My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 280. Tragedy Front Fence
"Let's go home, can you take the bike?"
What kind of question it is, it seems that Gian is underestimating the ability of his wife. With so sure Radha grabbed the motor contact and handed the porridge one bag that is currently more valuable than Gian's life.
"Can!! Who is afraid," he said, but he was not so sure, because he had only learned a few times and it was a long time ago.
"Okay!! We're leaving now."
So trusting Gian on the tiny body, even though to ride Radha need effort. However, Radha is not the name if you are afraid of challenges.
"My hair," said Radha realized the hair blending the body is a little loose, he did not want if it would interfere with her drive.
Gian is quite expert this time, he did not receive much protest from Radha about the hair pigtails. The woman began her action, not forgetting all the prayers she chanted to survive to the goal.
"The hunt goes up," said Radha when it feels ready to gas, the feeling is quite good, hopefully it is good.
"Bismain, protect the Servant and the Servant's wife this morning O Allah."
As usual, Gian will always commit kamit and ask his Lord for help. Although he actually asked himself, but still the fear is still there.
"Slow down yeah, sweetie .. The important thing is we sampe safely."
Patting Radha's shoulder gently, she had previously been very confident to challenge Radha to do this. However, if this is how it is precisely Gian who trembles.
"Diem dong, don't have to bend so much as the handle."
Gian's position makes Radha difficult, why stick like that, he thought. And the ignorant hand casually hugged Radha so tightly afraid that he would fly.
"You every hold of that, brother's time can't."
He protested, sparring a couple from the upper middle class but a little stress it made some of them silent for a moment. Some are amazed, think they are funny, but, not a few also they consider Gian and Radha less work.
"One Two Three, Go!!"
Moving slowly, Radha is even able to drive better than Gian. Not one bit he berpontensi hit the neighboring fence, looks calm and as if mastered as well, when in fact happened is Radha trembling now.
"For so long, why feel distant, God."
Gian is cool at the back because his wife has talent as a racer, while Radha is trying to stay focused on the sidelines of Gian's happiness that has not stopped showing off his wife's intelligence.
"Open up!!!!"
From far away Radha shouted, he drove too fast even Gian began to panic because it began to feel ugly. Not to mention when he had to turn as suddenly as Budi foolishly just silence and do not act quickly.
"Waah non Radha is really multifunctional" Budi said expressing his admiration for Radha.
"Multitalenta, Budi!!" Aryo is indeed the most patient human being who is on the side of Budi. Their debate was quite long while waiting for their master and young lady to arrive.
"See Aryo!! He's getting faster" said Budi proudly while clapping his hands in a frenzy.
Gian started to feel the speed this time was different, not to mention the distance from the fence was already so close. He panicked and Radha was trying to stop.
"Zura, brake!!!"
Pile
"Haaah, I told you to open, Mr. Budi .. why applause," whined Radha when the bike hit the fence, the tragedy was inevitable while Gian jumped before his bike actually hit the fence.
His high body managed to save the porridge, even more brazen again Gian actually took the time to check for a moment whether the porridge is still fine.
"Sister!! Helpin!! Why did she," cried Radha extraordinarily upset because her husband was more worried about porridge than she was.
Budi and Aryo are trying to save Radha, the bike is quite heavy and naturally Radha lost control made.
"Darling, are you okay?"
The most ridiculous question in the universe, today Radha double is angry. It's true, if Gian has interfered he usually wretched. This is proven, if he hadn't followed, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.
"No, brother, just my head seems to hit, where am I?"
Husband and wife alike, Budi and Aryo stared at each other watching a drama that is more interesting than the current ftv in front of them.
"Minimal sprained," said Aryo staring at Gian's back that was getting away, the man sighed slowly and also entered to mengangtarkan porridge.
Entering, of course they were greeted by a thousand and one questions from Rhania and Jelita. Asked to buy breakfast Radha actually went home with such circumstances.
"Oh my God, why is this?" asked Jelita could not bear to look at her daughter-in-law, Gian looked guilty but as much as possible he tried to calm down so as not to be the target of Jelita's tantrums.
"Regular, Ma, young man."
Radha's answer immediately made Gian calm, never thinking that Radh would complain of all kinds, but, in fact, it is not so.
"Should you be careful, Ra, sick?"
Radha shook her head, lately he often chose silence and did not want to say much whatever Gian did to him, for Radha, while his body was still intact then no problem.
"Yes we have eaten first," asked Jelita after receiving a large bag of porridge, stay now Gian and Radha on the living room sofa.
"Dam!! Don't expect an apology from me huh, ntar malem Brother can't hug me."
Turns out Gian was wrong, silent wife does not mean forgiving. But his anger is now more dangerous. And of course what he will blame now is Budi who did not open the fence on time.
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Days pass, as the clock moves forward, and so does life. Gian just smiled to watch his two hearts.
Two years passed after Radha's sacrifice as a mother to her son, Gian stared at them with a million pride. His life feels really perfect, the footsteps in a small tireless makes Gian's heart flowered.
"Honey, don't go far!" yelled Gian did not want them to fall asleep and just forgot the place back.
Yesterday was quite an experience for Gian, how his daughter was suddenly lost because of wrong entry into people's cars.
Weirdo? Indeed, that is how Kalila is. Too excited and his easily familiar nature makes Kalila sometimes forget who they really go with.
Gian sat sweetly looking at his wife and two children from a distance not so far away, to come to play he was too lazy, his legs are a lot of style more precisely.
"Father, come here!!"
Less loud let alone the sound of Kalila, the talk was quite smooth. His daughter grew up to be a smart child, even Gian alone can he lie.
"You're tired, Papa's tired."
Radha frowned, you lazy man. Just taking him out was difficult enough, and now Gian is also lazy just to accompany Kalila.
Kalila, who was not relieved if not with Gian, now chose to stop and return to Gian's side. Let Kama who is now fun playing with Radha.
Gian's son does not care even though his father can not play with him, because for Kama the important thing is Radha, the mother.
"Why? Play the same Mama aja, Darling .. papa will follow." Gian stroked his daughter's hair, his smile rising so consciously Kalila chose it.
"No, just sit down."
Gian welcomed his daughter's arrival and now sitting on Gian's lap, the picnic this time was warm even though they did it unplanned.
"You're tired, Kalila, sleep yes," said Gian realized that his daughter was too active since then, in contrast to Kama who had only played with Radha and did not come here.
Mama with Kama.
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