Dark Memory
Want to hug you

"Lia and Ezra married you don't tell us the same,"

"You've been told, the papihnya aja busy," bela Alden.

"You told me we were in London and they got married five minutes from now. No brain of yours!" upset Arthur.

Alden looked at his wife for a plea, while Amora only raised her shoulders indifferently for not wanting to interfere.

"Don't ask for your defense! you want Lia and Ezra to get married fast!" sentak Arthur's.

"Sir Pi, the Ezra has dared to sleep together with Alden's son. I'll just be back in the shower again just as he's like Frans!" said Alden

"French? who's Frans?" arthur asked, raising one eyebrow.

Alden looked at his wife, Amora nodding in agreement if Alden should discuss this with Arthur.

"Frans men who impregnated Aqila pi" Alden said.

"Huh? the bunting boy first?" said Arthur.

"FIRE!" the jolt of Amora and Queen they were afraid Aqila heard even though they were now in the living room.

"Oh yeah, how do you go? want some responsibility? or did his son escape? make sure you're the kid on the buntingin first!" sindir Arthur's.

Alden scratched the back of his neck, while Amora just shook her head.

"Dismayed? that's how I felt when you impregnated my daughter and took her away! the princess I took care of and you easily destroyed my daughter?" said Arthur.

Alden lowered his head, he regretted that he had once hurt Amora.

"Pi has, it's been the past and Alden's learned from his mistakes. She takes great care of her daughters, Lia and Aurora. So he married Ezra and Lia for fear of what I was going through with Lia. And as for Aqila, Alden really doesn't know because Aqila's responsibility lies with her father Gio" Amora explained.

Arthur nodded, it was true what Amora said. But he still feels annoyed when he remembers his past.

"Well, now mommy and papi rest. Later in the night I'll take you to dinner" said Amora.

***

"What if in the xx bang building? there is very large, there are even 4 floors which make guests feel comfortable," said Ica.

"Don't, it's too narrow. Gio told me Frans' wedding would be with Ezra. He and his wife are going to repeat the marriage" Geo refused.

Frans and others were shocked. "What is it that we repeat marriage? are they legal?" confused Frans.

"Yes, but he said the dowry was not appropriate because of an impromptu event, and Ezra wanted a remarriage to add dowry" Geo said.

"How much money did he give?" wonder Frans.

"So, Gio didn't say papah,"

They were busy with wedding brochures. Ane was so enthusiastic to hear her son would return to the wedding.

"Then what if in our old mansion? that's twice as big as the gospel, we'll invite people, right? Moreover, Ezra will do the remarriage? oh, my God, how happy!" enthusiastic Ane.

Geo smiled warmly at his wife, never had he seen her happy smile since Ezra knew the truth.

"Well," call Frans softly.

"What hm?" asked Ane without taking her eyes off.

"Well," call Frans again.

"Yes what, baby?" ane asked while looking at Frans.

"Wedding me and Ezra, I hand it over together mama. Mamah arranged our event, I'll talk to Ezra later, ", Frans said.

Hearing that Ane smiled happily, this was what she was waiting for. Watching the wedding preparations of his sons.

"I have prepared a dowry for Aqila" Frans said.

"really? what are you gonna give him?" ask Geo.

"Hm .. I've prepared, it will be a surprise for you guys" Frans said.

"Oh, the ring too. Ck, you know what!" jengah Ica's.

Frans pulled Ica's hair, so her sister grimaced in pain and looked at the papah for help.

"Frans don't fuck your sister," Geo recalled.

"Deliver!" Ica Pinta.

Frans finally took off her pull, she refocused herself on her wedding preparations.

THE DERTT!

THE DERTT!

"Who's Frans?" ask Geo.

"I don't know the reward, the unknown number" Frans said.

"Thank you" Geo said.

Frans picked up the phone, a soft voice greeting his ears.

"Aqila?" wonder Frans.

"It's me, use dad's phone. You're blocking my number!" cynical Aqila.

Frans gulped his tongue rough, he cleared his throat for a while and got up from his seat and away from his family

"Yes, how?" ask Frans.

"I want to say, tomorrow fitting a wedding dress. But my stomach is starting to look, if I wear a dress does my stomach not look? later if they talk about my content how?" worry Aqila.

Frans was silent, indeed he had seen Aqila's stomach during a visit to Wesley's mansion. It's just that Aqila's stomach is already visible but not too visible.

"You wear a dress that doesn't fit on the body, look for one that's a little loose so people think the dress is indeed loose" Frans suggested.

Aqila was silent, maybe she was still thinking about Frans' advice.

"Judah please, I'll pick you up tomorrow. We're fitting an okay shirt," Frans.

"Hmmm .. jaudah," resigned Aqila.

"You as soon as I hang up" Aqila continued.

"E-uh! wait don't close it, "whimper Frans.

It seemed like Aqila was grimacing with Frans' whimper.

"I want nanya, have you drunk milk?" ask Frans gently.

"Well," Aqila replied lazily

"Eat already?" ask Frans back.

"Hm,"

"That's ...,"

"Ask me hang up!" aqila threat.

Frans chuckled, after which he smiled gently.

"Aqila, I'm sorry .. I'm sorry for my words and my treatment. But really, I want to change everything" Frans said.

"What change? everything has happened, my future is gone. Nothing else has been changed visa," said Aqila.

Frans looked down sad, this was the reply he got. Aqila who was once very gentle towards him turned fierce and judes.

"I can't really change everything" Frans explained.

There was a sigh from Aqila, it seemed that she was also unbearable. However, pain dominated his heart.

"But you can fix it, I'm giving you one chance Frans, if you ever come back to hurt me. I choose never again to give you a chance," said Aqila.

A smile rose on Frans' lips, his heart blossoming when he heard Aqila's words. Frans knows that behind the attitude of Aqila judges, the woman still has a softness that makes her comfortable.

"Oh yeah, do you still get sick a lot?" ask Aqila.

Frans frowned. "How did you know?" wonder Frans.

"I know from om Geo," said Aqila.

"Ooh so .. kok, my nausea is reduced. It's just that my cravings are becoming more and more," said Frans.

"Nwidam? what cravings?" wonder Aqila.

Frans raised one corner of his lips, he put one of his hands into his pants pocket.

"I crave to hug you now" said Frans who made Aqila speechless in a thousand languages.

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