Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Seasons 2's. 34 Meeting Old Friends

One year passed... Bian was able to walk and talk even if just calling papa, mama and oma only.

Currently Qiran, Bimo and Bian are relaxing in the living room with fur carpet while watching TV. Qiran sat on while playing a puppet while Qiran lay down with Bimo's thigh as his cushion. He plays his phone.

" Yes dead!" Said Qiran slightly shouting when the game he played lost.

" Dear don't be hard! Bian was surprised to know." Bimo.

Qiran looked at Bian who was engrossed in playing at a glance.

" No, Bian is still busy playing this game." Sahut Qiran made Bimo shake his head.

" Dear Bian is one year old, what if we program to have another child." Bimo.

Qiran looked up at him.

" One year it was a little girl Mas, if she had a sister would pity her, our affection would be divided for her sister. Bian grows up with a lack of affection." Sahut Qiran's.

" Mas will still give her full affection, we will for her fair affection. A love that will never be lost to us." Bimo.

" I'm not ready yet Mas, I still want to focus on raising Bian first. If it's big and can play alone we have another child program." Qiran.

" Well, what do you say." Bimo Sahut.

Bimo stroked Qiran's head until Qiran fell asleep in his sleep.

" Say he wants to nemenin his son play, not even sleep alone." Mumbled Bimo shook his head.

Bimo immediately carried Qiran ala bridal style to his room. He threw Qiran on the bed and returned to Bian's playroom.

" Papa Anteng's son is playing by himself." Bimo sat beside Bian.

" Pa pa pa pa." Oceh Bian's.

" What dear? What's your son talking about?" Bimo looked at Bian with a smile.

" Pa pa pa pa." Bian is back to babbling.

" Yes dear." Bimo Sahut.

Bimo accompanied the princess patiently. After a while Bian yawned.

" Papa's son is sleepy... Let's get the city to sleep first! After waking up we eat." Bimo.

Bimo held Bian and held him.

" Ne ne nen." Bian looked at Bimo.

" You're thirsty baby, we'll make milk first! Your mother is sleeping, Papa can't bear to wake her." Bimo goes down to the kitchen making milk for Bian.

" Now you drink first after that booby ya." Bimo held Bian while drinking milk from his pacifier.

Not long after Bian fell asleep. Bimo immediately put him to bed next to Qiran asleep. Bimo also lay in his arms hugging Bian and Qiran with a happy feeling.

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This weekend Bimo invites Bian street in the park. Bian seemed happy to walk on the green grass that spread wide.

" Let's love here!"

Bimo sat in front there asking Bian to walk towards him. Bian approached her while laughing.

Hap...

Bian went into Bimo's arms. Bimo kissed the head.

" Let's go again." Bimo held Bian's hand.

They walked on the edge of the park until a beautiful girl approached them.

" O Om, may I join you?" Ask.

Bimo looked at him while frowning.

" My name is lovely. Don't misunderstand Om! I just want to help you give your daughter a whole family. You see?" Lovely pointed around.

" They led their son's way with his mother, but Om was alone. So I volunteered to be the temporary mother of Om's daughter." Lovely.

" It's not necessary! Because I'm here."

Both look back.

" Dear."

" Qiran."

Say both at the same time.

Qiran approached the two.

" Aaaa Qiran's.... We can finally meet here." Lovely hugged Qiran, and vice versa.

Lovely was Qiran's friend during High School.

" I'm happy for Ly, too, how are you?" Qiran asked releasing her embrace.

" As you can see, I'm fine. What's he.... " Lovely paused her words.

" just a sec! Isn't this Om you used to take you to school?" Search Lovely.

" He's my husband." Sahut Qiran smiled.

" You're married the same...

" No! Turns out he's not my birth om. We don't have any ties, that's why we decided to get married." Qiran.

" Congratulations, Qi, I pray that my friend will be happy forever." Lovely.

" Amin's. Sahut Qiran's.

" By the way your daughter is so beautiful. It's like you." Lovely.

" Thank you, how about you? When are you getting married?" Ask Qiran.

" Next month." Sahut Qiran's.

" What? Next month? Who's Ly?" Qiran did not believe it.

" You'd be surprised to know who the man I'm getting married to is." Lovely's words made Qiran even more curious.

" Do I know him?" Ask Qiran.

" very." Lovely nodded her head.

" Who the hell? Just be curious." Qiran.

" Sam."

" Sam? Abrisam mean you?" Qiran frowned.

" Yes, we're getting married because of our parents' betrothal. At first, Sam refuses, saying that there is someone he loves. But somehow now he agreed. Is that woman he loves you Qi?"

Degs...

Qiran's heart was beating very fast. Bimo stared at him making Qiran even more thumping.

" Qi." Lovely nudged her shoulder.

" Ah no. We're Ly's sisters so there's no way she likes me." Sahut Qiran's.

" Oh that's it... You should come to my wedding." Lovely.

" Of course." Sahut Qiran's.

The two chatted while sitting on the grass while watching Bian play.

After the day leading up to noon, Bimo and Qiran returned to his house. They went into the room.

" How could Sam not tell me he was getting married? Very bad, son." Qiran's grumbling was upset.

" Maybe he's busy, baby. The plan is still next month." Bimo Sahut.

" Had to say I was Mas, let alone marry our friend. Really right rminta in omelin tuh son." Qiran.

" Alright you can scold him as much as possible if he calls later." Bimo Sahut.

" I have to call her now Mas." Qiran.

Qiran went to her balcony to call Sam. Bimo shook his head again at his wife's behavior.

" Mending we broke Bi, your mama is busy in people's business. Don't be like your mama." Bimo menoel Bian's adorable cheeks.

" Ma ma ma ma." Bian babble as if to recite his papa's words.

Bimo patted Bian's thigh gently while stroking his forehead. Slowly Bian's eyes closed. Bimo looked at his beloved daughter with happiness.

" Papa loves you very much, dear." Bimo kissed Bian's forehead.

Bimo and Qiran are happy... The next chapter we talk about Sam and Lovely's relationship...

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