
"Dear"
"What Mas? Shouts yell at the forest" said Anista
"Here" Yudha patted the empty space beside her "There's something I want to talk to you about"
Anista walked over to Yudha who was sitting on the sofa of the family room. My son is asleep because it is already night.
"What's up?" Ask Anista
"What's Evan's name? He doesn't have a birth certificate, does he?"
Anista shook his head slowly "Not yet. The birth certificate must have a marriage certificate"
"Well, that's him, so whose name is Evan?" Ask Yudha again
"Yes Evan Mas, that's Abah who gave me a name. I didn't think of his full name" Anista said casually
Yudha sighed, he had guessed that his wife did not name her son properly and correctly.
"Yes, let me give him his full name"
Anista nodded because Yudha was his real father and was entitled to Evan.
"I'll give him the name Hervanio Walton. Still called Evan or Hervan" Yudha said
"God. Very good Mas, different yes if Evan has become his son you are pantes that name. But, if it's still just a child I'm not pantes" said Anista cheerfully
Yudha rolled a lazy eyeball, his wife is really plain and stupid.
"Hmmm"
It feels like Yudha is also lazy to face his wife who is too innocent or stupid. What was the difference when Evan was his son and now he's your son? Evan is my son and he's.
"I will have our wedding reception the day after tomorrow" Yudha said
Anista was immediately shocked "Huh..Not a fit, huh? You just said last night, it's the day after tomorrow"
Yudha pinched his wife's cheek "I've been taking care of her preparations from before we got married. Did you forget? By the time we got married yesterday and postponed the reception it was all half-preparation. So, everything's been done for the past week"
Anista breathes out "Hmm. But...."
"But what, honey?" Yudha asked before Anista finished his speech
"I'm still not ready to accept the consequences" Anista said
Yudha held onto both of Anista's shoulders and twisted Anista's body to face her "Dengerin me!"
"Whatever people say about you. Never mind them, you have to get used to the mouth of people who don't like our lives"
"They're just jealous and want to find trouble with us. Anyway you just need to be loyal to me and don't mind what people say"
As soon as Yudha explained and gave understanding to the wife. Yudha knew what his wife was afraid of.
However, Anista had to get used to the mouth of such a person.
Being the companion of a young entrepreneur who is quite famous in the public must be prepared to accept all the consequences. And Yudha was convinced that his wife could definitely face all the trials and obstacles that they might face in the future.
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The reception was held so grand and lively. It never occurred to Anista that she would become a queen a day like this.
For him to be able to support his father and son alone is very grateful. Even Anista had a dream to get married and become a queen for a day. It's not this fancy either. It was really beyond her expectations.
Your plan is the best for my life. Thank you God.
Tesss...
A single tear should flow down her cheek. Soon he wiped it with his hand. Now is the time to be happy, not sad.
Quite a lot of guests who come and go to greet the bride and groom with various do'a they say. There were also many beautiful women who looked at Anista cynically and seemed unwilling if Yudha married her.
Evan and Sapphira also look cheerful with her Grandma and Isni. The two little ones looked so adorable with the neat clothes they were wearing in matching colors.
Everything seemed happy, as did Hasna who had just come with her younger brother. The girl looks doubtful as she is about to enter the building where Anista and Yudha's wedding reception is live.
See how that comes mostly from the top. Even the clothes they were wearing also looked so expensive. If it wasn't for Anista inviting him and begging him to come at this event. Maybe Hasna won't come to this show.
"Come on, brother, won't you come in?" Ask Hisham
"But Sham, Brother is ashamed" said Hasna
Hisham sighed, "O Brother is not sure, if we just go back to the house"
Hasna shook her head slowly "Don't! We came a long way here. Time not to come in? We just have to thicken our faces to get inside. In the past, we also often come to classy events like this"
"Hmmm"
If you have discussed his past, then Hisham will look cold and lazy to discuss the dark period. The lives of her and her brother even had to change by one hundred and eighty degrees.
Yes, his life was not this sad. The family is quite distinguished and also the life is almost near perfect.
All right, just need to congratulate Anista and get out of this party.
"Let's go in"
Hasna took Hisham's hand and walked into the hall of the building, where the event was held.
Two brides who look so happy. Their faces seemed to glow exuding the happiness they were feeling right now.
"Nist, congratulations on your marriage. May we be a happy family"
Hasna hugged Anista while stroking her back, like an older sister congratulating her on her sister's wedding day and it moved Anista.
"Thank you Na, until whenever you tea is still an angel sent by God to help me" Anista said
The eyes of both of them had already started to look glassy, a feeling of harrumph in their hearts. Like two women who are met with almost the same personality makes both of them like siblings.
The two women let go of their embrace. Hasna congratulated Yudh. Anista looked at the cold and flat-faced boy.
However, for people who experienced the same thing with him would know if the boy had already borne the burden of heavy money and too many injuries he had faced so far.
"Happy Nist Tea" he said, kissing the backs of Anista and Yudha's hands in turn.
"Thank you Syam"
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A novel about Bima and Hasna.. How's it? Want to read it, no ??