
Fiola and Mario get their dream wedding. Arnita who was part of it felt very proud, especially the dress she made had immediately stolen the limelight. Almost all netizens discuss Fiola dresses, and Arnita's name was immediately dragged because before this, Arnita was known to be the designer of the brand that Fiola popularized.
“Proudly?” restu surprised Arnita who was sitting next to him.
They are on the beach, special guests of the reception of both Mario and Fiola.
“Not proud anymore, ... until you can't speak.” Arnita looked at the loving husband in the middle of her two teary eyes.
Restu, holding Divani, smiled warmly and framed Arnita's left cheek with his right hand. He kissed the back of Arnita's nose, then rubbed the woman's stomach that was getting bigger and bigger.
Arnita's gestational age has entered the sixth month, but both Arnita including Restu did not experience the drama of cravings. Now only, those who are equally busy, do everything freely.
While focusing on watching Mario and Fiola chatting while chatting affectionately in front of there, Arnita gradually grabbed, grasping the right hand of Restu very tightly. “Remember, Mas? What was Fiola?”
“It feels like taking off a daughter on her own. Moreover, we both know, lately he often whines to me. Lately, our relationship is very close,” continued Arnita is still speaking softly as he who reached close his body to Restu.
“You are that special. That's why everyone is always comfortable with you,” said Restu.
“Si Fiola prettier yes,” ketus Devano. “Don't let Fiola sing again. Duh, dizzy me.” Putting on a flat face, he hurriedly stuffed his ears using a headset.
“Yes for Christ Brother. The president alone is not as sensitive as Brother,” said Restu while pinching Devano's nose and happened to be the boy sitting next to him.
Devano remains a duck and chooses to be busy playing games on his phone. Even though in front there, Fiola greeted several times, Devano just stared at his nemesis with a flat expression. Until when Devano's face was highlighted by the camera and filled every screen at the reception, Fiola, who was very anxious for the boy, immediately twisted.
“Vano, smile!” please Fiola.
Apart from the happiness of Fiola and Mario, of course the most unforgettable is the Mario family, and so far have made it accustomed to depending on Mario as a culture. Plus Mario who is married to an artist and also the son of a wealthy businessman. Of course, this fact makes the Mario family more glare.
“Should have not. It should be safe,” sure Restu, even though the seat next to them is inhabited by family from Mario.
But throughout his time together, Mario remained closer to the Fiola family. Maybe because despite always financing his family's life, Mario's relationship with his family is really only that limited without more relationships. Including a kind of respect, and never Mario can. Until now, Mario who was used to the Fiola family became much closer to his wife's family.
“If Fiola is also far from perfect, I think everything Mario can from Fiola including our good relationship as the Fiola family with him, like the most beautiful gift God deliberately prepared for him. Plus, Mario who is a child lover, finally can also be a wife and child,” obviously Restu still chatted intensely in the middle of a gust of wind quite strong that adorns the beach togetherness.
Arnita smiled warmly, feeling in agreement with the assumption of the husband. Right, marrying Fiola is like the most beautiful gift from God to Mario. Because from Fiola, Mario feels the beauty of what a family that has never been Mario feel.
“Children's lovers, his name is pedophile, right? It's not good, is it? Mr. Lukman said so, so I have to be very careful especially from strangers.” Devano looked at both of his parents' faces full of seriousness.
Restu immediately sighed tired as the man felt very overwhelmed with every question Devano lay. Another with Arnita who became busy restrained her smile. The smile that also immediately made Devano feel at home to look at him.
“Different again, Brother. I mean Papah, om Mario is loving little children. Not a bad pedophile to a small child.” Resty.
“But I read in my upperclassman's book, that pedophile is a child-lover and also a sex criminal!” yakn Devano's.
Restu who heard that reflex said, ”ADUH!”
“That's roughly, om Mario unfortunately because of venereal criminals too, no, huh? Duh, even though I feel sorry because he married the Fiola. Pity if she is pregnant like Mamah tuh, her stomach is big, heavy, later out Didin again! ” said Devano who even nagged.
“Bosen, Pah. Already back and forth watching! I am no longer a child. Fiola said, my sister will add more. I'm automatically getting old, right?” reply Devano.
“You're not old. The old one is Papah. That's it!” sure Restu, but it seems the silence of the son who immediately thought seriously, indeed because Devano doubted his reply.
“Darling, if the one in the kayak gini again, I think my head will be full of gray hair!” luh Restu's.
“Yes nothing, Pah. Later I unplug Papah's gray hair more easily, stay deforested quickly, right?!” Devano is very excited.
Divani is confused as to what really happened. His older brother was very noisy, his dizzy-looking face tended to be irritated, while the mama who wore a magenta dress like him, unceasingly held a smile.
Leaving Arnita and Restu's happiness troubled by Devano's all-knowing behavior, elsewhere, in special custody, Azelia is constantly teary-eyed. His empty gaze because his eyes were blind, making his look that no longer wore a veil while his head was filled with gray hair, became even more creepy.
“This world is really cruel. A blind man like me is still in custody, but Arnita is clearly wrong. It all started because Arnita trapped Mas Restu into sleeping with him!” inner Azelia.
Feeling fed up, Azelia gradually stood up. But soon after, she heard Sami's mother's voice.
“Li, let's go home, Li. Finally you are free as long as you are sincere, Li.” Sami's mother's voice rang.
“Why is everyone still asking me to be sincere,” said Azelia when the mother had arrived before her.
Sami's mother immediately took care of the princess who became unmanageable. “Ighfar, Li. It is time you realized your mistake. Do not let you regret it for the last time and at that time there is really no chance to just seek treatment. Don't let you like Kenz, who died roasted by his friends, after a gambling, drunk, even a woman's party at his house!”
Hearing that, Azelia who had just finished changing her clothes and it was back using a robe complete with a veil, instantly numb.
“Where, that means, Mah?” Azelia hoped, she just misheard. After all, Kenzo remains his first love. Kenzo is still the man who got him drunk. Yes, Kenzo may be a big zero in the affairs of the living treasure, but the affairs of the mind and satisfaction, the man remains an unforgettable one.
“One week ago, Kenz same his friends gambling, mabokan, bring a lot of women not right too. Kenz's house is on fire. Only the same hard material remains. That was because there was heavy rain that immediately extinguished the fire. Kenz's parents were also grilled inside the house. So, the neighbors of dawn-body has been excited because there are no eyewitnesses. Although still under investigation by the police on suspicion of deliberate action, Kenz's body and his friends could not be managed. Buried because it was stiff. Not very moral anyway.”
“Eat him, you don't get to kayak them. It is too late without a chance to repent. Now you just learn from Kenz. From the beginning, you were wrong. If indeed you want to blame, blame Sita and her mother. Blame yourself too, why did you even force Arnita to marry Restu. Why are you cheating on Ken so many times. What is really wrong Sita, Missya's mother, and especially you!”
After the chat, Azelia became seriously brooding. Azelia was horrified, but she also felt a grudge against Arnita and her friends.
“Wait here jerk off, Li. Mamah want to buy soto tripe bentar,” said Sami's mother who immediately left the princess alone with the father, while he entered the store soto tripe subscription there.
“Duh, Li. Mr. peed. Yuk you come to wait in front of the toilet, afraid here why-why,” Azelia's father, but Azelia immediately refused under the pretext, he would be much more embarrassed if he had to wait in front of a male toilet.
“Yes already, you are here, yes. Dad jerk, kok!” said Mr. Azelia who rushed to run because he was already very kebelet. He left Azelia in the parking lot in front of the shop soto tripe.
“Hah!” Azelia exhaled slowly. He remained next to his parents' motorbike because both of them spread it using the duck motorbike.
“Everything is really dark. I'm totally blind because of Arnita. I pray that Arnita dies soon. I pray that Arnita tragically dies!” azelia's resentment had no power to end her hatred for Arnita.
Shortly thereafter, from the front which was a big SPBU, the, an oil tank suddenly darted out of balance and hit Azelia who died on the spot as the blind woman's body was rinsed by the tank's right wheel.
Everyone who was surprised and had rushed to escape from the front area, became unable to stop goosebumps due to shock. Another with Azelia's parents who immediately hysterically found her son's body almost flat with tehel near the asphalt road there. Sami's mother immediately fainted, having previously dropped the pouch containing his soto. Surprisingly, only Azelia was hit. The old duck motor owned by his parents was still standing as it should when Azelia's father left him.