Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Seasons 2's. 8 New Status

Qiran was looking to cook in the kitchen, but she did not know what because all this time she had never cooked, except cooking instant noodles and frying eggs, even then sometimes scorching.

Because all this time Bimo forbade him from approaching the stove, the reason was dangerous. Qiran did not know the kitchen.

He walked back and forth while biting his finger, one hand on his waist.

" Dear why are you?" Bimo asked him.

" I want to cook, but I don't know what to cook." Sahut Qiran's.

" What can you cook?" Canda Bimo raised his eyebrows. Bimo knew very well that Qiran could not cook.

" Ih you are." Qiran hit Bimo's chest softly.

Nyess....

Bimo's heart was like being drenched in ice hearing the call of 'Mas' from Qiran.

Bimo catches Qiran's hand, both of them throwing glances at each other.

" Daddy?" Bimo frowned.

" Yes, why?" Qiran extended her hand to Bimo's neck.

" You're my husband now, right? Not my Om anymore?"

Bimo nodded his head.

" So from now on I'll call you Mas, I don't want people to think I'm a mistress when I walk with you if I still call you Om." Qiran.

" Well, Mas was happy with the call, even very happy." Bimo smiled.

" What do I get after making Mas happy?" Ask Qiran.

" I'll cook you a meal." Bimo Sahut.

" Aaaa thank you Mas Bimo." Qiran rolled her eyes.

Bimo rattled Qiran's hair. Qiran moved her hand away from Bimo.

" What do you want to eat?" Ask Bimo.

" Eat whatever it is Mas, which is important to be full." Sahut Qiran sat on the chair.

" Let's help Mas make the vegetables!" Bimo gave Qiran a knife and a carrot.

" Ok." Sahut Qiran's.

Qiran started peeling the carrots and then she washed them. After washing, he immediately cut it. Bimo makes the roof. He would cook a wet capcay for breakfast.

Cres....

" Awh." Pekik Qiran threw his knife.

" Why baby?" Bimo approached Qiran anxiously.

Qiran showed her bloody index finger.

" God baby... Sorry Mas!" Bimo pulled Qiran's hand towards the sink. He pours out Qiran's index finger with running water.

" Sit here! I'll get you some plaster."

Bimo immediately retrieved the handplast from the p3k box.

" Here baby!" Said Bimo pulling Qiran's hand. She immediately put on her handplast.

" It must hurt?" Bimo asked looking at Qiran.

" hurt... " Rangek Qiran's.

" I'm sorry, baby! Mas is so sorry to have asked you to help Mas, Mas will not ask you to hold the knife again, let Mas finish everything! Are you sitting here, or just sleeping in your room?" Bimo stroked Qiran's head.

" No pa pa Mas, I'm just here to see Mas cook, so I can cook later." Sahut Qiran's.

" All right." Bimo Sahut.

" What's cooking? How come there's vegetables there's meatballs too." Qiran.

" Make a capcay vegetable sweetie, like you like to eat it." Bimo.

" Oh, just found out about me." Qiran.

" Later eat a lot! Be healthy!" Qiran.

" Well ready!!" Sahut Qiran's.

Qiran sees Bimo cooking, for some reason every Bimo move looks**** in Qiran's eyes. Qiran smiled happily.

Finished cooking, Bimo arranged the food to the dining table.

" Please eat baby!" Bimo.

" Boat." Qiran.

" All right." Bimo Sahut.

Bimo fed Qiran painstakingly, occasionally their gazes met. Bimo looks very happy. His life feels like a jackpot could have a whole Qiran.

Drt... Drt....

Qiran's phone rang an incoming call from Satria. He looked at Bimo and vice versa.

" Who's dear?" Ask Bimo.

" Satria Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

Qiran raised her call.

" So."

" Ho Qi, where are you? I heard you quit college why?" Ask Satria.

Qiran looked at Bimo and vice versa. Bimo wanted to know what answer Qiran would give to Satria.

Qiran sighed.

" I'm married to Sat."

" What?" Pekik Satria's.

" Married? When did you get married? Who are you married to?" Satria asked in surprise.

" I got married yesterday to my husband, you don't need to know who he is, and now I'm coming with my husband so I chose to quit college." Sahut Qiran's.

" Then what about my Qi? I love you, I want to live with you, you didn't even answer my expressions of love back then, was there no chance for me at all? When we're together you don't tell me about any man, then how can you get married now, I'm sure you'll be a match, right? You don't love her, do you? Then let's run away! I'll take you away from her and after that we get married." Satria.

Bimo tightly clenched his hand.

" I'm sorry Sat! I can't accept your love, I hope someday you get a good woman for you, yes I'm busy, once again sorry!" Qiran cut off her phone.

" Do you regret marrying Mas?" Bimo looked at Qiran.

" No! I never regretted my decision." Sahut Qiran steady.

" I accept this marriage sincerely, I hope Mas will never disappoint me, if until that happens, I will not hesitate to leave you." Threat Qiran.

" Of course, dear, Mas promised never to betray our marriage, Mas loves you so much." Bimo stroked Qiran's head.

" Let's go play at Papa's!" Bring Qiran.

" You want to go there? Aren't you tired?" Ask Bimo.

" No! I miss my mom and dad, we go there." Qiran.

" All right come on." Bimo Sahut.

" I'm ready first." Said Qiran back to her room.

Bimo sat on top of the car while waiting for Qiran to finish preparing.

Qiran came out of the house to approach her.

" Are you ready, princess?" Canda Bimo's.

" It's Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

After getting into the car, the two headed for Erlan's house. Thirty minutes, Bimo stopped his car in Erlan's yard. He took Qiran's hand into the house.

" Assalamu'alaikum." Bimo and Qiran said simultaneously.

They approached Erlan and Dera in the living room.

" Dear Wa'alaikumsallam, duh romantic newlyweds, bright real." Dera Canda.

Qiran pursed her lips, sitting beside Dera.

" Why is a manyun hmm?" Dera looked at her daughter.

" Mama is the same bad Papa! Why don't you tell me about Om Bimo." Qiran said annoyedly.

" I'm sorry dear Papa, Papa hid this because Papa was afraid that you would refuse this marriage after knowing that Bimo was your husband, Papa just pity Bimo if you refuse him, he's been waiting for you for nineteen years, yes his wait must be in vain." Erlan said with a smile.

" You're all evil as Qiran, only I don't know what's here, do you know? When I woke up, knowing that Om Bimo was beside you, yes obviously I was shocked Pa, I thought we had made a mistake, I even cried so much for fear that my husband would get angry, not that he's my own husband." Qiran grunts.

" Partially you're also weird, baby, where maybe Bimo did all that if you don't have a relationship, so far Bimo is the most anti if the same thing as a woman." Erlan Sahut.

" Yes, too, Pa." The voice of Qiran realized his folly.

" Oh, Papa is the same evil Mama! Mas Bimo too." Qiran stared intently at Bimo. He doesn't want to lose.

Erlan and Dera threw their eyes at each other.

" Daddy?" Erlan and Dera frowned.

" Yes Mas Bimo, yes, the time I called him with Om Bimo, the entara that is on the other side I save Om Om." Sahut Qiran's.

Dera and Erlan smiled at Qiran's reasoning.

" Whatever it is Mama's clear pray that you two will always be happy, obstacles and obstacles must be there, someday problems will surely come, but one message Mama to you Qiran, Qiran, finish things off with a cool head, never make decisions when you're emotional, do you understand?" Dera stroked his daughter's head.

" Yes, I understand." Sahut Qiran hugged his mother.

" Thank you Boss, Dera, you have entrusted Qiran to me, I promise to always make her happy." Bimo said in a smile back by Dera and Erlan.

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