
The Surya was already overhead, Freya was still pacing in front of her husband's secret room door. Everyone is waiting for this day, the festival starts from morning. Freya is still trapped in the house. Already hundreds of calls and dozens of messages entered Freya's smartphone, but unfortunately he has not been able to receive calls from anyone let alone reply to messages. From the start Ansel opened his eyes until almost an hour of lunch Ansel's mood has not improved.
Freya still did not dare to ask her husband for permission to go to work. Indeed, Ansel's reasoning makes sense, Ansel worried about Freya's condition. Yesterday Freya had a fever, although today the fever has not been detected in Freya's body, still Ansel insistent forbid his beloved wife to go to work. Though Freya has said that today's work is not heavy just monitoring and answering questions from visitors. Ansel still did not want to listen to Freya, even Ansel seized Freya's smartphone.
Freya's legs were trembling, tired of pacing. Finally Freya gave up sitting leaning against the wall next to the door. Freya was being sensitive, suddenly warm water dripped from the tip of the eye. It's time for lunch. Ansel walked out of the door, looking at Freya who was being pricked leaning back while shedding tears. Very depressing. Ansel's chest pulsates. Freya was crying, but she felt tightness in her chest. Ansel squatting aligns position with Freya. Ansel wiped Freya's tears. "Darling, why are you crying?"
Freya is still sniffling. The rhetorical question from Ansel made him even sadder. Freya does not want to answer the question that Ansel himself already knows for sure the answer, the cause of Freya crying because he was not allowed to go to the festival.
"I just don't want my wife to be exhausted to the point of getting sick" Ansel said.
"I'm healed" replied Freya in her tears.
"Tomorrow I'll take you to the festival, I'll have another meeting today."
"I want today. I can go alone, no need Ansel inter," Freya said.
"Freya I don't like to be denied. Come, eat!"
Freya shook her head, Freya was determined to go on a hunger strike until Ansel allowed her to go to the festival. Freya didn't care if Ansel thought it was childish. Any way Freya would go in order to go catch up with Flora to the festival.
"Let's go, my dear, I'm carrying," said Ansel spread his hand.
Ansel's hand, Ansel's shoulder is very tempting. Although his desire was very strong to leave, but he also could not resist Ansel's temptation. Freya was also confused about herself. Freya hugged Ansel's shoulder, wrapped her legs around her husband's waist. With ease Ansel lifted Freya. For Ansel Freya as light as a feather.
"I want to eat spicy chicken at the festival" whispered Freya.
"Can't .. food at home is more hygienic. I can get Ima to cook daddy spicy," Ansel said, holding Freya down the stairs.
Freya tries to lure Ansel with something else. "I will not be responsible if our child will drool because his Papa does not obey his wishes while still in the stomach mamah."
Ansel stopped his steps. Ansel is affected by the word of our son. "Our son?"
Freya nagging. Ansel immediately called Haidar to cancel the meeting this afternoon. Ansel rushed Freya into the car. Ansel will obey all the wishes of his future baby. Freya smiled, information from Haidar is very useful. Early in the morning Haidar called, confirming Freya's condition. Haidar also told about the diagnosis that was spoken by doctor Afandi. Freya does not mean to cheat on her husband, Freya just try. It turned out that Ansel's reaction was very happy, he immediately obeyed Freya's wishes.
It only took them twenty minutes they had already arrived at the festival. Ansel took Freya by the hand, looking for a seat for his wife. Freya looked at Flora who was sitting together with Liam. Ansel led Freya over and greeted them.
"My best friend, why did you just come?" ask Flora.
"Freya was sick yesterday so I didn't allow him to work. We're here because our baby-to-be wants to eat spicy chicken" Ansel said.
"Baby ... want to eat spicy chicken?" Flora glared at her best friend. Freya blinked her eyes so that Flora did not talk much.
"You want to eat Freya's spicy chicken? I bought it for a moment," said Liam standing up.
Ansel held Liam's hand. "You're here. I'm Papa the baby so let me buy it," Ansel said then passed away after kissing his wife's forehead.
Flora slumped while clapping. "Great ..great ... My freyaku has made progress, has dared to deceive Ansel."
"I didn't cheat .. It could have happened. I'm just using the possibilities" Freya argued.
"Are you really pregnant with Ansel's child?" ask Liam.
"I hope it's positive, coming home from here I plan to check with the doctor" said Freya.
"Congratulations, yes" said Liam, extending a hand.
Freya responded to Liam's hand. His heart felt warm as well as relieved. There was no longer any reason for Freya to hate Liam. If they are not a match, they still have to continue their lives. There is no grudge, they can still be friends. "Thank you, Liam."
"Of course, um, would you like to be called dad? you are no longer living in this world. Dare to look for Papa Ansel, "ledek Flora.
Liam chuckles at being funny with your stupidity that feels shocked when Freya calls him Om. At once they felt relieved because they could still be together, laughing together. Bitter, sweet memories of the past let it just be memories no longer need to be revealed. Freya is now the mistress of Cullen and will contain her baby with Ansel. Liam prays Happiness for the woman who once filled his heart. Now Liam is trying to rise from the sadness of trying to rearrange the romance story with his little friend, although now it is just an affair of the eyebrows of an unofficial girlfriend Liam no matter the status of the boyfriend is not important. Most importantly later in the marriage book Flora Liam's name is engraved there.
Ansel came to bring the order of his beloved wife. "I missed some exciting news?"
"Yes, your baby Ansel will look at me" Liam teased.
"You ... Would I send you to the hospital or directly to the Hereafter?" snapped Ansel.
Everyone chuckles they've guessed Ansel's response. Freya's husband can't be joked. Freya calms her husband. Ansel was calm.
"I mean call me Father-in-law" Liam said.
"Can. But we're still jomlo. How can you match your son with my son. The couple doesn't have one yet" Ansel said.
This time it was Liam who became a laughing stock. "Who said. I'm getting married to Flora."
Freya was startled, spouting her shark juice onto Flora's face. "That'sghhh ... Ansel your wife's a slob. spout a drink in my face."
It was a funny moment but no one laughed. Ansel helps Freya wipe the remaining juice around the mouth. Liam helps Freya wash her face with a bottle of mineral water and dries it with a tissue.
"Certainly Flo?" ask Freya.
"That's not necessarily. Liam you just became an affair not necessarily he can beat Jonathan," explained Flora.
"The affair? wah Flo turns out you're a player" Ansel praised.
"Thank you for the compliment Ansel. Liam was almost defressed by losing your wife so I comforted her and helped prevent her from defression so I shared a little bit of my affection for Liam" Flora said.
Freya smiled, there was no anger from her heart. Freya feels happy when they are really getting married. The cheerful girl Flora can make Liam happy and the regular guy Liam can definitely make Flora happy. "Isn't Liam engaged to Kyra?"
"It's just because of the money. If the money is returned Kyra can't tie Ley again" Ansel said.
"It turns out Ansel also knew the problem. I didn't expect Freya's husband and ex-girlfriend to confide in each other. You guys are really gentle men. Four thumbs up for you," Flora's lead.
"I can pay off your debt to Kyra" Ansel bargained.
Freya just listens to Freya and finds out that Liam is stuck with Kyra for money. "Ansel!" Freya looked at Ansel, her husband starting to boast about his wealth again.
"I'm pulling my words. You pay off your own debt Ley," Ansel said.
"Hey ... is not wrong if candidates help each other," said Liam.
"Woy you're too far away imagining what if your child is one gender" protested Flora.
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