My Dream Beloved

My Dream Beloved
Meet the In-Law


Gibran and Bela were playing with their son, the door outside was knocked on by someone who seemed to have a guest coming, Gabriel rushed out to open the door.


"Bel you wait here yeah, I open the door first" camit Gibran and walk out.


"Iya kang"Jawab Bela with a nod.


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"Yes seben,,,,"Gibran opened the door and was surprised to see who was coming.


"Gibran mother's son?it's true you son, you're alive"Gibran's mother hugged him and cried happily.


"Dad, mother,"Gibran also hugged his parents, they let go of each other, kangen,did not expect if his son massih lived as well as Gibran he did not expect to be reunited with his parents.As Gibran told his parents if he was still alive it turns out his parents were on a business trip outside the city and can only come today.


"Well, you come in. I'll introduce you to my wife and daughter" Gibran said, holding his mother.


Then they invited Gibran to the living room and Gibran walked to the room to call his wife, Gibran held the baby.Bela was not willing to meet his in-laws afraid that his in-laws did not like him.


"Dad, mother knows this Bela my wife, and your granddaughter Azzam" Gibran took Bela to get closer to her parents.


"Loh you!!you were the one who collided with me at Oliv's wedding right?"Mama Gibran still remembered Bela who hit him at that time.


"I am aunty forgive me, aunt still want aja"Jawab Bela lowered his head in shame.


"Don't call aunty again dear dong, call mom because you've become a mother's child"Help and embrace her.


"Oh yes until forget well, mom let me introduce to Abah, he's Bela's father but he has a stroke"Then Gibran went into the room abah, he said,the brother who saw the iron crying he could not say what, the crying already represented everything.


Mr. Andre hugged the iron and talked to each other, while Gibran's mother was very happy to get a very handsome grandson like Gibran when she was a child she never stopped kissing Azzam,Bela who saw it was just a smile of his own smile.Dad and Gibran's mother already knew if Bela had cancer he did not discuss the problem of Azzam who was not given ASI anymore because Gibran had explained it in the previous tlf.


Mr. Andre invited Gibran to talk behind the house because Mr. Andre would ask about why he could marry Bela.Sedang Bela and his mother-in-law play with Azzam in the room.


"Bran did Oliv know about you?"Mr. Andre was sitting in a saung behind his daughter-in-law's house.


"Here you are, to be honest I still love him well, this feeling has never changed I'm a fool well married first without waiting for my memory to recover"Gibran rubbed his dripping eyes when he remembered Oliv.


"Here my son, explain what happened maybe Oliv is not your soul mate"Andre also told how Oliv lost himself to depression and locked himself up until Romi came.


"I don't think well Oliv to such an extent, if only he was still alone I would make up for all my mistakes as well as him well"Gibran restored his coarse hair.


"Already Bran, now Oliv is also happy with Romi and soon they are blessed with a child, now your focus is on taking care of your family especially Bela, do not you hurt him just because of Oliv,,ask him to go abroad for treatment who knows God still wants to give him the healing Bran"Pak Andre patted Gibran's shoulder.


"Yes well, Gibran understands because they are also Gibran massih lives well, then what about Sasha and her brother well?".


"They've been taken care of by the authorities, and her sister Sasha also had an accident when she came here she was severely injured and paralyzed".


"Pity you Sa". Soon karma applied to them to Gibran's house but could still be heard by his father.


"We've been here a long time, don't make your wife worry let's go back inside"Take Mr. Andre and walk first into the house followed by Gibran behind him.They then spend time with the plan Bela family will move to the house of Gibran, and Bela will be taken to seek medical treatment abroad,Azzam was raised by his grandmother (Mother Gibran).