My ex-President My Husband
Touch Papa Bayu
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Papa Bayu who still leaned his body in a sofa with both hands folded up his chest, immediately leaned his body to look at the face of the child and his daughter-in-law deeper.
"What..? Alika is pregnant?" papa Bayu's screams so echoed in the room, instantly making the faces of Alika and Bilmar grimace at the same time.
Papa Bayu felt shocked after hearing Bilmar's story about Alika's current condition.
"Bilmars...Bilmars! it's too much you!" Papa Bayu closed his eyes while shaking his head in disbelief. "Your wife is pregnant young and her condition is still weak, you can still play tar bombs when again rich gini?"
Bilmar who had wanted to open his voice to defend himself, was again trapped by the voice of the father.
"You know what, Bil? Alika just got out of the ICU. He was just fighting to keep his life. You are basic! rich Tiger hungry..!"
Accidentally, the last sentence that Papa Bayu said, made Alika could not help herself from her laughter.
He continued to laugh until he forgot that Papa Bayu and Bilmar continued to look at him with a serious face. "Kok, are you laughing, Al? this is also, you want to." said Bilmar mendayu-dayu.
"That's not it." Alika moved to sit next to Papa Bayu, to make sure that it was not her only desire. "You.h..!" alika's face scowled towards Bilmar. The husband just chuckled.
"Udah Bil, you get out there first!"
"That?" say them simultaneously. "First because rich gini, Papa is this angry with me?"
"Yes Pah, sorry we are." continued Alika quickly to defend her husband.
"No, Bill. Papa did not discuss the problem. You guys are a little embarrassing, but it's okay. Than the liquid Bilmar keburu turned into jelly if held out, right danger?" now it's Papa Bayu's turn to laugh out loud.
"Papa..!" say they go hand in hand.
Papa Bayu finished his laughter. "There Bil, you go out first! Papa wants to talk to Alika."
Bilmar's forehead also grimaced. He could only accept what Papa wanted. Bilmar got up and walked out of the room.
"If you need anything, I'm outside, baby." he said, winking one eye.
"Later tonight we will connect again yes.muach." teased Bilmar while giving a kiss code from his lips.
"BILMAR..!" Papa Bayu pleaded both his eyes. "Whose son is that child!" grunted annoyed.
Now there are Papa Bayu and Alika who are just two sitting on the same sofa. They tilt each other's bodies so that their views meet each other. Papa Bayu put on a serious yet warm face. He would try to make his son-in-law well-behaved to accept his brother and nephew.
"Alika..my child?"
"Yes, Pah?"
"Before Papa spoke at length with Alika. Papa wants to thank you first, because Alika already wants to be a good wife and a wise mother to Bilmar and Maura, Papa's son and grandson."
"Papa don't thank me. This is Alika's duty. I'm sincerely in love and affection with Bilmar and Maura."
Papa Bayu's smile line is sweetly knotted on his face.
"Son, Papa was so shocked and shocked when he found out that Alika was the niece that Papa had been looking for so long. For years Papa helped Papa Luky to find you and your Mama. But all of those results are nil, we always fail."
"Your father is so devastated. After your death, we must continue to bring your Papa to follow the therapy recommended by a mental specialist. His mind was so shaken, his life was ruined!"
"Kasian Binara, since the baby he has not been able to get complete affection from your parents. Your mother left and your father was sick. His childhood was less happy, he only knew Bilmar was the brother he loved."
Alika's face turned sad, her heart was filled. Keep his mouth shut, because it is still confused what to say.
"Then, your Papa began to rise from his destruction. He reorganized his life to keep working, looking for money to keep it. If one day Alika and Mama will be found, then get together again to form a family."
"In this matter, it is not only your mother's fault that has separated the three of you, but it is also your Papa's fault that may not be able to choose between the household and the throne."
Alika cupped her face with both hands and started crying again. Papa Bayu swiftly held it full of softness.
"Looking is natural. If Papa was in Alika's position, Papa would definitely cry in disbelief. But this is the truth, son! all of this is only because, by the permission of Allah, the Almighty wishes to bring you together again in order to reorganize your family."
Alika was crying, her chest hurt again. He kept remembering the shadows when all this time, he only lived alone after the death of Mama Lisa and Papa Samsul. Living hard, must be able to independently look at his own life without the help of anyone accompanying him.
"Alika must try to accept Papa Luky, however the son and the father have no trace. Whatever the case, Alika still has to be devoted to Papa Luky."
"Mumpung-" Papa Bayu suddenly shut up. It was as if he was determined to continue his words. Feeling that the speech was heard hanging in Alika's ear, he looked up to see Papa Bayu.
"Why Pa?"
"Common Papa Luky is alive, son. If he's gone, all this would be a great regret for Alika."
"Alika, will regret it forever!"
Regretting
Regretting
Regretting
The words were constantly roaring in his head. It was like there was a creepy vibe after the sentence was spoken. He recalled Mama Lisa, Papa Samsul and Aziz who had left him. Now they are all in a different nature is impossible to be regained by Alika.
"Alika should be grateful, because the real Papa Alika is still alive. He's been craving Alika's presence for 29 years."
"Pope.." Alika again clutched Papa Luky's body tightly, he shed his guilt increasingly rapidly. Keep crying sobbing. Then then, his body began to fade and both eyes closed quickly. Then he drooped in Papa Bayu just like that.
"Alika.wake up, Son. Alika?"
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