
Khalisa Chapter 142. Tribunal
Yudhis returned home as time was about to enter midnight. Khalisa, who was waiting for his return, fell asleep in the living room and woke up instantly when he heard the car engine entering the garage.
“Our preparation is very mature, hopefully tomorrow everything is smooth and the results are as expected,” Yudhis said, embracing Khalisa entering the main room. Starts to get so tired of him today.
“Hopefully. I've always done’a so that all this business is done soon. Brother must be tired, right, take care of the Afkar custody battle that I want?” Khalisa could not hide his anxiety. Yudhis worked and tried so hard for him.
“Capek is common. Because the human body is designed to feel the sense of being tired. All my hard work to get what you want to fight for, just think of it as persuading a man to the woman he is expecting. A kind of gumbal seduction for the sake of attracting the heart of pujaan flowers,” kekeh Yudhis. His eyes were very tired.
“How to seduce and flail a lawyer turns out to be like gini yes. Exclusive and different.” Khalisa contracted laughter, chuckled slowly. “Still a lot, Bang. For all his hard work to make my wish come true. May you always be in the protection of God wherever you are, in the blessing also long life,” Khalisa said, his tone was wrapped in gratitude immeasurably, which Yudhis replied with affection in his crowns.
Upon entering the room, Yudhis only continued to chat for a while with Khalisa and immediately fell asleep, not even changing his clothes so tired.
Khalisa gave up the intention to tell Yudhis the happy news, not to the heart to hold her husband who looked very tired to stay awake and invite him to talk about important things, moreover, tomorrow is an important day, Yudhis must rest immediately so that tomorrow remains prime.
Taking a washlap soaked in warm water, Khalisa wiped a plan to sculpt her husband's handsome face. He switched to loosening the buttons of Yudhis shirt, also reducing the pillow that is too high so that the handsome dimpled sleeping position is more slender.
Spreading the blanket, Khalisa joined into it, hugging and sniffing Yudhis whose aroma for Khalisa is better than any fragrance, effective in relieving stomach upheaval from her young pregnancy.
“Mmhh, baby Mother seems to like it very much yes just as much as Papa,” his great-grandson while stroking the stomach, his smile was sweet.
Early in the morning they were ready. Yudhis is neat and handsome. Her hair was neatly styled using a little pomade. Daksa high strapping wrapped in a dark gray suit combined with a white shirt, equipped with a tie patterned diagonally in the same color that selected Khalisa.
Khalisa also prepared dark brown pantopel shoes that have been polished shiny, a mandatory outfit that Yudhis always wears during the trial, because for everyday her husband preferred casual footwear.
Khalisa was dressed as neatly as possible today. Stay not excessive and close the aurat well. He wanted to look solidly coupled with Yudhis whose charismatic aura was irresistible. As a form of appreciation a wife to her husband by being the best household underwear. Also to honor the ceremony that will be attended, where the people who are present there are also mostly perlente.
King and Erika also came to the house before breakfast time arrived. So that Khalisa did not have the free time to convey about his pregnancy to Yudhis.
She restrained herself, delaying the news of her pregnancy. Want to tell a story when her husband is relaxing, not in the middle of struggling with important problems and time-hunting.
The trial this time took place at nine in the morning. Ceu Wati occasionally looks nervous, especially when seeing the appearance of Dion in court. The intimidation of Dion's gaze on her made Ceu Wati somewhat squeaky. However, this did not last long, thanks to Khalisa, Yudhis and his team who convinced him that speaking the truth was not a mistake, not something to be feared.
“Do not be afraid. We will always be there for Ceu Wati. Assuring safety as a witness. Just imagine if what happened to Afkar and Khalisa experienced by the close relatives of Ceu Wati, will Ceu Wati remain silent?”
From a distance, Dion's eyes scanned the increasingly beautiful and contained Khalisa. Wrapped in expensive wrap from head to toe. There was no longer the pitiful Khalisa, the shabby in faded clothes, the skinny one with protruding bones. Paras his ayunya even shone brightly, though happier than when he was still with him.
Dion was fascinated, his gaze hungry shameless. Khalisa replied with a sharp and cold highlight as cold as an ice sword. Khalisa who used to be subdued afraid and obedient, now looked at him bravely with his chin raised, the courage that makes Dion's regret tapered pierced his heart, and, watching his wasted ex-wife shine after polished love as well as the sincere affection of another man, no longer turning to him, beyond his expectations.
Seriate.