MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
EPISODE EIGHTY-THREE

I'm, uh, gonna marry Laila this week?

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The ringing tone on Ali's phone in his pants pocket made him gasp.

Laila called!

"Hallo, Laila!?"

...[.Where is ali? Why haven't you come yet? Isha! I've been waiting for you here! You why? The kids again the reason? Should I go to your house? Did Keti leave the house?]...

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His longing for Laila paid off in full hearing her melodious voice wooing.

But her heart ached, Laila said something that hurt Ali's feelings.

The kids again the reason? Keti already raised her legs? How can Laila say that cruel while Keti is my wife who has given me two cute children. Oh my... It turns out forbidden love is really blinding.

"All right, I'm waiting for you here!"

Only one sentence was spoken by Ali in response.

To meet outside the house with Laila, Ali doesn't know the way.

It is also not ready to see the outside world in 2034. Eleven years later in the current year that Ali is running should be.

"Sir..."

"You go back to the room, ma'am. Take care of Kiano and Alya. I.. will wait for Laila to come to this house."

Lala nodded as she walked into the room.

Ali sighed as he spread his gaze around the room.

Thisismyhome? My firm with Keti who was married for more than five years? Then... didn't I marry Laila first in real life? Why is Keti the first? Is this really my real life?

Ali hit his head.

The sound of the motor stopping, right in front of the house.

"That must be Laila!" exclaim Ali while moving to the living room and...

How surprised he was to see Laila now standing at the door.

Laila is still as beautiful and sexy as ever. But now, with astounding conditions.

"Original..."

Laila went inside the house. Hugged Ali's silent body tightly.

"Chelle..."

As paid for the thirst of his yearning that was like dozens of full moons did not meet Laila.

Ali exhaled somewhat relieved, because he saw the look of a face that disappeared some time.

"Your stomach." Ali said as he pointed towards Laila's large bulging stomach.

"Why? Still want to shirk responsibility by marrying me?"

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Like being hit by a big hammer. Ali's chest hurts.

"That..., my son?"

"How many times have I told you, and how many times have you admitted it. Then should I take this exam alone just because you've married Keti?"

"Chelle..."

Ali's confused. Ali perplexity.

Two beautiful women. Both wanted to have it completely.

There was a sense of pride, but then it disappeared into deep remorse given how heavy his responsibilities would be later on. Two children from Keti, and one child that Laila will give birth to.

Lordy! Is this my destiny?

Ali swallowed his saliva.

It was great that God gave him the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of the mortal world. Which is clearly just a mirage. Only momentary pleasure is turned into prolonged sadness.

Is this my destiny? Is this a prophecy that Mbah Kandut once said in advance at his home divination stand at the night market?

Ali breathed again.

Laila's eyes glared at him.

"Our child is predicted to be male. Isn't that what you dreamed of? Having a first son in order to take care of his younger siblings later if they grow up. You fantasized about it in a treehouse when we were teenagers."

Termangu.

Instantly he missed the tree house that his late father made in childhood.

"Where's keti?" laila asked after a long silence waiting for Ali's cold response to petrify.

"Keti go, leave me and the kids. And, the letter."

Ali showed me a piece of paper lying on the middle room table.

Laila casually walked towards the table and grabbed the paper with Keti's handwriting.

"Keti retreats from this arena of triangular relations."

Ali did not answer Laila's words.

His mind was still in a rage because Keti left.

"Origin! Ali!!"

"Yes?"

Ali was shocked.

Laila. Laila hugged Ali again with a long sigh.

"Finally. We'll finally be together. God turned out to have given us clue since childhood if we are a mate."

Ali was silent again.

One side he is happy because he will be with Laila. But the other side was sad because Keti decided to leave.

Truly greedy man himself, Ali was well aware of the ugliness of his heart that wanted the two women to stand straight beside him.

Is this the advice of Mbah Kandut who told me to be fair to these two women? That is, so that they don't ruin my life like this? How can I flank the hands of both of them to keep going together?

2034 Years? Now I live in the year 2034. Then this is my chance to change my life line destiny. So that I can be with Keti and Laila. So that both of them can stand up straight beside me. I should be able to melt Keti to come back again. And give understanding to Laila because it will be the second.

"City,"

"Yes, Ali?"

"Can you be patient until you give birth and finish the puerperium?"

"You mean?"

"Is not marriage while pregnant forbidden by religion? Isn't that said it was illegal to do?"

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Ali's surprised.

Next to her hot cheek hit Laila's slap.

"Say if you want to run away from responsibility!"

"It's not so, Laila. Wasn't it! But I'm still tied to a marriage with Keti! Please listen to me until I finish! Your content is also so big. It's like waiting weeks to give birth!"

"You want us to get married after our son is born? The evil! Hik hik... You don't think how will our child feel when he grows up? How does he judge us that his parents were married on the date after his date of birth?"

Ali's stunned. Awakening to Laila's words that have a point.

"But I have to finish my wedding with Keti, Laila! I have to catch up with Keti to Surabaya. We have to solve this problem before Ijab kabul. At least, I want Keti to give me permission to remarry you under some circumstances."

"Because I got pregnant first? That's howyou mean? You used to fuck me for loving me since I was in elementary school! You used to chase after me, said it's hard to forget me even though you married the Surabaya Chinese crossbred woman. And you said you married Keti on business grounds. Your love one is just for me! Everything bulshiiit!!!"

Prorough...

Laila hit the flat-screen television on Ali's living room table.

The TV fell into pieces on the floor.

"Laila! Hold emotions!"

"I'm sick of waiting in your good faith, Ali!"

"This is my house with Keti! Please take care of your attitude!"

"You're asking me to keep the attitude? Then you? Where is your attitude that he says is a gentleman who will take full responsibility for me!" laila's screams made Ali upset.

"Lad..."

Alya's daughters Ali and Keti were standing at the open door of the room.

"Alyas..."

"Lad,... Alya's going to Mama." Alya said with her cute voice.

"Mama, Mama! Can you not go in the room and do not disturb your Papa first because there is still the same business as Aunt Laila?" hardik Laila on Alya with annoyance.

"Laila! Don't beat my son!!!" Now Ali is shouting.

Ali held Alya with great attention.

"Darling, though,... Alya went inside just like Aunt Lala. We will take Mama to Surabaya. I promise you, Papa will take you to see Mama."

"Promise?"

"Yes, Honey. Come in first, see aunt?"

Ali took Alya down and told him to come in. He immediately closed the door.

"Laila! Not so I continued Alya alone you have dared to yell at Alya! What if you're my wife later?!"

"That's because, because..."

Men need to be tough! Can't let this drag on. And I also can't accept my son being bullied by Laila let alone Alya is only four years old. Haish...! Life is this complicated! Households must be able to maintain commitment. This is what happens if I'm too lust forget commitment and get carried away by the mood to divide the heart. I thought having those two loves would be happy until the end, as it turned out. My burden is heavy.

Ali stared intently at Laila's lowered face, feeling guilty.

The woman was just her mouth. But his heart is small and can shrink as well if men have sima' and spurs. Hm... Finally, I know the weakness of women!

"I'm sorry, I. I. I was out of control, Ali!"

"Once again you curse Alya in front of me, no more mercy."

"What if Keti scolds our son later?"

Yassalam´s... The woman was truly like a snake. Nocuous, also slippery good at kink! Ali's grunts in my heart.

"Aduuuhhh, my stomach is sakiiit! Oohhhh..."

"Huhuh? Why Laila? Stomach why? Sick? Wanna give birth? How many months has it been?"

Ali screamed in panic not a bitch.

That's life. All must be thought carefully before doing something and make a choice.

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