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Playing Together
Hearing the words from Jonathan, Yudha's face looked a little more relieved. He dared to look at Jonathan, and he asked.
"So, can I still play and be in touch with my son?" ask Yudha.
"Of course you can, are you the biological father. Precisely it will add to your spirit, so you are eager to undergo treatment so that it can heal quickly. Fight to heal, at least for your child," Jonathan said cheeringly.
After saying that, Jonathan seemed to notice the condition of Yudha's body. His body looked thinner, his face was paler. It was as if he had no spirit to live.
"Then can I play with my son?" yudha asked, looking at Jonathan and Larasati in turn.
Jonathan smiled and then he looked at Larasati's face, as if asking her for approval.
Larasati smiled, then she nodded her head. Yudha looked very happy, then she was seen approaching Satria who was in Jonathan's arms.
"I'm sorry, Papa, honey. Satria mau' right, play with Papa?" ask Yudha.
Satria was seen breaking her embrace, she then looked at Yudha's face tightly. A smile rose from her tiny lips.
"You" said Satria, stretching out his hands.
Seeing the response from his son, Yudha really felt very happy. Even his eyes were glazed.
He immediately took Satria into his car, then invited his son to play with him.
When she was sick like this, she still felt grateful that her son was willing to admit himself. Larasati also seemed so calm and ordinary when she saw him.
He didn't see the hatred in his ex-wife's eyes, he didn't see the grudge on Larasati's face. Only a look of pity and sincerity could he see from his ex-wife.
When Larasati gave birth, Yudha was busy making love to Jesicca. He races to achieve a sense of pleasure on top of his forbidden love.
Even when Satria was brought back to their home, Yudha seemed indifferent. He does not care about Satria and also Larasati.
More guilt made him feel, when Yudha did not give his son a name, he was completely blinded by lust at that time.
His chest felt tight when he remembered that, but all had passed. Yudha only needed to improve herself, so that everyone would forgive her.
There is no point in him falling into regret, because a glass that has been cracked cannot be intact again.
That afternoon Yudha looked very happy, she felt very grateful because she was still given the opportunity to play with her only son together with Larasati.
She was really sorry, because she used to be too obsessed with having a beautiful and perfect partner.
He seemed to forget that when he met Larasati, Larasati was also so perfect. She is so beautiful, attractive, slim and well educated.
At 17:30 pm, Larasati decided to invite Satria back to the Dinata residence, because soon Maghrib time will arrive.
Actually Yudha was reluctant to part with her son, because with her togetherness with Satria could make her feel very happy.
However, he must respect Larasati's decision. Because, however, now they have separated and must live their own lives.
In his heart Yudha still felt grateful because Larasati allowed herself to play together with her son.
"I go home first, Papa be careful" said Satria.
"Yes, Honey. You are also careful, Papa loves you," said Yudha.
"Me too" answered Satria.
Yudha looked at the faces of Larasati and Jonathan in turn, then said.
Larasati smiled, then she nodded her head. Jonathan is seen embracing the shoulders of Larasati, then invites the woman he loves along with his son to go home soon because the day is getting late.
Yuda could only stare at the passing of his ex-wife and her son.
"I'm sorry Papa, honey," said Yudha.
At Cafe.
Angga felt very helpful because it turns out Mini can really make cakes, there is even a cake that Mini makes look so attractive in shape, even the taste is so good.
Angga praised Mini in his heart, but he did not dare to say it, he was afraid that Mini would be big-headed and not stop babbling.
"This already wants maghrib loh, why not go home too anyway? You're not afraid of getting your Daddy's raw bogem?" ask Angga.
"Well, I'm following my future priest" replied Mini.
Hearing what Mini said, Angga could only shake his head. He doesn't understand girls like Mini, but he's kayaking, he's beautiful, he's attractive, he's sexy and even his money is running rough. Then why would he have to painstakingly chase after himself who was just an ordinary person, he thought.
Even Angga was not able to think to Mimi, because this afternoon Mini expressed her feelings.
Mini said if she liked Angga when they first met, even Mini said she was willing to be Angga's wife if she was ready to get married.
Angga's feelings are still uncertain, in his heart is still full of the name Larasati. The woman who over the years was with him.
Angga is seen stepping foot into his study, Mini does not want to lose track Angga.
He immediately followed Angga into the man's workroom, when he arrived in his room Angga looked very surprised because Mini was now right behind him.
"Go home, I want maghrib," said Angga.
"You come, I want to pray together with you," said Mini.
Hearing what Mini said, Angga was seen rolling his eyes lazily. According to him, the Mini was too imposing will and childish.
"You'd better go home, it's been a very late afternoon. Fear daddy you will misunderstand." said Angga tied.
"No, I don't want to go home. I want to be the same you, want to be whatever, the important thing can be the same as you. You can go home later" said Mini.
Hearing the words Mini Angga could only shake his head, then he went inside the bathroom to take ablution water.
Mini is seen waiting for Angga behind the door, bathroom. When Angga opened the door, he looked shocked because Mini was standing straight beside the bathroom door.
"Geez, why stay here? Are you peeking?" ask Angga.
Mini blushed to hear what Angga said.
"I don't peek, I just want to take the water and immediately perform congregational prayers with you" said Mini.
Hearing what was said by Mini, Angga as if not pinched, he immediately left Mini who was still staring in front of the bathroom.
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Chapter two, there is one chapter for the afternoon.
