Will Never Let You Go
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Ahead of Wira's birthday celebration which will be held in a few hours, Darma's attitude has not changed. Let alone to speak, staring at his wife he was still reluctant. Ara is really stressed. She was like a stranger in her own home. "No! I can't believe it anymore" he said, monologuing as he looked at the reflection of his face in the mirror.

After putting a nude lipstick on her lips, Ara went to walk in closet to pick up shoes. A lucky break for Ara when choosing shoes that lined up neatly in the storefront, Darma also went in there. However, as the man already thought it did not exist.

"Mas!" Ara held her husband's arm. Yes, they should talk right now.

Darma looked at Ara's hand that was blocking him, threw him down, then intended to leave. But, before he came out of the door the cry of his wife managed to stop his steps.

"I'm wrong, but please don't keep trying. You're on me. Think of me as if I'm not here."

"Isn't that what you're doing?" Darma turned his back on me. Looking at Ara with squeaky eyes, then continued saying, "If you consider me, you must have said it first. Ask for an opinion if you want to meet your ex. Can't i? Unfortunately, you don't admit that. You feel it's not necessary. Until here obviously?"

Ara pecked in place. His words were immediately finished. Darma's words cannot be denied. Looking down, a slow pace followed by a slow step away made him even more afraid. When did her husband get angry with her?

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The first floor of the luxury restaurant Silvia chose as her father's birthday celebration was crowded when Ara and her small family arrived. Walking up the stairs, Ara could only catch her breath and exhale slowly seeing Darma stepping while holding Ashila, regardless.

The condition of the second floor which will be the venue of the event apparently also no less crowded. Understandably, Wira also invited Lastri—wife both, her two children—Kinan and Lingga along with their respective partners—and grandchildren.

"For a long time no see, Ara is more beautiful, deh," praised Lastri after making out with Ara.

"Thank you. Mama too." Ara smiled at her warm smile.

"It's also bigger and more beautiful." Lastri kissed Ashila's cheek. "The bigger the more like his papa, yes," he added, who was met with a smile by Darma and Ara.

"Where's Mama, Ma?" ask Darma.

Lastri did not answer, Selly went to her son's little family. The woman immediately snatched Ashila from Darma's sling. "It's really pretty, Oma's granddaughter. Not wrong, yes, Oma chose her dress" said Selly proudly.

"Add one more, Dar. Your mama looks really cool, huh," said Lastri.

"For the effort." Selly answered.

Luckily, the hero who was asked appeared from the right side of the restaurant so that the talk about adding children did not have long tail. It seems that guy just came out of the toilet. Darma and Ara immediately walked over and hugged for a moment while saying happy birthday.

"Happy birthday, Pa," Darma said briefly. Unlike Ara who adds to a variety of prayers.

The hero patted his son's shoulder. "Thank you. Where's ashila?"

"Sama Mom. Uhuh!" Darma pointed to the hordes of women who were already sitting at long tables that had been arranged for the family to have dinner together.

Wira followed by Darma and Ara then joined.

In the midst of laughter which of course dominated by Selly, Silvia came with Radhit—. "Bima said it was too late" Silvia said as she sat in the middle of her family.

Those who heard it were not surprised because Bima who is now undergoing koas is very busy.

"It's okay to start first, huh? Pity the children if it's night," suggested Selly.

Finally the candle blow event began, followed by a cake cut. Not to forget, they also capture the moment with a lot of photos that fill the camera memory carried by Radhit.

"Thank you, yeah, I'd like to take a photo. So, do not bother looking for a photographer," said Silvia when he and others enjoy the dishes that have been served.

"You're the same one who wears say thank you all" replied Radhit adorned with a smile on his face.

Silvia's face blushed. Because of Radhit's words all eyes are now on him. "Ehm! This is Mas Darma. Never seen you, right? Next to him was Ma'am Ara, his wife, and the little one was Ashila, his son." The woman introduced her brother to distract everyone.

The two men who might become brothers-in-law then shook hands. While Ara only reviewed the smile as a sign of introduction because of her sitting position which is quite far away. I don't know, even though Ara was unceasingly smiling, but every time she looked at Darma who always threw away her face when they accidentally met her, her heart felt very sick. And every time that happened, Ara could only look down with a line of bitter smiles, then turn her attention to Ashila to ease her pain.

"Ashila, tonight the bobo is the same Auntie, yuk," Silvia said as soon as she knew her brother was planning a second child.

Ara looked over with a surprised look. "Eh?"

"Yeah, Shila! Aunty buy the same food a lot of toys."

"The same will be made pudding milk." Selly added.

"Maye ...." Ashila looked at the confused mother. Just like his mother, the boy was also weak about food.

"Let's Ashila cry at night you're confused, Sil." Ara resisting smooth.

"No. There is also a mother. Ashila would. Yea? Want, yeah, Shila bobo with Auntie?"

"Can you, Mommy?"

"Dnn ...." Ara shook her head slowly.

Ashila's face became clouded. Slowly began to sound. If this is what Ara can do besides breed.

"Yes, can. But, the promise must be to obey Aunt Silvia with Oma, huh?"

"Yes, promise." The mother and child were frowning them.

Because the day was getting late and Bima which ended up failing to come, one by one the Wira family came home.

"Ra, Mama go home first, yeah. You okay?" selly asked when only she, her husband, and Ara were left in that place.

"It's okay, Ma. Darma is coming out soon." Ara smiled convincingly, though inwardly very uneasy considering there was no Ashila in the middle of her and her husband.

Sure enough, it wasn't until five minutes after her in-laws got off, that Darma popped out of the toilet. The man only stared at Ara in a split second instead of saying the invitation to go home.

Ara tailed behind. The man's long steps made it difficult for Ara to compensate, but to voice the protest he did not dare.

The atmosphere of the parking lot was deserted, only a few cars were left when Ara arrived there. However, who would have thought that in the middle of the silence a strong pull in the hair followed by a hard slap landed on the cheek of Ara who was about to open the car door. The woman was surprised not to play and when she found out who did the heart beat.