
"There are no words against Ezra's son, can Ezra bring back our dead son because of the crazy idea of Ezra's son back then ?" asked Narti's mother slightly raised her voice and affirmed the words so that Ezra remembered the events of ten years more, while Mr. Antok nodded confirming.
Ezra's dilemma, he's got to how. If you accept this offer instead of hurting the wife. But also the feelings of the child and himself, will probably be forgiven easily if he accepts an offer that is considered ridiculous.
The Himalayas were still engrossed in the food that was in front of him when Ezra stole a glance.
"Can't, I'm married and.."
Not even Ezra finished talking, Ms. Narti said again.
"I know Ezra's son"
"What son Ezra also forgot, if the girl who wants Ezra to take now and become a wife, son Ezra is the son of a couple who became the victim of an accident at that time." Ms. Narti emphasized again and reminded that the girl he helped and made his wife were both victims, the other his parents and the other his beloved sister.
Ms. Narti remained clean to make her daughter Ezra's wife even though she knew Ezra had a wife.
This is where Ezra was careless, he was honest at that time and most Ezra regretted why the two Romi parents still remembered all about the incident, though there is no evidence other than his personal property and himself the story as it was at that time.
"That's different."
"What's the difference, son Ezra, it's okay to be the second wife, son Ezra. Remember, son Ezra, if it wasn't for your idea, my son would still be alive today and our pride and backbone. So. please son Ezra in mind first, tomorrow the day after I want to meet and will bring my daughter too." Ms. Narti was a little furious.
Ezra is silent, willing to dodge as hard as it can not be denied if everything is true. Ezra was a little dizzy thinking about the thing that reminded him of the past.
Ezra knew from his friends Romi had a younger brother who was 12 years old from Romi while Kenzo did have a younger sister who was not far from Kenzo and was married even though he had a second time kenzo's parents offered him the same thing as Romi's parents.
Himalaya had finished eating with 3 of her Daddy bodyguards, not forgetting she paid for all even her husband's meals that had not been touched at all.
"Dad, what's wrong? why eat Daddy don't Daddy eat. Who are they dad?" I asked when we were both in the car.
Daddy just kept quiet without answering my word a single broken word did not exist, why now Daddy is like this to me cool and cold again even my words like the wind then only in taste but can not be held or seen.
A little bit of this chest tightness when ignored by the person we love the most, maybe he is a little tired and needs more time. May I not love my husband alone, may he also return my sincere feelings even though I am not good at expressing what I feel like to you dad.
Daddy just shook his head.
"It's okay baby, you take it easy okay," she ruffled my hair like always, but.
There really is something that is being hidden by Daddy neatly, it is okay if Daddy does not want to tell me I will slowly investigate it even without the help of anyone, he said, I should be able to figure it out myself.
I better find it safe, not the maids, Daddy's bodyguard and Aan Daddy's assistant.
Indeed my principle of honesty is very important, but let him first think clearly. I want to be a grown woman, not a child like I used to be.
Arriving at Ezra's house was very cold to treat his wife without romantic-romantic as usual, Himalaya felt that since then but he was quiet.
"Better I make chocolate milk alone, it's okay Daddy never reminds me to drink milk again, at least I remember myself now. I can't stress thinking about all this, I don't want my son here why-why because his mom thinks about his Daddy constantly."
I waltzed off to the kitchen but before that I washed my feet which were very dry.
Himalaya was not concentrated at all, her mind was fixed on her husband Ezra who had little change.
"What is the true nature of Daddy like this?" there was a disappointed streak on the face of the Himalayan chubby.
"Miss Hima."
I shortened when something surprised my daydream.
"Eh. mbak, since when was it?" gugub.
"Miss Hima, what is she doing?"
"Oh. I'm making milk, this!" I show you my glass.