night"Gumilang greeted and shook hands with Akhtar, but both eyes were still focused on the suitcase held by Akhtar.

Akhtar laughed, seeing Gumilang not looking at him.

"Why do you keep staring at my suitcase.it is clear that this suitcase does not have me" Akhtar smiled.