Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
139 . The Promise of Two Handsome Men
It's so hard to let go of the people we care about. Moreover, the family that is always there is both difficult and happy. Every human being has his or her own life line that has been determined by God.
After resting, Fajira takes Irfan and Fajri to the graves of her parents. Irfan had bent his handsome face because he was unable to resist Fajira's will.
He wanted to go by car so that his wife was not exhausted, but Fajira instead wanted to walk in order to greet her neighbors first.
"Come on, Mom! You don't be like this. Old pregnant like me has to walk a lot, baby!. Some of the distance is close, only 300 meters from here, it looks like the road there already looks better," delik Fajira.
It's always like this!. Fajira walked out of the room and left Irfan still sitting on the bed.
While Fajri, the little man was already standing behind the window of the house. He saw the children who were crowded in front of the rows of several guards were staring at his house.
"What do you see, baby?" said Fajira and made Fajri surprised.
"iihh, Mother! Aji shocked. Why are they standing there? is that gonna shoot them Mother?" ask Fajri plain.
"hehehe,, no, baby. Om it's just keeping security later. Is brother ready? Have you got shoes?" tanya Fajira chuckled listening to Fajri's innocent question.
"already, mother. Let's go!" Fajri picked up the three flowers he had picked on the road before arriving at the village.
"yuk, baby!" Fajira opened the door.
As usual, many people are curious about the new Fajira. They were quite surprised when they confirmed that it was indeed Fajira. He deliberately did not wear a mask because he wanted to feel the fresh air and still beautiful in the village.
"Mother, where's Dad?" fajri asked when he didn't see his father.
"Dad's not coming, baby. Don't you think we're both going?" Fajira took Fajri's hand and walked out of the house.
"Aren't we just forcing Mother's father?"
"let's go, baby. Let's walk!" said Fajira smiling while holding.
"oh, how do you play live anyway?" moaned Irfan while pouting and carrying a bunch of flowers in his hand.
"I thought I didn't want to come!" delik Fajira's.
"I'm coming, baby! but we'll just use the car!" bring Irfan back.
"Well, bang, we're on our way!" Take Fajira.
Huft... Irfan resigned, he walked beside Fajira and took the flower that was in his hand.
"Dad why pout?" ask Fajri.
"Grandfather baby, I'm just worried about you. Go to the cemetery far away, dear. Time to walk!" Adu Irfan to his possessive son.
"What is the truth Mother's father said?" tanya Fajri looked at Fajira fixedly.
"Dear, the distance is only 300 meters. Don't follow me, baby!" fajira said to look out for his son's madness
"300 meters is far away Mother! Let's turn around and get in the car!" peekik Fajri pulls Fajira's hand.
"Om, please call Mr. Sakti yes, say bring the car here! Hurry up om! in 5 minutes!" fajri said politely but firmly.
The guard ran away in the fog when he got the first command from his young master.
"Dragon!" exclaiming Fajira while staring at Fajri jengah.
"Father right Mother, 300 meters is far lo, then Mother to capean how?" Fajri looked at Fajira seriously.
"Fajri!" call Fajira who sounds horror in the little man's ears.
"Mother!" fajri said no less horror.
I should have asked Fajri for help from the beginning. Ahh Fajira listened more to Fajri's words than to me. Bathin Irfan breathed out his heavy breath.
Brums....
The car came out quickly and stopped slowly beside Fajira.
"huft.. ya already!" Fajira.
He could only murmur in his heart while riding in that car. Followed by Fajri and Irfan alternately. They soon set out for the necropolis where the Fajiras rested.
"turn left sir, there will be a three-turn right. Walk slowly!" fajira.
"Well, 'Him."
The car continued to walk around the small enough road slowly. Many pairs of eyes that see them, because the existence of the car kewah is very rare, never even seen in this village.
"Mother, the children who were following us!" said Fajri who looked back.
"yes? Oh, my God, it's dangerous!" said Fajira worried.
"Sir slowly yes. There are a lot of kids behind it!"
"well 'Him"
The car continued to run up to 200 meters, Pak Sakti suddenly just stopped and made them frown.
"why, Sir?" ask Irfan.
"It looks like we can't pass sir!, the path is very small and getting smaller," said Pak Sakti pointing towards the front.
"What I said, Mom! we better walk!. Yeah, let's get down!" get Fajira to start opening the car door.
"be careful, dear" said Irfan.
"yeah! let's get out! don't forget the mask!" fajira glared at Irfan and Fajri.
"hehehe" the two handsome men only glared at the glaring Fajira.
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"It's eating. Grandma, it's Grandpa's grave and it's an onty tomb, baby" Fajira said hoarsely as she introduced her family members.
They have arrived at the family meal Fajira Tiga eat it looks very well maintained and nice. Papa did indeed repair the three tombs well and asked people to take care of him.
*Dad, Mother, Grandpa. Sorry sister because you can only visit now after your departure. How are you doing? i miss! I really miss you guys!. I hope your father and Mother do not hate me, because I married without your blessing or my guardian.
Now I'm bringing your daughter-in-law and granddaughter. He's Mas Irfan, Dad, bund. He was a man who loved me so much, the man present brought pain and happiness at the same time. But right now I feel happy with her, Mom. I hope you guys approve of my relationship with Mas, Irfan*. Bathin Fajira with teary eyes.
Good afternoon, Father, Mother. Meet Irfan, the husband of your daughter, Fajira. I hope you don't curse me for what I've done to him. Rest in peace, I promise to keep them until death picks me up. I'm sorry I just got to visit you. Thank you for giving birth to this beautiful and powerful woman. I love him with all my soul and body.bathin Irfan.
Grandma, grandpa and onty. I'm Aji Grandma's granddaughter and grandpa. We haven't met yet. Mother is very strong, can still live well until now even without parents. If Aji can never do it, Grandma. Rest in peace, Aji will take care of you until when. Although now still small, but grandma same grandpa do not have to worry about it. Aji will be a great and strong man when he grows up. Aji will make your mother happy. Aji promise!. Bathin Fajri tried to hold back her tears.
They are silent with their own thoughts and feelings.pronounce some do'a for those who are gone.
Until it feels enough, they immediately go from there with a haru feeling that envelops the little family.
"i'm coming home, it's getting late" Take Irfan.
"Yes, honey. Yu, son!" Take Fajira.
They soon returned to Fajira's residence. There was a feeling of relief that was seen from the look of Fajira's face mixed with the feeling of haru enveloping his heart.
Irfan still faithfully grasped the soft hands of his wife, as well as Fajri. They walked towards the car, bracing for each other.
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TO BE CONTINUE
morning before noon, sorry yes last night I did not have time to update. Hopefully today can up 3 episodes yes.
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