My student, my husband
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The swing of steps came to a halt when a pair of feet stepped on the floor of the living room.

With a line of smiles painted on his face, Andrea greeted his parents who were sitting waiting while talking.

"Order." Vay took her body from a sitting position, then grabbed Andrea's body and took her into a hug.

Andrea's hand, which was originally dangling, slowly lifted to return the embrace of the woman who had given birth to her.

"Or, forgive Mother, child! You can't be a good mother to you. In the past, you were too afraid of Dafa. Your brother is often sickly, so your mother's attention is too focused on him. Believe me, you love you very much, even though you are not always by your side. Mother misses you very much. Go home, baby! Bring your wife to live with us!" Vay tightened his arms and squeezed the petals of the netra so that the drooping droppings of spoiled dew dropped down his cheeks.

He spilled all his heart on his son after trying to hold him back from yesterday.

"There's nothing to forgive, Mother. After all, Mother has repeatedly apologized to me. I know, Mother loves me very much. Just like Mother, I miss Mother too. But sorry, I can't bring Cantika to stay with Father and Mother" Andrea said, replying to the words that came from her lips.

Vay broke down a hug and looked at his son's pair of black pearls wryly. "Why, can't you bring Cantika to stay with us, son?"

A smile rose framing Andrea's face. The beautiful young man reached out to wipe away the trail of tears. "Mother, I just want to live independently with Cantika without burdening anyone. I want to learn to be a mature man and a responsible husband."

"But, Son--"

"Darling, sit down! Don't talk to our son while he stands!" titah Airlangga while interrupting. He then brought his body to his feet and grabbed Andrea's body to carry her into his arms.

"Son, just like your mother, I miss you a lot. Although yesterday we have met and embraced, but we have not had a long conversation."

"Yes, Dad." Andrea returned her father's embrace.

Warm taste mixed haru sneak into the recess of the taste along with the dew points that began to coagulate in the mink of Airlangga.

He wanted to make amends in the past by spending a lot of time pouring affection and attention on his youngest son every second, every day, every time.

But because the focus is currently divided on the search for Dafa and the subsidiary left by his son, Airlangga must be able to harbour his wishes.

The promise is in the heart. After successfully finding Dafa, he would immediately make time for Andrea.

"My son, let's sit down and talk!" Airlangga parses hugs. Then guide Andrea to sit beside her.

"Mr Airlangga, Mrs Vay, Mrs Andrea, please drink her nasgitel tea!" Asih interrupted by allowing the three people who were sitting in front of him to drink the nasgitel tea that he served.

"Yes, Bi. Thank you." Thank you." Vay reviews the smile and grabs the cup containing nasgitel tea served by Asih. Then he sipped the nasgitel tea.

Just like Vay, Andrea and Airlangga also began sipping nasgitel-tea tea served hot, legi/sweet, and thick.

"Teh nasgitelnya jos tenan, Bi." The words of praise flowed from Airlangga's lips and made Asih blush in shame.

"Thank you very much, sir. My homemade nasgitel tea is no doubt about it. Many praised. Especially my black coffee. More jos, Sir. Make the eyes not bristle until morning."

"Yes?"

"Yes, Sir. Sometimes I make coffee. Let the Master stay up all night."

"Can too. I'll charge you sometime, Bi."

"Please, Bi." Andrea and her parents responded to Asih's remarks by nodding slowly accompanied by a smile.

After Asih passed from before the three of them, Airlangga again opened his voice.

"Ata, son. All this time, Father and Mother have made a very big mistake. For years we left you to Bi Ijah, so you grew up without our affection. Excuse me. Forgive us for not being good parents to you. Forgive Dafa too, because of your brother, you were forced to marry at a very young age."

"Father and Mother do not need to apologize. I should instead thank Father and Mother, for making me an independent child and accustomed to living without relying on parents. I should also thank Mas Dafa, for giving me the opportunity to marry his future wife, a beautiful and pious woman. For me, Cantika is the most beautiful gift that God has given, so I do not regret getting married at a very young age. Later if we have many children, I as a parent will try to be fair and not sacrifice one child for the sake of the other, so that they may not feel wasted and grow up to be godly or godly children under our care-both parents. I don't want my children to grow up to be young like their father."

Andrea said with a lowered voice. But successfully hit a lump of meat that resides in the chest Airlangga and Vay, so that the two middle-aged were momentarily silenced and trying to withstand the throbbing pain felt in the heartburn.

The mood for a moment was silent. Only a sigh was heard accompanied by the sound of birds singing songs of longing to His Lord.

"For my son, since the existence of Dafa is not known until this very moment, Father is very hopeful ..you are willing to replace it-manage the subsidiary branch of our family company that is in Kalimantan for a while," airlangga seraya broke the silence.

Andrea published a smile and replied to her father. "Thank you, Dad. But sorry, I cannot replace Bang Dafa-managing subsidiary companies in Kalimantan. I'm still in high school and inexperienced in business, let alone managing a company."

"Dafa assistants will help you, Ta. You can split your time, complete your studies and work as a CEO. Now, you have the responsibility of a wife that you have to live with. Not only the inner living, but also the birth living that you have to give."

"It's exactly what your father said, honey. You have the responsibility of a wife that you have to live with. If you are ready, you will also stay in Kalimantan with you so that you are no longer lonely. Every time your father goes to LN or out of town, you're just lonely friends. Sari and her two sons rarely stay at our house. Bi Salma and Bi Rumi were sometimes busy with their work." Vay also spoke.

"Sorry, Dad, Mommy. I absolutely cannot replace Bang Dafa-managing subsidiary companies. I can't live in Borneo either." Andrea remained firm.

Airlangga and Vay breathed heavily. Both of them ran out of ways to persuade Andrea.

Perhaps, only Cantika can persuade my son-whisper Vay's heart.

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