The After One Night
[Acknowledging]

"Jinc." Savira hugged her female besan. He then rubbed a speck of water that overflowed from the corner of his net.

Today Savira secretly visited Dhyrga Miller's house with many gifts.

Unmitigated the price of jewelry he gave to Cheryl, as well as clothes and other necessities for her granddaughter.

"Thank you for coming." Queen knew Savira Li needed a fight to get to this place. "Which storm?"

"He's not coming. Sorry."

Savira's sad face was then brushed aside by Cheryl's sweet smile. "It's okay Ma." His word.

"Yes, we know. It's hard for the storm to come here. As long as his father's grudge is still raging as long as it's possible the storm can never pick up my granddaughter." Krystal.

Savira was stunned, not about it. The reality is that the storm refused to come because it felt unnecessary.

Raka reprimanding. "Have not daydreamed. We don't have a problem even if the storm doesn't come. Importantly, Cheryl is still safe by our side. Because honestly, we're more worried about letting Cheryl get taken to a foreign place and live life out there without any facilities."

Savira nodded. "I am the same Sir. I'd rather Cheryl be with you, at least she's safe, especially if my granddaughter is safe. Thank you for understanding the imperfect condition of our family." Sincerely speaking.

Queen smile. "Let time be answered. What will our naughty sons' relationship look like." Said.

Queen tried to understand. It's all gone, in fact Cheryl and the Storm love each other. And everyone knows Cheryl herself was chasing after her husband.

"So what's our baby boy's name?" Savira turned to focus on the tiny baby who had just arrived among the sisters.

Savira chuckles in anxiety as she receives the baby's small body. "Oh my God, baby boy looks like a storm. His nose, his eyes, his lips. But his eyeballs came down from Cheryl apparently." He glanced at the mother of the baby.

"Lumayan, even though only his eyeballs are important there is Cheryl down. So not everything from the storm." Canda Queen's.

Savira gave a crisp chuckle. That one sinless baby makes everyone happy. "So what's his name?"

"Azriel, Ma. Azriel Ezra Admiral." Obviously Cheryl. Her lips smiled sweetly as she said it.

Savira clucking sumringah. "Rear name of Storm is suitable given. What else is so much like his father." His antus.

Everyone sat on the sofa of that elite room. Now Cheryl is still in the hospital, lucky not hard enough for her to give birth to her first child.

"But the plan is to bring Cheryl back to Indonesia. We can't possibly let a company based there lie dormant. Maybe the storm can return to Indonesia if later miss the wife's children. We with open arms accept." Dhyrga Miller.

Savira. "What relationship can they still call marriage? The storm never hit his wife. Never mind be born, not even Cheryl get the mind." Sluggishly.

"Don't talk about living. My own granddaughter who refused to bless her husband. As long as the storm doesn't pledge talak they're still husband and wife." Krystal.

Cheryl was overwhelmed, now she was the unwanted wife of her husband. Which resulted in the loss of the right to a living.

Fuck that status. All Cheryl did for the Storm, though hell in return, Cheryl was willing. This is the definition of unconditional love.

...✴️🔸🔸🔸✴️...

One month already Ezra was in the mortal world. The more days the bigger and longer. Her cheeks were filled, any arm ever again. The exclusive asi of his mother was enough to make the tiny baby grow.

Ezra still gets the special privileges, but because today he wants to be invited to go to his father's campus, then Ezra is a little more stylish.

Ezra was given a warm clothes travel style that is quite adorable. Aunt Ciko is ready to push Ezra's stroller.

Queen also smiled to give blessing to her grandchildren and children to go to the campus which is currently in London.

From the United Kingdom to London is quite time consuming, maybe about 7 hours more if by car. So this time Cheryl must be willing to air using a private jet for the sake of her beloved Baby.

Arriving in London, Cheryl boarded her father's facility car to get to the college where she was studying. Not to study, but to meet her husband.

On the way, Cheryl eats Ezra before she gets out of the car and has to talk to the Storm.

"Yeah, we got Baby boy, now we meet your Papi." Ciko helps Cheryl move Ezra to the stroller after the car pulls over a magnificent building known as the campus of the rich.

"Oh my God, funny." Everyone looked at Ezra's stroller in droves. The little baby was obedient, fast asleep with an innocent handsome face.

"Yes." Yeah." Cheryl is smiling. Which mother isn't proud to have a son as handsome as Ezra?

"What's his name?"

"Ezra."

"What a great name."

"Ezra excuse me." As much as possible Cheryl came out of the crowd of her friends. Ciko and Cheryl take Ezra into the basketball practice site of Hurricane Admiral.

"Chery." Luke immediately ran to his best friend's wife after finding the beautiful figure.

"Ryl's." Sandy, Endre, David and Ernest run to Ezra's pram.

Cheryl pulls out the stroller Ezra, and Ciko sits in one of the chairs. The baby is still asleep.

"Well, baby boy we got here." Shouted Endre enthusiastically. "The little storm is so handsome." The compliment.

"Hay Ezra." Ernest was anxious to see Ezra's facial expression as he wriggled in shock. "He's funny."

Cheryl smiling. "Big brother, Cheryl's got Ezra." Pamphitt.

"OK." Everyone agrees. While Sandy did not say a word, she still saw the fate of Cheryl Arsya.

Cheryl ran into the middle of the field, where her husband was busy dribbling the ball without caring about her arrival. "Sister."

Brakkk....

Cheryl closed her eyes tightly as the Storm tossed the ball over her head. One accurate throw that always Storm prints into the ring.

Back Cheryl opened her eyes, then the cold face of Storm was gripping before her body.

"Aren't there enough submissions from Mama, that you're here to see me?"

Cheryl suffocating. "Cheryl knew Cheryl was wrong. But look at our Ezra for a second. He deserves to know who Papi is, right?"

The storm pulled over, grabbing his towel and drinks. "What am I looking at? You no longer need me."

Cheryl tried hard to ward off her tears by blinking a few times. "Cheryl wants to go back to Indonesia." He followed the young man's footsteps.

The storm stopped in shock, but again he turned to stare at the cynical face of his wife. "Then, what does this have to do with me?"

Cheryl ran after that. Otherwise, perhaps the Storm witnessed how weak she begged her husband's understanding.

On the other side of the field, Sandy breezed her gaze toward Cheryl. "What's wrong?"

"Cheryl is done. Cheryl has to say goodbye to Ezra, excuse Uncle-Uncle." With a tremor of her voice, the beautiful woman again pushed her son's pram out of the room.

Ciko's after Cheryl.

Sandy came to her best friend. Enough he's quiet. Bugh... One punch landed on the handsome face of Hurricane Admiral.

"Emang bastard Lo! Want Lo what?" His shouting.

"What the fuck?" The storm brushed aside once more as Sandy tried to strike her back.

"He's your wife Bai! Trouble your wife's son came from Great Britain to London just to see you! And you, just ignore them? You don't want to admit them!" Ernest chimed in with a shout.

"Then do they admit me?" The storm returned the screams of his friend.

"Don't regret Lo!" Connect Sandy.

The storm turned on the young man. "Why? You want to take my wife?"