
At 8pm, Raisa went to the twins' room to put her children to sleep. There turned out to be Edgar also who asked the twins to sleep together.
"We always wanted something like this. Sleeping in bed with Mami and Papi, then sung a song before going to bed or read a fairy tale" said Mia.
"Which Mia wants now?" ask Edgar.
"By Papi" replied Mia.
In their sleeping position, Raisa is next to Kia, and Edgar is next to Mia.
Edgar began to present children's songs that made the twins laugh. They thought Edgar's voice was good, apparently very, very bad, not at all. Raisa also to the gnawing of her head, Edgar could confidently choose to sing. Even so, they continued to listen to the song that Edgar sang until it was finished.
"Where is Papi's voice good, right?"
"It's really good Pi, to make my ears feel like it's going to break," honest Kia who was immediately approved by Mia.
"Yes, Pi. If Papi is a singer, I guarantee that he will be rejected, haha."
Edgar smiled at the laughing children. Not accidentally Edgar chose to sing. He wanted to see his son laugh every day.
"Therefore, Papi did not become a singer. Papi is the company leader. One of you will be rich Papi" said Edgar.
"I don't want Pi, I want to be an artist" Mia replied.
"I want to be Pi's astronaut" Kia replied.
Hearing his two children who have their own ideals, it feels sad, but he also does not want to force if indeed no one likes.
"Alright, chase your dreams until then, Papi will always be supportive."
"Thank you Pi," the twins answered simultaneously.
Raisa who saw the interaction kept smiling. This kind of scene that was originally rare and unthinkable at all, was now in front of his own eyes. Everything is still like a dream.
"Well, it's time for you to go to bed. Tomorrow must be school, if you wake up late you must make a riot at home," said Edgar who was only responded to with a small laugh from the twins.
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Tamara changed her clothes due to being hit by Bian's sausage. He kept grumbling while inside the toilet. All these years he's found a man as thick as Bian.
When he came out of the toilet, Bian was in front of the toilet waiting for Tamara to finish changing clothes. Tamara put her dirty clothes in Bian's hands.
"Wash the clothes clean, because you're so dirty like this."
Bian did not refuse at all because he realized he had done wrong to Tamara. Bian went to the parking lot to put the dirty clothes in the car.
Unintentionally, Bian heard the words of the person who was talking about Tamara.
"Tamara, what a pity for that woman. Though beautiful, from a rich family, but must be left married first with his ex-lover."
"Yes, what a lack of Tamara, she's an unmatched angel spec."
"Yes, but it's possible that Edgar's wife was more than Tamara."
Bian just passed by there on purpose and interrupted the conversation.
"Don't talk about other people from behind, let alone pity him like that. Sometimes the wounded need not be pitied, they just need to be supported and do not reveal the problems that occur."
The people there were immediately silent, Bian also went straight from there to see Tamara filming again.
Time after time had passed, filming had already finished at exactly 11 p.m. Bian and Tamara were already in the car. Bian drove out his car and occasionally opened up the topic of conversation. Unfortunately, Tamara did not respond because she kept quiet and looked at the car glass.
Hearing this, Tamara turned her head and looked at Bian.
"If you drive, you drive, don't talk. Later if it hits danger. What if the news suddenly appears, Tamara is a famous artist accident because the driver is not focused on driving."
Bian smiled thinly. Driver said? It is clear that he is an important person for the survival of Tamara's career.
"Take me to the apartment, I'm lazy to go home" Tamara asked.
"Alright, with pleasure," replied Bian.
After that, along the way there was no chatter at all. There was only silence, not because Bian did not invite Tamara to chat, but because Tamara was apparently exhausted to sleep in Bian's car.
When he arrived at the Tamara apartment baseman, Bian could not bear to wake Tamara. If he carried Tamara to the apartment was not possible, because he did not know in the apartment how many Tamara lived. Not to mention, surely the door also has a pass number, which Bian also does not know. Bian waited for Tamara to wake up.
Bian looked at Tamara's calm face while sleeping. It was different when the woman opened her eyes. I don't know why Bian smiled at her. Instantly Bian immediately shook his head.
"No! I may not have started to like it. Can I move on so soon?"
Bian looked at Tamara's head that was about to fall next to him, he denied it with his hands. Tamara woke up and screamed.
"Araghh! What are you doing? You want to do a pervert by holding my head!?"
"Diddeliver! I was helping you to "
"Lied!"
Not yet finished talking, Tamara cut him off.
"Maybe Jena has a rich friend of yours. Huh! You pervert!"
Tamara took off her seatbelt, then got off Bian's car and closed the door so hard that Bian's chest was so shocked. Tamara even forgot to thank Bian for being delivered back to the apartment.
"When I didn't believe you were the goddess that your fans often praised. To me you're just a woman with a high temperament."
Bian drove his car out of the basement of Tamara's apartment. Along the way, Bian kept remembering Tamara's attitude and behavior that differed greatly from her image in the public eye. In fact, Tamara is like a goddess, only to people who do not like Tamara will show her very clearly her dislike.
Drtt drtt
Bian's phone rang and when it was seen, Jena's name appeared on the screen.
"What?!" said Bian who immediately insisted.
"Geez, my God! I haven't asked anything yet. How's Tamara? You've brought her home safely, haven't you?"
"Hm, there I came home insecure," replied Bian.
"If you are a bodo. How's Tamara doing?" ask Jena again.
"Stop being a matchmaker, Jena. Me and Tamara won't fit in. Yes, enough today I am kabulin your request. Tomorrow I won't."
"Damn! It sucks!"
The phone connection was immediately closed by Bian unilaterally.
"I shouldn't have said it in the first place."
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