That Time Is Coming
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All have gathered except with Aditya Yasmin and Bian.

Although they were a famous family, yet they never boasted if anyone greeted. They'll say hello to that guy.

"Grandfather! Where has Bian not come yet? We are missing" Salman said.

"Om Bian, he's gonna go to the toilet in a minute and come back again." Aditya was happy to see his cute to his two grandchildren.

"Oh yes! Grandpa wasn't hugged either? Are Grandpa kangen the same as you?" Aditya pretends to sulk.

"Despite Grandpa being hugged, too? not inferior to our good looks?" ask Salim.

Aditya was astonished, "Geez Whose grandson is this so smart?!" aditya exclaimed anxiously at them and with one pull Aditya carried both.

"Well! Grandpa is very strong, even though we are heavy! Mother only when we ask for a sling he said heavy? Grandpa is strong when Grandpa is old!" salim.

Salim's statement invited laughter from everyone, Annisa was so amused by his Grandchild's statement.

"Why are you so honest, dear?" ask Annisa.

"The question Mother said if lying later God does not love us," he replied innocently.

"Hoo! Even though I'm old but still in a storm, make no mistake, isn't Yas?!" aditya.

Yasmin, who was called by her name, chuckled.

"Yes," said Yasmin.

"Well, you're talking about Yang?" ask Aditya not accept.

"Cie called the other one." Malik yelled at both.

It invites laughter they get louder, Yasmin more red met. He even became misbehaved.

"Already, pity dai is red tuh see his cheeks so blushing." Annisa broke up after stopping her laughter.

They talk to each other, mingle together and love each other.

Annisa is so happy to see the closeness of Aditya and Yasmin, she is much happier with her current status until her death picks her up.

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Aditya is already at Annisa's house, he meets her ex-wife with a certain intention, which is to want her back again with him.

But the answer from Annisa is certainly the same and does not change in the slightest. "Mas already know the answer, many times I say Mas, I no longer want to establish any relationship with love or marriage. There is no longer any sense that there is Mas, I already consider you as My Brother and the Father of Asyifa, no more. Enough to get here. And please don't come after me again." Annisa pleads.

Aditya was still silent. "I know you have the same feeling Yasmin, why don't you try with her, besides pity Bian must see his parents do not live together. He's now much better and even better than before, I'm sure, Bian also wants it even though he never says it." Annisa again.

"Please open your heart wider Mas, You are approaching Me, I don't think because You still like Me. But because of your guilt!" annisa said again.

Aditya was silent, was he really like that? Did he start to love Yasmin?. Question after question came to Aditya's mind.

"Lighting you make sure of that to Yasmin. I'm sure Yasmin still loves you. But because he feels guilty so he's not like he used to fight for his love for you.

It made Annisa laugh. "Oh Allah? You're old even you already have a Grandson but still confused by your own feelings?" Annisa laughed softly.

Aditya scratched his non-itchy nape, he became embarrassed. "I think I'm starting second puberty?" cananda Aditya's.

Annisa laughs amusedly followed by Aditya.

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And here they are, throwing each other the word dear. Annisa already believes that it must be going well. Annisa is happy she finally gets to see the people she loves already find what they want.

Her happiness is so very complete, has a family that is so loving to her and also in addition now she already has two grandchildren.

"Which wisdom am I lying, is it Allah? Thank you for all these wonderful favors" Annisa murmured.

On the other hand, Bian was walking by playing his cell phone. She was so engrossed in the flat object that the pat on her arm distracted her.

"Sister! Can I ask for no help?" ask a girl.

Bian frowned confused, "want to ask for help what?" ask her.

"This is Brother, can you take a picture of us?" pinta the girl thrust her cell phone.

Bian did not budge, he just stared focused on the girl's face. "Sister! Hello?."

Bian's focus was up because of the girl's hand waving in front of his face.

Bian received the phone and began to position his camera. The girl and her friends posed in a wide variety of styles. In the third shot, the girl and her friends stopped her.

The girl approached Bian and asked him to return his phone while thanking him.

He checked Bian's shots, and the girl's smile expanded.

"Thank you again!" his words are satisfied.

Bian did not answer anything, he was busy with his world because he was so attached to look at the face of the girl.

The girl did not care and turned her body about to leave, but Bian's voice stopped her steps.

"Anita? You're Anita, right?" ask Bian.

Anita, a beautiful girl who two years ago asked for Bian's signature just for a bet. Yes, it's Anita.

Anita turned her body and looked at Bian confusedly. "Yes I'm Anita, why does Brother know me?" confused Anita.

Bian shook his head, "it's okay, just make sure." Say it and go away.

Anita looked at Bian strangely, in her heart wondering, how the young man knew his name. He's so confused.

Bian walked in with an occasional smile, remembering Anita who he found funny.

"It's changed so much her appearance, now she's wearing a hijab, so it's getting pretty" Bian murmured.

His smile faded as he became aware of what he was muttering. "Geez! What am I talking about?!" bian said to dismiss his thoughts.

WARM GREETINGS FROM DISAPPOINTED AUTHOR 😍😍.