
"Can't you take Hyun home, old man?"
"Be aware, Ron even your path is helped with a stick."
"You've been working a long time, Kim. It's been ten years but you can't bring the boy home."
"That boy looks like his father if you forget Ron, the seventeen years he spent in that village."
Aaron snorted annoyedly listening to the reason of his best friend, they were sitting in a fairly spacious workroom. Smoke billowed into the air as they exhaled his expensive cigars.
"One year Kim! If you can't bring Hyun home, then my son Damian will pick him up."
"You're a chatty old man" Kim said.
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Three days Sraya and Akram spent on their honeymoon, and tonight was their last night in Bali.
Sraya tidied up the clothes that she and her husband had brought in the suitcase, not forgetting they bought some hands for all her family.
"Ah finished also I finish this much stuff." Sraya stretched her body.
Akram who had just returned to their room after buying a snack for Sraya, saw his wife was kneeling her own feet.
Akram gave all the snacks to Sraya who was greeted with enthusiasm, then sat with the girl on the sofa of their room.
"Are you not afraid of fat, brother? ask Akram.
"Hmm .. No, Mom. Why am I afraid of being fat when I have a husband" replied Sraya casually.
"But this husband is handsome and rich, are you afraid of being glimpsed by other women?"
Sraya stopped his eating and looked seriously at Akram's face, there was a feeling he could not explain when he heard such words.
Akram himself laughed, because he saw Sraya's cheeks bulging because of food that had not been swallowed.
Sraya who saw her husband laughing, glanced sharply at Akram and swallowed his food. His face was bent so that it was increasingly tense in Akram's eyes.
"I know that our marriage was due to a circumstance, but if, um. At that time, I did not agree with my mother and father. Why would you marry me?" sraya asked with her eyes reddened holding back tears.
Are you confused if he has spoken wrongly ? He was just joking. He quickly pulled his wife into his arms to calm down.
"I'm sorry if I've spoken to you wrongly. That's not what I mean, Mommy."
Sraya releases Akram's embrace and removes the origin of his tears, he does not know why he could cry when Akram just joked.
"Mas, no intention as small as any to glance at other women, what do you do? Mas's wife has been sincerely looking after Nastiti although not long known, has been loving and willing to take care of Sagara even though not his son, can make Mas's parents calm when Mas confused facing them."
Akram stroked mebut long wavy hair Sraya who was scattered, then brought again into his embrace.
"After all, this Mas Wife is very beautiful, smart to cook, and also kind. It's not just Mas, dear one, but our son, Sagara."
Akram stroked his wife's back, but Sraya was still unmoved. After a few minutes Sraya released another of Akram's bullets and looked at his face.
"I'm not angry, Mom. Glanced at another woman, I was angry because Mas Akram had kissed me but still talked about the opportunity of other women!" sraya answered.
Akram scrunched his forehead, kissed? Only once, only on the cheek. His wife is so adorable while sulking.
Three things he learned about his wife. Sraya can not stand the cold and will immediately flu, Sraya is very fond of food and snacks, Sraya turned jealous.
CUUUPP.
Sraya had not yet finished his words, Akram had already kissed Sraya's lips gently. Sraya's heart was pounding and just fell silent.
Akram could not hold back any longer not to kiss Sraya, silent. When Akram opened his eyes, he saw Sraya closing his eyes.
Akram did not release his lips on Sraya, he grabbed Sraya's body even closer and hugged him tightly.
Both drowning in their passion, Sraya begins to dare to return the gentle kiss her husband gave her.
Sweet, that's what Akram felt when wiping Sraya's lips. Like a new opium for Akram.
"Dear you, Sraya," Akram stuck his forehead on Sraya's forehead.
At eight in the morning Akram and Sraya returned to Central Java, after transit in Jakarta for two hours. Finally they reached the village of Akram when entering the daytime.
Masayu and Permana are very enthusiastic about welcoming his son and daughter-in-law, as well as Sagara who seems to miss his mother.
"Sir, have Akram and Sraya done anything yet?" ask Masayu curiously.
"Hust .. I can't talk like that, remember Akram promised not to max it out on Sraya. Sagara is only a month old, if they have another child how people respond."
Masayu simply replied to Permana's words by blasting his lips.
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Singapore, singapore,
"So how did it go, Liam ?"
"Sorry, Max. The result is still the same as last month."
"Are you kidding Liam? Even the results of the Sperm chromatin structure test showed the same results as last month's test?" maxwell was upset.
"I'm not God, Max. Which can determine your validity. I'm sorry Max I've tried my best for you" Liam said.
"Do whatever Liam does, I'll pay you dearly for your services."
"Next month I'll do a single cell gel electrophoresis assay test. This is the method by which the cell membrane***** is shed, the fragmented sperm DNA will form ‘ekor’, indicating the degree of DNA damage that occurs," explains Liam.
"Do your best" Maxwell replied arrogantly.
Maxwell returned to his apartment in Singapore. After several months of therapy and various tests, he has not been able to receive good results.
He remembered Nastiti, that girl? If not arrogant and gentle. Maxwell will not refuse even though it is not yet clear who he is.
Real Nastiti bravely hit Max until injured, Max is not a weak person. But for the actions of the girl who only intended to protect herself, managed to open the trauma of the arrogant man.
Surely his son was born and one month old, the same as the baby he met a few weeks ago at Willem's mall and party.
Maxwell felt strange when he saw the baby, either because of his feelings ? Or the fact is, the baby's parents have no resemblance at all.
Even though I met twice. Max realizes that the father's face of the baby is very typical of Asian faces, even though the woman he thinks as his mother is Indo-faced.
His eyes were like those of Max, who was a little bluish-gray in color and the look on his face was like someone he had ever known.