MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
EPISODE THIRTY-FIVE

Does this happen because several times I change the story that has been outlined to impact on my future life? I once changed the circumstances where my Junior High friends moved schools and even moved cities because of bullying. Then, his sister Firman, could even live on after I entered the life where He should have died from falling from one of the amusement park rides. Lastly, the story of Anton Darmawan who turned out to have a dark side in the family. Then... Did Word die young because of the exchange of lives that had to be paid because I was trying to save his sister? So how can I eliminate the life of the Word when he is the most meritorious friend in my life so far? For Laila, though now He can forget the Word and start a new life with Anton, but having the bad luck of having a traffic accident with the Word must have made Laila so traumatized and immediately down when the name of the Word I call. Hhh...

Ali is still thinking about all the possibilities that are happening in his life.

He was stunned, seeing a two-story minimalist house. Small size indeed. Not a hundred square meters. But Keti said this is the house that Ali built three years ago. Precisely after the business of buying and selling iron-old iron increasingly successful and reached the top.

It turns out that at the age of twenty-three, Ali who always persevered to continue his father's business as a scavenger began to encroach into recycling garbage collectors for injections of funds from Anton Darmawan.

His life has changed.

It will get better in the future.

But He also had a great sense of guilt for not being able to make the Word happy.

Remember their childhood days.

Word that has given a signal that he likes Laila even though the possibility of Ali was no less liked but did not dare to show it.

Apparently, they were dating too.

There is also happiness that the Word receives even though He must finally face the Almighty first to leave Ali, especially Laila. Firman was dating Laila.

"How many years have they been dating, Ket?"

"Kat Ket Ket! Isha! Why the hell are you? Usually call me Bibub. Now Ket! What the hell is it, Li? Why is it like this?"

Ali gulped.

Keti looks very windy with a flat face but creepy mimic.

"Sorry, Bib_Bibub!" ali stammered.

Their call sounds adorable. Of course, the pink hue on Ali's face because he realized now he was a husband of a beautiful woman who was six months pregnant.

"Please, Pup!"

"Huhh?!?"

From pink, Ali's face turned a dead red.

Keti unzipped the back of her dress while giving a bottle of hand and body lotion.

"Please,..."

Keti turned his back on Ali as if asking for something.

"A_what?" ali asked with a strangled voice.

"As usual, my skin since I was pregnant became very sensitive. Quick dry also easy redness like irritation."

Ali swallowed his saliva.

He was nervous and groggy. Until he dropped the lotion bottle to roll under the bed.

"I changed the gloves yeah, uh bentar. Pup, please open the br4 hook, dong!"

Knee slump Ali held his libido which immediately increased drastically.

"A mm gi_gini?"

Hands trembling until sweating. His chest was rumbling, his heart was also frowning.

Duhh, Mom! Why Ket, make me deg-deg ser?!? Haish, is this a sin? But, but we are legal husband and wife. This isn't the jinah ding it should be. Chosen it! Njiiir!!! I just wanted the original 20 years. But now he is told to be a prospective father. Aduuhh, I swear this scene makes me a bad sutris! O my God! Duh...

Ali squatting. He picked up the lotion that had just fallen off and got back on his feet.

"Yassalam!' said spontaneity.

Keti smiled widely while fidgeting teasing him by playing the sarong cloth down and up until part of his chest opened and dazzled Ali's eyes.

"Later to catch a cold! You're wayward!" sudang Ali tried to tidy up the sheath that Keti was wearing.

Ali's eyes gasped.

Keti's hand guided Ali's fingers to hold her distended stomach which detected a prospective human being residing in her womb.

"God willing!"

Ali was dreaming. Really can not believe the right feel on the stomach where a fetus is moving agile right and left. It's like being on the ball.

His eyes looked directly at Keti. As soon as he regained consciousness, Keti still did not remove the contact lens.

"Keti, if you want to sleep the lens open first, Neng! Danger, tau!"

Pluks.

Ali's shocked. Keti hit her shoulder hard.

"Pippup! I'm so happy today! I could never wear contact lenses! Though really keen! It's even cut on that kayak. Really done?!"

"Huh? Is this a real color eyeball? Isn't your eyeball blue green?"

"Pipup??? Ali Akbar bin Mr Agus??? You're no longer the amethyst, are you?!?"

"Yeah!!! Today I'm really in a daze!!! I swear, I'm so dizzy!"

"What are you thinking about? The cost of our son? Everything is covered well, right? The savings are more than enough. Twenty-five million for a normal birth is still lacking. Afraid of less if there is anything? I've got another stash of money. Just calm. Insha Allah is quite koq!"

That much money? I have? Wuaaa.. It turns out I can be cool too!

"Wait on! I can have that much money what is the result of selling heritage houses in the village of my late father?"

"Astaghfiullah! Pipup!!! Your father still has you said the deceased?!? What the hell are you? Where did you enter jin iprit??? Kyaa! Abaghfirullahal... No, you're not my husband!?!"

Keti looks panicked.

He began to realize that the Ali he married was not Ali who was now sitting on the bedside.

This Ali looks geeky and innocent.

Unlike her husband Ali gragas who would immediately invite him to play when Keti teased him with a sarong earlier.

"Who are you???" ask Keti fear.

"I'm Ali, Keti! Ali Akbar's! I swear to God!"

"Bu_no!"

"It's Me Ali Akbar!"

"What is your birth date, month and year?"

"August ten two thousand three. Of course I know!"

"If I?"

"Huhuh? You?!?"

Ow hell! I swear I don't know what day and date Keti was born! This is the hardest question.

"Java!!!"

"Forget. Sorry, Honey!"

"Forgotten??? You said you forgot??? How can you forget, even though it is you who always remember the historic dates in our lives. Our wedding date, how much?"

Ali's face was pale pias for a moment.

How do I know, Ket, when are we getting married!?! Hiks, the question is getting here more and more!

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