My ex-Ipar Candidate
So Sweet
"Will it be here?"
With his loyalty, Gian let his wife enjoy the atmosphere he wanted. Many children in this park, and since then Radha sat on a park bench while leaning comfortably on Gian's shoulder.
The atmosphere of the day is getting late, dusk will not be long. His eyes were still focused staring at the warmth of the little family not far from there. He nodded slowly, the answer to Gian's question from a few seconds ago.
His uniform is even still wrapped neatly, Radha no matter who looks at him. All he thought about was calm, he sought peace after the wound scratches that Papa caused when he intended well to complete his longing.
"Hm, fine if you want," said Gian stroking his wife's black mane.
Although, it has been the umpteenth time some people question the purpose of Gian bringing SMU girls to the children's playground.
"Sister," he said sounding lethargic, Radha in a sad gaze he was forced to bury his longing, especially for the Mama he might never visit.
"What, Ra?"
"We ... Will it be like them?"
Gian fell silent, following Radha's index finger as he asked a question. His faint smile could not hide Gian, why would Radha question such a thing? What might it mean he wants it too, or what it really is, Gian thought.
"They?"
Pretending to be stupid, he does not want to be too confident and thinks Radha really wants a child from him. Being a mother figure and also a wife that Gian felt impossible Radha wanted at this time.
"Yes, they're .. so sweet right?"
He looked up, looking at the beautiful bead of Gian who also noticed it. Radha's innocent face stunned Gian for a moment, he was silent while researching the meaning of the gaze.
"Sister, I asked."
"Ah? Yeah, very sweet, you want to?"
"Hm, would."
Cup
Plashing!! That's not what he's maskud, you're not sane, how can Gian kiss his forehead all of a sudden. Although still relatively safe, still he became the attention of the view that accidentally looked at him.
"Hahaha, you said you wanted to."
"Yes but that's not what I mean" said Radha so upset, wanted him to plug the eyes of Gian who is now so flirtatious to deliberately look at him closer.
"Oh, no .. hm ago, what do you want, hm?"
"That slip seems so sweet, I want it, brother!! It ...."
Gian pulled the corner of his lips, he forced his wife's wrist to sit on his side again. Gian understands his wife is trying to run away from the conversation, and he will not give Radha a chance to stay away this time. Because the serious talk from Radha himself is the rarest thing in Gian's life.
"Aww, sick."
"I'm sorry, but you haven't answered Sister's question correctly."
"Huft, what else? I answered, Brother."
"Hm, that's not the real answer, Zura, let's tell you what exactly you mean."
"Forget it, I didn't say anything."
From the many streets, pretending to be angry is Radha's way to keep Gian quiet. Although he was forced to sit back at the husband's side, his drink had not been used up, even less. And of course the anger that flashed made him straight up the drink to the toilet.
"Zura, not too much, you can get fat later."
He was so sensitive to the sentence, somehow a village insult invaded him. It's not much, it's just a little sensational. Too long spent there, Radha sleepy and yawned without him intentionally.
"Astaffirullah, Zura .. shut up, do you want a bee lodged in your mouth?" gian asked worriedly while covering Radha's mouth with his palm, because his wife yawned like at home and no matter how the environment.
"Ah big sister, if there is a bee later my mouth is sweet dong," said Radha who again provoked the adult man to think wrong.
"Let's go home, here's the danger, dear."
"Danger? What danger, brother?"
"Hm, I'm not free .. tomorrow we can go viral due to a public meeting." Gian's most honest answer, because indeed he thought the various kinds of every sentence Radha that was provoking him.
"I'm just a viral brother, I'm not a pervert at all."
"Dam!! Abandoned you," Gian's assailant, because his wife scoffed with such satisfaction.
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"What's? Why are they here? Be able!! Could die me in Nisa's interview."
Gian looked confused, he should have walked casually because they were about to go home and get back to the car. But Radha's attitude that suddenly hid behind his body clearly made Gian curious.
"What is this about you?" gian asked astonished because his wife looked more like a cat who was about to give birth.
"Gawat, Kak .. There are spies," he said increasingly raises questions.
"What spy?"
"Magic spy, Brother!! We can run out and I'll be the target of their rampage."
Gian sighed harshly, though not very familiar he knew one of them was Radha's friend. And his gaze was so cynical when he realized the figure of the child was at the very back.
Abian, a handsome face that is not handsome at all for Gian it looks annoying. I don't know what show they are around here, but he certainly won't let his beautiful wife in Abian's lyrics in the least.
"Hurry here" said Gian pulling his wife in his arms.
Although Radha was tortured for not being able to see the road, Gian made his wife like an inmate who was sheltering from journalists.
Not far from what they were doing, the owner of those curious looking sharp eyes stopped his steps. He allowed his friends to pass first, even though they accidentally met, but he chose to follow when the name Radha became the lips of his friends.
"Is it possible he?"
Abian stared far away, the carrying bag and shoes that the girl was wearing were very familiar. Although the existence of a man who he could not clearly see his face made Abian quite curious.
"Dian!! Ck, hunted! Ntar kesorean," shouted Nisa who was a little upset because the man stopped without saying, but it was clear he was the one who asked to join just out of curiosity about Radha.
"You guys, I'm home!"
"Nyebelin really is!! Why don't you tell me, Bian!!"
Nisa's voice was quite shrill, shocking some people around. And Radha who I heard the cry of her best friend accelerated.
Unfortunately, Abian has captured his figure even though Radha is unaware of his barbarity. With the question widening, he was astonished by Radha's uniform. Different and it is certain that it is not an arbitrary school.
"That car again, is exactly what you're hiding from me, Ra."
He will never let go, with his initiative even though late, Abian ran to take his bike. He is trying to follow the girl he believes is 100 percent Radha, a cult he has been waiting for for a few days.
............Connecting️