IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 81. PEPET ANTIPUTIC SYSTEM

Regret because of the actions of Bian who allegedly meddled with Michael, now faded already. Malya clenched her body tightly, she no longer wanted to lose her Biantara Cakra.

"Yuk road. Later too late, afraid of traffic jams, dear," whispered Bian, though his eyes still closed enjoying intimacy while gently stroking Malya's head covered in hijab.

Malya looked up, the dark brown netra met a dark bead of eyes as calm as night which was also staring at her. "Love you, Mas," said Meeza's mother, putting a glimpse of the kiss on her husband's lips.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Bian held back the nape of Malya in order to deepen the romantic action triggered by Meeza's mother.

The look of love is radiated by the sparkling eyes of the two men. The light of happiness is now theirs, hoping that its rays will be able to illuminate the path of the future, while the cloud ambushes the space where the dwelling of the dream treads the earth.

The charming smile both sent a new pace when the old ark sailed back. The Cakra couple left the homeland for a moment, in order to enjoy intimacy with gratitude as well as tadabur nature, admiring the creation of the Power.

On flights to southwestern India, the Maldives or the Maldives.

Malya leaned spoiled on Bian's stocky arm when she saw their travel brochure. The two lay in a first-class cabin, curled up in the same blanket.

"April high season means yes. Rame dong," said Malya still reading a row of words on glossy paper.

"He em's. But we rented a resort near the lagoon, honey. Around the more private island of maafushi. Go there with a jet ski for about twenty minutes," said Bian. Her fingers felt how soft Malya's facial skin was. He then shuffled to hug Meeza's mother because drowsiness began to come.

"Bobok yuk, we'll be until dawn. Look at the sunrise, on the way to the resort," added daddy Meeza began to close his eyes.

Her right arm was coiled over Malya's belly while the husband's handsome face, touching the niche of her neck as well as her cheeks. Malya starts putting down their travel brochure, securing the position and overtaking Bian.

Nine hours of being in the air, in a steady rag that sent comfort, made Malya very satisfied to enjoy her rest.

Bian had awakened first, so he had a chance to look at the satisfied face of ayu who had escaped his net attention. The sensual lips covered the smile, many times affixing the kiss on the forehead even though it was slightly covered by the hijab.

"Honey, get ready to get up, yuk. Flight attendant has started to travel ... Al," whispered Bian, gently stroking the sleeves not covered in blankets. She rubbed it up and down slowly for Malya to feel warm.

"Al, that's pules. No matter what, settle here because there you will not be able to sleep," Kekeh Bian. This time landed a lot of kisses on the lips of Meeza's mother.

Ayu woman was disturbed, she wriggled to coincide as officers asked them to prepare to sit upright again.

"What time, Mom?" malya asked as she rubbed her eyes as Bian helped her get up.

"Hour three" said the man. Bian then busy wearing Malya shoes to fix Meeza's hijab mother. Before long, the plane began to land slowly touching the earth of Male, the capital of the Maldives.

The Cakra couple is spoiled by the scenery as they head to their resort. The cold wind greeting makes Bian embrace his wife tightly, worried that Malya will feel cold because this is the woman's first trip to an area like this.

Bian brought all their equipment with the help of lodgers when he touched one of the bungalows above the sea. Malya was amazed, when she saw the middle of the room with a glass floor so that all the marine animals she could see without difficulty snorkeling.

Daddy Meeza, pulling Malya's body towards the back side of their unit, enjoys the crisp orange tinge.

"Maa Allah, Mommy." Malya was amazed at the panorama she saw. The miracle of God feels very close and real.

"God, my eyes are more beautiful" whispered Bian. His hands began to guerrilla from behind the hijab.

The man who has been trying to hold back the surge since in the apartment bathroom, seemed satisfied to explore the coolness in the deck, although Malya asked him to be patient because he was enjoying the sunrise.

"Can't anymore" whispered Biantara, with a longing gaze.

"Body first. You've set the prayer time, right?" malya asked, turning half her body to face Bian.

The Horizon Heir just nodded, he broke down a hug then pulled Malya's arm to follow her for a congregational dawn.

"Both two dresses, Mas. And wait a minute, I take a bath first" said Malya as they rose to their feet to perform the worship of the sun.

"Hem." Bian answered as necessary, he tried to be patient.

Perhaps only the units belonging to the Cakra couple seemed uninhabited because other tourists began to enjoy the presentation of the natural beauty of the Maldives that morning.

This one bungalow is getting hot because of the activities that occur in it. Many times Malya asked for a pause but what power the man increasingly dominates to make the body of makeup more fluid.

The contents of the suitcase did not have Malya jamah until three days later, he just went back and forth using the bathrobe. Mother Meeza remembered Fathia's message and now began to regret having followed the advice of the Kusuma family.

"Massage yes, Al. Let your body be good," whispered Bian, enjoying the softness of Malya's open shoulders and back.

"No ah. Just want to sleep. Massage is free, I battered again later," said Malya, with a raucous voice resisting sleepiness. All parts of his body are painful and painful due to the actions of the husband.

Biantara laughed crisply. "You're too upset, anyway," said Bian, still anxious about him.

This afternoon he'll let go of Malya for a moment. Let the woman sleep soundly after the speeding system like a night bus, for three days.

Daddy Meeza unloads their suitcases, changes clothes and exits the back door down the stairs to snorkel for a moment while relaxing nerves.

...***...

Indoneszian.

Beatrice asks doctors to prepare additional supplements and nutrients for the dream daughter-in-law's granddaughter to get Malya pregnant again.

Mardiah, who had moved into the Biantara Cakra residence, nodded enthusiastically with Beatrice's plans. Even the two agreed to cram Malya stamina-boosting nutrients when they came home later.

Meeza who was cool to play with the grandfather also chuckled amused when he saw his two grandmothers giggling indistinctly.

The Cakra and Haji Syakur families who were chatting in the living room, suddenly startled by the voices of Andreas and Maria, came with their son.

"Hi, Grandma," said Andrew to Beatrice on Mary's side.

Beatrice responded only as necessary so Mardiah took over the chat.

"Bian agreed, right? when done?" andreas said after the chatter of his bases.

Beatrice sighed. "His tenure is three months away. Be patient so that your reputation is not destroyed in front of the board of directors. Bian will keep his promise" said the founder of Cakrawala.

"Hem. Okay. I will only occasionally visit Horizon Corp. All I control from England because Mary is more comfortable there" Andreas said. His gaze fluttered as if scanning something.

"As far as you are. Most importantly take care of our assets" Beatrice added. Mardiah who did not understand chose to retreat on the grounds of calling a maid to prepare a dish for their guests.

"Don't bother Bian anymore. You guys are happy. He gave up on you. Like Briandana who always pulled over for Anne. We're not against it if your mom's on track. Antonio promised to follow Anne, not the other way around. We feel deceived. But, forget it, it's the past" Beatrice said.

Andreas actually knew this from the longest occupant of the Mansion, Lilis who was a confidant of Beatrice. Late, the wound was crusty after decades of untouchable explanation.

Maria was silent, clutching tightly to her son who was now five months old. Hope Beatrice receives her great-granddaughter's presence.

"What's his name?" beatrice asked Maria, her gaze no longer as fierce as before.

"Alexy Valent."

Maria handed Alexey into Beatrice's lap as the two arms stretched out to welcome her great-grandson.

"Add the name of the chakra in the middle. She's my great-grandson, too" Beatrice added, kissing the baby boy's cheek in the lap.

"Well, Grandma," Andreas replied smiling faintly as he rubbed the knee of Mary sitting beside him resting on a leg.

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...Andreas and Beatrice part 2 done...