That Time Is Coming
69.

HAPPY READING MAN-FRIENDS 😊😊.

Aditya drives his car home. Before that, she escorts Yasmin and Bian to her apartment.

Although the view is straight forward, but his mind is not focused on the road in front of him. Fortunately, nothing bad happened because of his unfocusedness.

Yasmin noticed Aditya from behind, because Bian, who had fallen asleep, had him accompany her son in the back seat. "Maybe he was still thinking about it," Yasmin murmured inwardly.

🕳️🕳️🕳️🕳️

"What about you?" ask Aditya back.

Annisa blinked nervously. "What's wrong with me?" his reply after neutralizing his expression.

"Don't you think what I meant at that time?" Aditya asked with a sad expression.

Annisa was a little nervous at the face so attached by her ex-husband, but seconds later she looked back at Aditya. He said, "no."

"Why?" ask her again. "You know what I'm going to say, don't you?" annisa.

"I know, but don't you have the slightest taste of me anymore? if so, my permission is to fight back as before." Aditya pleads.

Annisa is silent with many thoughts in her head, until Yasmin's voice shocks them. They instantly decided on their views and turned to their respective jobs nervously.

Yasmin actually did not want to interrupt their conversation, but seeing her nervousness as Annisa and also her no answer given Annisa, made her take the initiative to eliminate the awkwardness between them.

Aditya who felt a little embarrassed left the two of them and joined his sons and daughters.

🕳️🕳️🕳️🕳️

Aditya stops his car in the parking lot, he releases the seatbelt before opening the door for his and Yasmin.

"Let me just carry it." Aditya said when Yasmin built Bian, but the son did not want to wake up.

Aditya opens the door next door to carry Bian, "is that big of a kid?" aditya muttered to the son who was on his back.

How not big, the teenager has entered high school since a year ago. Of course he's that big.

Without Aditya knowing, Bian slightly opened his eyes and smiled. Happy once he is at his age is still spoiled by his father.

💢💢💢💢

Annisa still can not close her eyes until now, now the clock shows at 3 am. Because he did not get sleepy, he finally went down and went to the kitchen to get a drink.

Annisa walks into the kitchen, but her steps are slow because she sees a bright light. The woman peeked over the wall as a sound came from the direction of her kitchen.

He smiled happily. Article in the kitchen, there is the princess who is sitting on the dining table chair which is located not far from the stove. And in front of the stove, stood the son-in-law who was busy cooking jokingly with his daughter.

This view is no stranger to him. He approached them and rubbed Ashifa's head fondly making Syifa look up.

"Not slept yet?" ask Syifa.

Annisa sat down beside Asyifa. "Mother can't sleep" he lamented.

Asyifa tilted her head. "Why?"

Annisa turned her head and smiled, "it's okay."

Annisa let out a tired sigh, she frowned her temple confused, confused as to where she had started to tell the story. The middle-aged woman confirmed her position facing the princess.

"Darling, do you want Mommy to come back with your Dad again?" ask her to doubt.

Asyifa became silent for a moment. "Does Mommy still have the same taste of Dad?" ask her back.

"Mother also does not know, Mother is already disappointed with your Father. But I don't know why Mother always thinks the same way she does."

"Pufft ... Mother again upset it turns out." said Malik and joined sitting next to the wife while putting a plate containing seafood fried rice. Happily Asyifa accepted her and took a spoon for her to use.

"The mother wanted to be Grandma but was still upset. Second puber then?!" Malik sneered, Annisa swiftly picked up the tissue she had clenched and threw it at her daughter-in-law.

Malik dodged and laughed loosely at Asyifa's follow. "Brazed son-in-law!" he was laughing but laughing.

"Moment again this serious talk?!" pissed her.

"Malik wants to ask Mommy. Does Mommy still love Daddy? or just pity? if according to Malik anyway, it all depends on Mother will not be her." replied Malik.

"Amier does not agree that Mommy is back with her father Brother Bian!" amier was standing behind them.

Amier will take the drinking water to the kitchen, but his ears catch the conversation between the adults. He became his own emotion.

Annisa and the others were stunned at Amier's exclamation. "Amier," called the Mother to her son and was about to hold his hand. But it was looked at by Amier with annoyance.

Annisa was shocked by Amier's treatment, only this time she was so angry. "Mother cannot come back the same as Om Aditya. I can take care of Mommy, I can escort Mommy anywhere without having Om Aditya next to Mommy! I don't want your position replaced by anyone!" his anger was long.

Annisa fell silent with the words of Amier who according to her was so brave. "Have you?" ask Annisa softly. He held the son's hand and led him to sit beside his older brother.

"Who would like to return the same Om Aditya who is dear?" annisa's soft speech and the son's nose whistle.

"That was, I was horrified Mother asked for an opinion from Sister Syifa!" pissed her.

"Basar bocil, just interfere!" saut Syifa's.

"It's just an opinion, not a decision, after all, Mother's love is stuck in your dear father." Annisa chuckles.

"Oh, kirain wants to go back, if that happens, I'll come forward to dispel him!" the boy was still nagging.

Annisa and Malik chuckled. Asyifa only focused on her food regardless of the ravings of her sister.

Amier glanced at his brother who was busy with his activities. "Sister-in-law, is there any more fried rice?" ask him while swallowing.

"Well, it's finished Deck" said Malik. Asyifa who heard it instantly secured her plate, fearing that Amier would take her.

They laughed at the funny behavior of the two brothers. "Okay, Brother make it again, well, Mother also want it?" ask Malik.

"May, but not too much yah" replied Annisa.

Malik nodded and walked to the front of the stove to make more of their order. Annisa smiled looking at her daughter's son. Amier who secretly took the fried rice of Asyifa, and Ashifa who would nag.

STAY RIGHT TRAIL YOU GUYS MAN-FRIENDS 😊.

WARM GREETINGS FROM DISAPPOINTED AUTHOR 😍😍.