REVENGE FOR MY EX - HUSBAND
MOST BEAUTIFUL GIFT

From SEDAYU ~ JOGJAKARTA, YANKTIE congratulates reading this simple story.

Radit looked at his wife's pale face, then he continued his story.

"She ran to the baby's room, asked the children to pray for you. Then your heart rate comes back even if it's very weak."

"Since the baby was removed, you were given a hard drug that has not dared to be given considering Mas and papa asked for pigs to be maintained."

"You started to move when Mamas cried on your chest last week and today it was Ade who woke you up."

"The names are Mamas and Ade?" dinda was confused.

"Mas does not dare to give the name of our babies Yank. I was afraid of being wrong so for a while Mas told them that I called mamas and ade until Mother gave you a name," Radit explained why he only gave nicknames.

"What date is it now?" ask Dinda next.

"Five May Yank" replied Adit.

"Happy anniversary yes Mas."

"God, remember? Mas even forgot the date since the world seemed to stop spinning Yank. I saw when you got hit because papa had a bad feeling. Since then I've almost never been out of this room."

"I definitely remember the fifth of May" said Dinda with a sweet smile.

"This is the most beautiful gift for our wedding Yank." Radit again kissed Ade and Dinda.

"Awhile, I'm reporting papa. I'm sure you want to know your voice."

"How's papa's health?"

"You just realized Yank, don't think about your health first. You think your health was first?"Asih clearly heard everything.

'*Bak Dinda is a really great girl. Just realized he had thought about his in-laws' health. Very different from Shalimah*.'

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"Alhamdulillah," said Eddy, he was shocked at midnight by Adit's phone call. It is currently at 01.37 WIB

"Are you serious?" Eddy still can't believe it.

"Yes Pa. It's Papa talking to himself, yes" Radit said.

"Assalamualaykum Pa," Dinda said to her father-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah Dinda you are aware Son. Wa'alaykumsalam, are you well son? Are you conscious?" Eddy spoke even irregular so happy to hear the voice of his daughter-in-law.

"Yes Pa, I'm sober. Thank you Papa for taking care of me and the kids." Dinda said sincerely.

"No need to think. What matters is that you are healthy. Don't mind much. Tomorrow morning Papa's going there because if now also not allowed to enter."

"Assalamualaykum Pa's. Take a break."

"Yes Papa rest. Papa will also tell Mbok Marni."

"Have Mbok Marni come here Pa."

"They take care of your child when it's noon with Asih's mbok."

"What do you want to bring breakfast with you?"

"If the ingredients are there asking for marrow porridge may be? But if the material doesn't exist tomorrow-tomorrow Pa."

"Later Papa says the same Mbok Marni makes marrow porridge yes." Eddy still did not expect his son-in-law still did not want to stay mumpung sick. Ask to be brought along the marrow porridge just say that the material is there.

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"Dad movedin Ade first yes, let her bobo yummy. I'll take a look at the photos of both of them." 

"Be careful, slow down."

"Yes, I can. From them was born Mas who held his own only now there are mbok Asih who help."

"So then mbok Asih and mbok Marni who take care of the children."

"Who's in the kitchen to cook who?" Dinda is not good if mbok Marni so take care of her children.

"There will be another energy part that cooks.  Mbok Marni and mbok Asih have been used to hold baby. Let those who hold a baby I don't want to have a young baby sitter Yank."

"Yes, I know what Dinda said.

"They're used to holding a baby when there is no need for a baby sitter or professional energy about babies," Radite explained.

"Conventional power is good too. Our mothers in the past also did not use baby sitters" said Dinda.

"Yes, I put Ade in the baby box first, yes," 

"Yes, it's."

Asih pretended to sleep, he did not feel good to disturb the two old masters who did not communicate.

"This is when they were three days old still in the incubator. They are three weeks old." Clearly Adit was lying on Dinda's side.

"This is a photo this morning with each other's mbok." 

While waiting for the yanktie update the next chapter, stop by the cool novel by a yanktie friend named LENNI MASLIANA NASTI

the title of a CHILD'S STRUGGLE novel