Sacred In Stain
Narcissistic

Chapters 131. Narcissistic

“Kata Yudhis, Erlangga gave a wedding gift honeymoon voucher for him and Khalisa. Does that mean our kids are starting to make up?” Maharani asked Barata for his opinion.

The two of them were having an afternoon conversation in the back garden. Barata was busy feeding his fish, while Maharani was watering his favorite flower plants.

“Papi feels so too. Erlangga began to emit softening signals since we returned from Bandung after Yudhis marriage with Khalisa. Also after playing with Afkar often, he no longer continues to discuss the disobedience related to the presence of Yudhis who became our adopted son, do not continue to insist just want to be the only child.”

“Papi feels no. The presence of Khalisa and Afkar is similar to the presence of Yudhis in our lives. It brings many blessings and kindness. Maybe this is one of the Creator's answers to do’a-do'a we, want our children to get along well again like before,” said Maharani, relief is clearly illustrated on his face which is still clearly visible curate classy beauty despite his age is not young anymore.

Barata agreed. “Mami is right, taking us to the sweet moments of the past. Oh yeah, where's our newlyweds, round cheeks too? From earlier do not look?”

“Yudhis again ngajak Khalisa and Afkar walk to the beach. Nice weather buoy.”

“If the youngest?”

“Erlangga again pick up his grandmother, later tonight we are planning to have dinner with a large family, all of you introduce Khalisa as our son-in-law. Oh yeah, did Papi realize anything? It seems our strategy of making Khalisa closer and willing to open up to Yudhis is bearing fruit. Two days ago, Mami observed, Khalisa's attitude to Yudhis is now not as flat as when after the marriage contract. Even earlier at dawn, Mami found their hair both wet when Mami wanted to deliver an additional towel,” Maharani said meaningfully while giggling.

“Ide Papi brilliant right? Akh, Yudhis finally managed to become a tough stud. Well, this is how if you have a thin brain, ideas appear on time and target.” Barata chimed in, chuckling in praise of himself, to which the woman in milk chocolate dress dressed in the flowers with a head-band also responded with the same laugh.

“Iya deh yes, Papi's idea is brilliant and Mami admits it. If Yudhis since the first time it has been detected contaminated with the bucin virus, and it seems that now Khalisa also infected,” said Maharani ceria, making Barata abstruse happy.

“Papi can also see, their closeness progress is significant. But, from the beginning Papi was sure that Yudhis would not have trouble beating Khalisa. We just need to give a little. Although our son is not a lover of women and Khalisa is the first to make him moved, Yudhis has its own charm that can melt the hearts of women. Like me of course. Like father like son.”

“Didih, old man narcissistic!” sumpul Maharani was upset, laughing while shaking his head.

“But, despite this narcissistic, make no mistake, able to make Mr. Princess Maharani Syailendra Kecantol fall in love,” Barata said on a whim, his back shook with a crisp laugh, who was given a loud pat on his shoulder from the wife who put a slurred look.

“Friday! It's old too!”

“Honeymoon, honeymoon, self-conscious, remember gout at waist!” Maharani put a spray bottle of flower sprinklers, stomping her feet inside the house leaving Barata who was following, continuing to tease her endless.

*****

In a stretch of white sand combined with the pounding waves, framed by beautiful panoramas captivating the famous Island of Gods to various corners of the world, Yudhis walked while holding the friendly hands of Khalisa shaded warm by the afternoon sun. While Afkar in front of them was running around happily. Chatting this and that to his mother, explaining what he knew.

"Unda, it's the sea," he said with pleasure, as the waves carrying the sea touched his tiny feet that were deliberately walking barefoot. Afkar crouched down, touched the water and patted her happily, publishing a grateful happy smile on Khalisa's beautiful face.

"Pappah, it's pacil!" Afkar squeezed the half-wet white sand with his hand, playing it cheerfully.

"Papa's hotshot partner." Yudhis clapped his hands, playing in the sand with the cute boy.

Khalisa joined, crouching with the boy and Yudhis. Again, haru stormed, touching his heart as a mother saw her son happy surrounded by sincere affection abound.

In the past, even dreaming Khalisa did not dare, he was also Afkar loved and loved so much by honorable people like the Yudhis family. At the lowest point of his life, Khalisa

only aspired to seek happiness with the heart of the heart and be free from the shackles of the Dion family, without scorn and ridicule again, and what he got now turned out to be more than he ever imagined.

"Bang, I don't think we've ever been photographed together. If possible, I want us to take three pictures here, make mementos in order for the first time I came to Bali," pinta Khalisa was somewhat embarrassed, too, worry was considered tacky and worry Yudhis objected.

"Why didn't you tell me from earlier? Of course I can, my queen," whispered Yudhis in a seductive tone, making Khalisa feel his warm cheek.

Yudhis asked for help from people who were also walking on the beach, posing with Khalisa and Afkar. Even at the end of the photo they took a picture in the pose of kissing Afkar's cheeks happily together, what a sweet and harmonious portrait of a small family.

In contrast to the situation of a man who was being invaded permanently, was none other than Dion. The seeds that often spilled soaked the secretary's field, now fertilized the fetus, making it foggy due to the actions of his own vessel.

Seriate.