
Early in the morning Aaron was busy packing because his brother was going home. After helping her brother clean up, she cleaned up.
"Pakde's got half the stuff in the car, want Aaron?" Ask pakde.
"Yes,pakde. Here's the car keys." Aaron replied while handing over the car keys to Arman.
In a wheelchair, Romi came out of his room with Aaron and said goodbye to the sisters who were on guard.
Pakde was waiting near the car. Together with Pakde, Aaron took Romi up to the car. Aaron started the engine of his car and left the hospital.
An hour later they arrived home. At home there is Adi and also his wife's son.
"Why are they here?" Romi asked in shock.
"And I told you that it was Adit who held the company that you used to hold." Aaron Sahut.
"Why should his family stay here?" Asked Romi in a dislike tone.
"Abang just ask the same about Adit. He doesn't care if I talk."
"Guuhh."
Aaron pushes Romi's wheelchair into the house.
"Romi, welcome to this house." His wife said to Adit.
"It's my own house there's no need to say welcome." Romi ketus.
"Romi, your aunt just wants to be friendly." Om Adit tried to defend his wife who was immediately speechless to hear Romi's words.
"Come on Aaron, go straight to brother's room!" Romi's Word.
"Remember while sleeping in the guest room below yes, so it's easier and safer." Bright Aaron.
"What did you say? You sleep in the guest room?" Romi Protest.
"Take a bang. Brother's room is safe. I've locked it."
"Huuhh, you just said you didn't want to bother helping your brother up and down the stairs." Sahut Romi cynical.
"Wild safe also bang. Do you want to go up the stairs? Not afraid of falling? I just imagine being scared."
"Huhoohh!" Romi finally resigned as Aaron pushed his wheelchair into the guest room.
Chequek. The door was opened by Aaron.
"Narrow room like this." Grousers Romi.
"Not too narrow, bang. You want to be safe, don't you?"
"Whatever you are. Leave your brother alone!" Expel Romi.
"What do you want in masakin?"
"Will not be hungry!"
"Hhh, yes. I'll stay first. If you need anything, just call me or Mr. Arman. He's gonna help me take care of my brother." Aaron said and then walked out of Romi's room.
In the living room, there was om Adit with his wife and son.
"Aaron." Call me Adit.
"What's up, um?"
"Tell your brother to be polite with Aunt Dilla. She's om's wife. He should respect me too."
"Hhmm, that problem just said the same brother. He's upset with me so there's no way he'll listen to me." Aaron Sahut.
"You are that."
"Aaron to the room first,om. Not going to the office today?"
"A little while." Answer about Adit.
"The nephew of the mas did not know how polite the old man, arrogant. Didn't they teach their parents?" Said his wife om Adit cynically.
"already,ma. I worked this bad luck."
"Yes bad luck because of welcoming the return of the niece who does not know herself."
"Already, just let it go. The boy is so. Go first." Pamit om Adit to his wife.
Aaron goes into Romi's room to retrieve important papers to register Romi's marriage in two weeks. Once everything was ready, Aaron immediately walked out of the room.
"Where are you going, Aaron?" Ask Adit's wife.
"I have business tan." Aaron replied, which soon passed from before his aunt.
Aaron immediately drove his car to Rey's office to submit a file containing the conditions to register Romi's marriage.
After parking his car, Aaron headed straight for Rey's room.
Tok
"Nonset. ." Rey from within.
Chequek. Door opens. Aaron stood at the door.
"Assynnjetn. . " Say Aaron.
"Wa aleikumsalam." Answer Rey.
Aaron walked over to Rey. "Sir, I brought the letters of bang Romi to use to register his marriage with brother Ratna." Aaron lights up while putting his file on Rey's desk.
"Did you agree?" Ask Rey while opening the file given by Aaron and read it.
"Hmm, at first he objected but he finally complied." Bright Aaron.
"Yes,pak. I'll tell you soon about bang Romi's wedding plans."
"Hhhh."
"I'll excuse you, sir." Pamit Aaron's. Aaron then walked out of Rey's room.
Aaron returned to his vehicle. This time he drove his car towards the campus where he was attending college.
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After getting the letters of completeness of Romi's personal data, Rey immediately went home. He wants to register Ratna and Romi's marriage as soon as possible.
Rey enters Seno's room.
"Seno,mas is going home now. You can be alone, right?"
"Hmm, are you going home yet?"
"Yes. Mas want to take care of the marriage registration Ratna and Romi so that it can be immediately direct." Bright Rey.
"Alhamdulillah,mas. May they really be fools."
"Aamiinu. Stay first." Pamit Rey's.
Rey then went down to the parking lot. Rey drove her car home to collect Ratna's personal data.
An hour later, Rey arrived home.
"Mas, are we home?" Siti asked in wonder while kissing the back of Rey's hand.
"Mas wants to see Ratna. Is he in his room?"
"After lunch, he's in the room continues. Maybe he wants to eat something but won't say it."
"Hhmm, I'll accompany you to her room." Bring Rey.
Tok.
Siti knocked on Ratna's room door.
Before long, Ratna's room door opened.
"Mom, Rey's father?" Dahi Ratna furrowed her eyes at Rey who was standing behind Siti.
"Can we come in?" Ask Siti."
"Oohh, come in." Ratna answered and sat on the side of the bed. Siti sat down next to Ratna.
"You still have a fever?" Ask Siti.
"Not anymore, mother."
"Still vomiting?"
"It's still morning, if evening until night just a little nausea." Answer Ratna.
"Thank God. Long-time nausea will be reduced and disappear on its own after the first trimester." Siti Terang.
"Yes, mother."
"Hmm,rath. Do you have an identification card and a family card? The photo? Birth certificate?" Ask Rey.
"For what, sir? I only brought a photocopy of it was just one sheet because I had used it to apply for work when I first came to the city."
"Ooh, it's okay. I'll do it myself."
"But for what, sir?" Ratna asked in wonder.
"To register your marriage and also Romi. I'll just register here." Bright Rey.
"Married? I want to marry him?" Ratna asked in shock.
"Yes,Ratna. You want your baby to have a father, right?"
Ratna was silent. Her view is empty Marry a man who has impregnated her without love. How will my married life be. His inner.
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Happy reading, may you like. Sorry if there is a typo. Don't forget his support for this othor's work huh. Thanks though. ππ
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