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Since the incident that day, Amanda tried to be more patient with her babies. True said Arka, that it only takes one thing so that everything we live feels light.

Yes, a sincerity. Being sincere is difficult, but if we manage to apply it, everything will feel as light as cotton.

"Oeeeeek."

Azka cries, while Amanda is breastfeeding Afka. The newly arrived Arka from somewhere, directly carrying Azka.

"Darling, papa. Haven't got your milk yet, huh." asked Arka later.

"Udah, Ka. He was a bit long ago, too. Keep Afka awake, cry."

"Koq Azka crying like not yet given milk?"

"Regular playing victim." said Amanda later. Both are now laughing.

"You had a pump?" ask Arka.

"It."

Amanda pointed at the ASI she had pumped, but only a bottle. Because his son woke up and immediately he suckled.

Arka then grabbed the milk bottle containing the ASI, and gave it to Azka who still looked hungry. Azka immediately hit the bottle of milk, looking into her father's eyes.

"Laper really papa's son, abis very power. Kayak abis built civilization." said Arka who made Amanda choke hold back laughter.

"Well, what does the doctor say?"

"You can already go home from the first day of birth, you have no tears. But I'm the one who's afraid, afraid you're the reason why. Fear of children also still need treatment, or there are things we must ask about how to care for them. That's why I put it here first. But now if you want to go home, it's okay. We're here a few days."

"Well, if so, I want to go home. Let's get some rest."

"Yes already. Children's clothes at home, I moved to the penthouse. Housewives give gifts, they ask you."

"Oh yeah, what do you keep saying?"

"I promise them, we'll bring the kids to that house sometime."

Amanda smile.

"Let's take the kids there, if it's a bit edgy."

Arka nodded.

"Oh yes, Ka. I'm on the road again, coming here." said Amanda.

"Mother herself?" ask Arka.

"No, same papa, same Rianti as well."

"Koq mom didn't tell me."

"You told me." said Amanda.

Shortly afterwards Arka's mother arrived, along with her stepfather and also Rianti. They brought gifts for their grandchildren and nephews. When entering the room, the atmosphere of joy was felt. They hugged me full of.

"Mom can't you carry it, Amanda?" mother Arka asked, when they had finished chatting and asked each other the news.

"Yes can dong, ma'am. It's a mother's grandson, a father's grandson, Rianti's niece." Amanda said later.

Not long ago, both parents Arka was already seen holding their grandchildren. Baby Azka and baby Afka opened their eyes, then glanced at their grandmother and Grandpa with a sinister glance. They all laughed when they saw the funny thing.

"That's a damn, deck." Amanda's mocking the baby. One of them turned and looked cynically at Amanda, again and again they all laughed.

Amanda and Arka decided to go home the next day. The babies were immediately taken to the penthouse and occupied their rooms that had previously been cleaned by the Ark.

"Welcome home, my dear mother."

Amanda put Afka in the baby box on the right, while Arka put Azka on the baby box on the left side. The two babies had been awake since then, but they did not cry.

"Hi."

Arka drew closer to Amanda, the woman smiled.

"Hi too."

"I love you." said Arka.

"I love you too."

***

In a towering office building. A man seemed silent, as a woman walked in and sat near him.

"Your grandson, who came from the seed of the poor man, was born, and you want to do what?"

Rachel asked her husband who was sitting quietly glued, while Amman did not budge at all. Only his breathing and the blink of his eyes, which indicates that he is still alive. The entire joint feels stiff, starting from the time the news about Amanda gave birth to sticking out and into her WhatsApp page.

Out of nowhere Rachel knew this, which obviously did not make Amman happy in the least. He has two male grandchildren, which means he has inherited all the wealth he has. Although Amanda may refuse, Amman can empower both of her grandchildren.

But, it was not such a grandchild that he wanted. Why did her father have to be a man of ordinary class like Arka, why did Amanda not choose a successful man who has power. At least have the same company as his. At least their companies can join forces, and form a new force in the face of business competition.

Amanda herself hangs out with many company leaders, even among them many are young. Why the choice should fall to Arka. Which is even a new actor, not so famous, and not so rich enough. For Amman, this was the heaviest blow he had ever suffered. How could Amanda possibly ignore her reputation and surname.

While on the other hand, Vera is Amman's lover who is currently pregnant. He sends many gifts to Amanda and Arka, he is happy for the birth of the couple's baby.

Amanda felt no problem with Vera, so she was grateful for the gift of the woman.

"Go and observe the young man's family, find out more."

Amman orders Rachel to do something, and Rachel leaves the room. Shortly after Vera came in, the woman was now talking to Amman.

"The baby is innocent, they're your grandchildren" Vera said.

"Don't interfere."

"I'm not meddling, I'm just reminding. That they're not wrong about this."

Amman sighed, then left his own room. As if reluctant to listen to Vera's message further.

***

"Bro."

Rio video call with Arka.

"Hey, bro." replied Arka with a smile.

"Where are my children" Rio said later.

Arka walked and went into her children's room.

"More." Arka shows one of her babies falling asleep in the box.

"Who is this?" ask Rio again.

"This is Afka, the mollabor.

"Which one?"

"Now, get the other one. This is Azka the kepo, the stayer."

Arka shows Azka's face.

"Hahaha, this one looks more like elo, bro. If Afka is like her mother."

"Yes, this one is also strong staying up like me. His mother wanted to sleep could not mute. His mother crushes, he cries. Turn her mom up, she's diem. Don't ask for milk, don't ask for anything, just want to be won by the doang."

"Kayak lo if staying up late, must really wake me up. I sleep sometimes."

Both are laughing now.

"Where else, bro?" ask Arka.

Rio showed someone beside him, it turned out to be Liana. Liana waved her hand with a smile, Arka smiled back and asked the news of the woman. The conversation melted, until Rio finally said goodbye and hung up the phone.

While in an office, Rio's working father receives a call from his ex-wife. Namely Rio's mother who since a dozen years ago has been married to another man.

"Andri, you're how the hell take care of Rio. Childhood is left close to women who are impregnated by many people, I don't want Rio to marry the same ex."

"Inneke, Liana's a rape victim. Stop cornering the victim by looking at them with one eye. After all there is no such thing as an ex, humans are not goods. You are a fellow woman, but his mouth seems to have no feelings. What if you think about it being reversed, if Liana was our child and she experienced it. Keep him close to the man who wants to accept him, but his mother the man talk like your model gini. Doesn't break your heart. Your son was a victim, insulted."

Inneke.

"Rio's an adult, he knows what's right and what's wrong. He knows the risks of his own choices. So stop assuming he's a kid who still needs to be taken care of. You left him for another man, a dozen years ago. Now you're so pretentious you told me about watchfulness."

Rio's father then turned off the phone.