The Destiny of Love Fahira
Brother Again?!!!

In another room, a couple of lovers who had become husband and wife a few hours ago were sitting on the bedside.

A while ago Allan who had finished bathing, and She who asked for help open the back zipper and remove the hairpin a little difficult.

Though not the famous MUA, just make up ala levels.

"Not Lan yet?"

"A little more!"

His hand kept moving looking for a brace that was not just one or two, it was even very numerous.

"It's over!"

She got up from her seat and went into the bathroom.

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Self-cleaning and removing make up, no less than thirty minutes, the door was opened.

His eyes immediately caught someone already snoring and blanketed. Allan, the man seemed to be exhausted from the time-consuming journey.

Not only tired of the trip, his mind was a few hours ago very stressful, just that he was very tired.

She smiled as she watched the man she loved get shut up, get into bed, and enter the same blanket as Allan.

Another with couples in general, the usual first thing they do is the wedding night.But for She already does not apply. His stomach had even housed Allan's developing seeds.

Long nights together with Allan has often been passed by him. The woman understood the situation of her husband.

His hand rubbed Allan's forehead, so that the hair back.Allan blinked his eyes, his hands welcomed carrying his wife's hand and dyed his phone.

She smiled, apparently her husband was still awake, despite snoring.

"Sleep, I'm tired. We can do it every time. Pity that here if it's too often!"

She felt happy, her husband turned out to be very understanding.Swiping She's stomach and pulling her closer into Allan's arms.

"Sleep baby!"

"Yes.."

She held onto She possessively.

Thanks, thanks for everything.

Especially God, your destiny is beautiful, may it be best and forever.

Thank you my husband Allan, because in the end you are the companion of my life, even though it must be years and very winding.

Thank you my family, Mamah, Kak Fandi, Kak Ara, and Opa Brahmin.

Not to forget also Om Petra, Ahh Papah Petra.Trank you for being an excellent Opa assistant

Thanks though.

Ara also began to close her eyes and wade through her dreams with Allan.

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The twilight is starting to show at the end there. Houses that used to be crowded with toddlers are now like ABG gatherings if it is Sunday night.

The sound of three people in the front yard who had been half magic into a basketball court and futsal was very crowded.

Three people like a village, the baritone voice of two men who began to grow up, and another person turned ABG who was unstable.

The car entered the gate and parked not far from the field.

Ara and She walked out the front door. Followed by teenage girls and boys who came down by slumping from a jog.

"Your, wait for me! Dengerin Inggi first!" The teenage girl ran after Ara who had already walked into the house.

She who was behind him just smiled and shook her head.

"Enzo here!!!" Yilmaz shouted from the field.

Enzo who knew it immediately ran closer to his brothers.

"Eh bocil, why'd you think?" Tanya Riza who was in the field, next to Hafi and Yilmaz Nugroho.

Enzo just shrugged his shoulders.

"Said brother Inggi, he doesn't want to have another sister"

The eyes of Riza and Hafi instantly glared, they were shocked.

"Huh, what did you say?Brother??!!!"

Enzo nodded many times, his eyes were rounded.

"He"ehmmm, sister.In the stomach there is a sister"

"Withi!.."

"Za!.."

The two look at each other. Another with the twins Riza and Hafi growing up, Yilmaz laughed out loud.

"So I want another sister!"

"Diem lu Yil!" Hafi, who felt Yilmaz laughing at them, was eventually chased down to pity.

How could her mother who was forty years more pregnant again.

"Oh my God!" Riza cupped her own head up.

"I should be the one who soon deserves to give mamah and papah grandchildren, not a sister for us again. My sister is quite Inggira, and there are two younger cousins Yilmaz and Kenzo. Aachh!!! it's because of papah"

Riza who spoke to herself, while the little boy next to her laughed at her brother, Yilmaz who was lying on the tile and was being tickled by Hafi.

" enzoo help me Enzo! Brother Riza!..aduhh ahh already brother, I am tickled hahhaa.. Brother Hafi is already hahhaaa, I am ticklish! "

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to be continue