My Son Is My Strength
New Home

The car driven by Bian stopped right at a huge towering fence, with a gold-colored flower in the middle.

Bian honked the car horn, and two guards sitting at his guard post ran to open the gate. The security guard bowed respectfully allowing the car to enter.

Bian's car drove in an elite complex in Jakarta, apparently he had bought a house in the complex. Arini is surprised by Bian buying a house in an elite area like this. It was not easy for him to live in a place like this.

Azzam stared in amazement around him, what a beautiful environment, luxurious houses with shades of gold white paint lined up neatly along the way.

They passed through a beautiful garden, flowers blooming there. The green grass stretches along the eye of the beholder. Some people who seem to have a family are now enjoying the cool atmosphere of the park. Makes Azzam envious to see it.

"Mahs... Pah..., we'll be there...." Show Azzam to the park, he can't wait to play there. Play with his two masters, like some of those little families.

"Of course boy, papa and mama will invite you to play there. But before that we go see our house first." Said Bian answered the invitation of the child, he slightly chuckled at Azzam who was impatient to play in the park.

"really?" Ask Azzam, who always wants to get certainty.

"Of course, baby, papa's gonna take us to play there." Now Arini is answering the question from the child.

"Yey... Azzam love you both." Azzam turned his body around and kissed his mother. Because he was sitting on Arini's lap. Then Azzam stood kissing Bian's cheek driving. Making both her parents chuckle at her adorable behavior.

The car continued to speed, and arrived at a fence that was not too towering like the previous fence. The Arini know this is their new home.

Bian no longer needed to honk his car horn, because he was waiting for someone in there and opened them the gate. Again Arini was surprised by the house bought by Bian, the vast yard and a large house with shades of gold white paint stood firmly in front there. Making Arini stare in disbelief, while feeling very amazed.

Bian went inside, and did not forget he lowered his car glass to greet the person.

"Thank you Mr. Bhanu ." Bian greeted the person, who turned out to be the security guard at their home.

"Together, Sir. And welcome to your new home." Said the person nodding respectfully to Bian his superior.

Arini and Azzam greeted Mr. Bhanu with a smile, but unfortunately Mr. Bhanu kept his head down not seeing the greeting of the two of them. It was as if he did not dare to raise his head. No matter what the cause, Arini and Azzam did not know.

Because the spacious environment of the house makes Bian run his car again a few meters ahead to get right in front of the porch of their house.

Arini and Azzam looked around, seeing red and white roses adorning all the way to their home. Azzam's eyes saw a fountain on the right side of the road, and a very large swimming pool on his left side. Azzam couldn't wait to take a shower there.

He went back to chattering to his parents, wanting to take a bath there.

"Broth... Pahs... Azzam can take a bath there." Azzam pointed at the pool, half his head visible out at the car door.

"Of course." Bian replied looking at the swimming pool, the speed of his car he slowed down so that his small family could see their home environment.

"Hmmm... but Azzam can't swim, how dong?" Azzam put his head back in with a sour face.

"Haha...." Bian chuckled, it was funny to see his son's face like that. Arini just smiled.

"Calm down boy, papa will teach you. Yeah, mah...." Answer Bian and ask Arini.

Arini seemed timid to answer, because she heard Bian's call. Feels strange in his ears, yet comfortable to hear.

Azzam looked up at his mother's face, waiting for an answer. "T-of course." Answer Arini timidly.

On the terrace of the house, four people were waiting for their car. Two parents who look like a married couple, and two teenage girls behind them.

Bian stopped their car right in front of the porch. The four men approached them.

Bian got out of the car, as did Arini and Azzam. The four men simultaneously bowed respectfully, welcoming the arrival of their Master.

"Welcome, Master, Madam, and Young Master." Said a middle-aged man greeting Bian, Arini and Azzam, as well as representing the three women beside him.

Ah... Arini felt bad at being called like that, as well as calling for her son. It feels strange and exaggerated according to him. But how else, that's how to be a wife of Bian Andi Pratama.

"Thank you Mr. Yanto. Introduce this to my wife and child. Their name Pak Yanto still remembers, right?" Bian greeted back while introducing Arini and Azzam, whom he had previously told their names to Mr. Yanto and the others.

"Of course Mr, Mrs Arini and Young Master Azzam." Mr. Yanto mentioned the name of his master's wife and son.

"Honey to introduce, he's Mr. Yanto the butler in our room. Beside him Bi Minah, Pak Yanto's wife, and these two teenage girls Lia and Lula are the children of Pak Yanto and Bi Minah." Now it's Bian's turn to introduce Mr. Yanto and his family, and the person introduced bowed respectfully. "They were all Papa's confidants in the main mansion, including Mr. Bhanu who opened the gate earlier." Bian.

"Greetings to Mr. Yanto, Bi Minah, and the beautiful adek Lia Lula." Arini smiled warmly looking at the four people in front of her, she lowered her head politely.

"Greetings to pretty sisters." Azzam waved his hand at the two beautiful teenagers.

Lia and Lula looked at each other, then they both smiled and returned a wave of hands from Azzam and say hello. How adorable. Say them both in your heart.

"Then we go in, sir." Bian said after their introduction.

"Yes sir, please. Please Madam, Young Master." Mr. Yanto and his family gave way.

Bian, Arini and Azzam enter their home. Arini was unceasingly shocked and amazed. The house that looked big on the outside, was also very spacious inside. All the expensive luxury furniture neatly stored in place, filling the corners of the room.

"Wahhh. Is this really gonna be our home, huh?" Ask Azzam who also looks incredulous, as well as amazed as his mother.

"Of course, boy, this is our home and it's already on your behalf." Bian said lightly, Arini who listened many times was surprised, she closed her mouth, really her husband was excessive.

Arini who was still surprised by what she just heard, her husband even casually lifted the body of the child to carry her.

"Is that not too much Mas, I mean Azzam was a child." Arini reminded her husband, he approached the two men.

"Don't baby, it's not an exaggeration at all." Bian pulled up Arini's slender waist, then kissed her head. "Now come on up, let's take a look at our room." Said Bian again, bringing the two up the stairs. Arini silent no longer talk much, she seems to forget that her husband is a descendant of Pratama.

"Come on... Huh." Azzam said excitedly, impatiently looking at his new room.

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