Mr. Kades' Secret Wife
CHAPTERS 30. Determiners

#Ozan

"Zan?"

"Sir Deed," I raised my head to look at the face of Kak Akta who is now beside me.

Enjoying the night view of Makassar city on the balcony of the apartment was something I never got in the village, maybe now there is a new village head election meeting there.

"Coffee?"

"Sister, Ozan doesn't drink coffee," I subtly rejected the Deed's offer that made him just nod his head. "Who would have thought, farewell as bitter as this, if we could arrange life scenarios ourselves."

"You have not separated from your wife, there is hope" replied Akta.

Sis Akta took a sitting position on a chair on the balcony, I who saw it just glance for a moment and then sat next to him anyway.

"Like it's a sentence of expulsion from failure, everyone will say, if the life scenario can be read first, maybe he will revise the part that he does not want to play," Sis Akta looked straight ahead.

"Including love?" ask me who made Akta smile.

Sis Akta laughed crisply, ah he meant Kak Akta laughed when he heard the sentence with a strand of love. "There's no question, what is it to regulate everything we want let alone about love."

"I mean brother?

"Love is not necessary to question, because Lauhul Mahfudz who became the founder and death became his rival" Akta stood up and walked back to me.

Sis Akta is now holding on to the balcony fence just like my position earlier, it feels like the sentence Kak Akta is completely correct.

Love depends only on two things, Lauhul Mahfudz as the founder and death is the separator, I will not give up now.

"Zan, Deed, where are you boys?"

That's the sound of Mother, I and Sister Deed immediately went back into the room leaving the balcony where in the room there is Mother.

"What's up, Mommy?" ask Sister Deed to Mother Dikta who sits on the edge of the bed.

"Tomorrow Mother there will be a seminar, Mother asked for your help, this material you read well, it's night, myopic Mother kumat kayaknya," replied Mother gave the laptop to Kak Akta.

"I'm also myopic Bund, my goggles are in the car again, you just deck, try," Sis Akta gave the laptop to me.

Then by holding the laptop, I opened the desktop and my eyes were immediately fixed on the workbeach inside the laptop.

"Geea?"

"Mother, Gea is Mother's Motivator partner tomorrow?"

Getting such a question made Mother nod, I read the profile in great detail, and somehow I read it it was Gea, my wife Gea.

He turned out to be a famous Notary, why did I not know him at all before he hid his secret identity to me.

"Why, deck?" ask the deed that took the laptop out of my hands. "This is not Gea, who often Zoom with Mother, you know?"

"Zoom?"

"Yes son, Gea is a great Notary, he is the best graduate, he is also your partner in online seminars and only this time will meet offline," replied Mother chimed.

So that's as close as Gea and Mommy's relationship? I paused for a moment, trying to neutralize the mind.

"Why son?" ask the Mother who saw my surprise here.

"This gea, is the wife of Ozan Bund," answered me who successfully made Kak Akta and Mommy shocked instantly.

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#Gea

This morning I was ready with after the notary that I used to wear, the clock has shown at eight in the morning and one hour more precisely at nine, I will hold my first offline seminar with Mother Dikta, Mother Dikta, it is my own in-laws.

One hope is that this event will be okay, and there is no Mas Ozan there, I got out of the car when I got to the seminar building.

The theme of our seminar this time was about a Best Definition of Love in a Couple, I brought Gibran along because he was pushy, and I really hope there is no Mas Ozan.

I don't want any drama, where Gibran yells Papa then splashes into Mas Ozan's arms, because I think my life story genre is Happy End, although lately it's a bit sad.

"Assalamualaikum," I said my greetings when I arrived at the backstage of this seminar.

Mother Dikta who was there with a man I did not recognize, she immediately smiled to answer my greetings and enthusiastically approached me.

"Vaalakumsalam, Gea! Finally Mommy can meet you, uh who is this little boy?" ask Mother Dikta who made Gibran behind me a little afraid. "Don't be afraid of me, call Oma Dikta aja yah."

Lied to! You're a liar! You Gea accuse a liar!

"Oh, very funny, oh yes knowin also this Deed, Mother's child," replied Mother Dikta who made me glance at the man earlier.

His name is Deed, apparently.

"Gea, Mas," I replied kindly which made Mas Akta smile.

While we were talking, the host and the event management approached us that the seminar was about to start, I was confused here, I wanted to leave Gibran where.

I should have dragged Vall's camp if he didn't have Diare, he must have been Diarrhea because he ate meatballs yesterday without paying, kasian karmic.

"Titipin is the same Deed, can you Ta?" tawar Bunda Dikta glanced at Mas Akta.

"Can Bund," replied Mas Akta nodding.

"Don't you take Deed?"

The deed shook, Lord! The charisma is really, Mas Deed is automatically his brother Mas Ozan dong, but it is very different, Mas Dekta inherited the local facial genes while Mas Ozan is more to Arab because Babah Adam.

But both are equally handsome.

I handed Gibran over to Mas Akta after warning Gibran not to be naughty before I went on stage.

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#Acts

Plan succeeded!

Now that I've been with Gibran, well I, Mother and Ozan have arranged a plan for the meeting of Gea and Ozan and who would have thought I would get a bonus Gibran.

For sure Ozan, would be very happy.

"Om, where are we going?" ask Gibran to me.

Oh, God is so sweet, really the face of Ozan, somehow Ozan has not been restless if the faces of both of them are really similar.

"Meet your Papa" I replied directly.

"Papa?"

"Yes, that's it" I pointed to Ozan sitting on a chair by the side of the road.

I immediately lowered Gibran, which made Gibran run towards Ozan while shouting Papa.

"Gibrans?"

Ozan was surprised, he did not expect to be able to meet Gibran, the meeting of children and fathers is really emotional, Ozan immediately held Gibran.

"Bad papa! Papa said he gamau ninggalin Gibran, but why didn't Papa come anyway?"

Ozan smiled, he seemed to cry as he clutched his son tightly. "Sorry, Papa well dear, I'm sorry Papa, Papa has business."

"Father liar, Gibran knows Papa is fighting, Gibran is tired," replied Gibran buried his head in Ozan's chest. "Gibran just wanted to see Mama and Papa happy, that's all, Gibran never hated Papa and Mama if Papa and Mama fight, that's all, but Gibran would hate Gibran himself for making it happen."

God, what do I have a nephew like this for? For what! The Gea family education is absolutely fantastic for a child of Gibran's age who is matured by circumstances.

Because age is just a number, and adulthood is a choice.

"Sorry, Papa yah Maafin Papa, Papa promise, Papa will not stay in Gibran again, Papa will not stay in Mama, Papa promise," Ozan replied to Gibran.

"Gibran, love Papa."

"Papa, love you too, son."

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