The Undone Story
There Are No Ex-Kids

...CHAPTER 72...

...There Are No Ex-Kids...

"Happy birthday, Aqillaaaa... Muach..."

"Aqilla, don't want to be kissed by this brother later your skin can gatel-gatel!" ledek Irfan on Ella.

Not satisfied Ella kissed Aqilla. Irfan had already seized holding Aqilla and distanced Aqilla's small body from Ella.

"His son, what am I? germ kali make gatel children people?!" sumple Ella, ruffled around with a frown that furrowed irritably looked at Irfan.

"Not just germs anymore but bacteria!!" chirping Irfan again chuckled crisply, then ran breezed after being satisfied to poke at him.

"Sister Irfan look out for basic nyebelin, not funny to know!!" ella yelled at her feet and ran after Irfan to hit her from behind. Irfan spontaneously dodged Ella's blow.

"Wwee is not getting hit!!"

"Ah basic nyebelin, look out!!"

Seeing the behavior of Omnya and Ella are joking, Aqilla laughed loudly, until a small voice was heard by Dika from his car that was scattered across the house not far from Irfan's contract.

From then on, the maniknya could not pay attention to them from a distance. Her heart melted painfully, seeing Aqilla's happy laughter without any of her. Moreover, seeing his little daughter was so fond of Vicky, hugging kissed Dad she continued after he managed to blow the candle on the cake earlier.

After the birthday party, the daughter's party is over. All the little children scattered home happily with their parents out of the yard carrying a paper bag in their hands. Not only the children in the village were invited to Aqilla's birthday party, but orphans from the Orphanage also often arrived invited by Vira and Vicky. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the event quite lively.

Vira and Vicky stood in front of the orphans waiting in line, giving them parcels and envelopes with pocket money for them one by one. Vira's lips did not stop to comment on the smiles of her staring at the innocent faces of those who kissed the backs of her hands alternately with reverence, then Vira put a subtle touch on their heads.

"Later snacknya do not forget to eat yes.." message Vira to them.

"Yes Aunty, Om. thank you very much." they said simultaneously giving a happy smile to Vira and also Vicky.

"Sama-sama.." nodded Vira. Vicky crouched down in front of them rubbing one of the heads of the six-year-old orphan, then held both of his small shoulders.

"Don't forget every prayer time, pray for your Father and Mother that God will always keep them there. He gave us a beautiful place in Heaven. And don't forget to always listen to what the messages from the Mother Home are to you, so good children and many learn so that your ideals will be achieved later, yes..." order Vicky before they leave.

"Aamiin.." The quick fix Vira and the children.

"Okay Om." they said, nodding their heads and smiling. Then they came home and took a mini bus that brought them here earlier. They all waved their hands at the window of the bus.

"Dadaahhh... See you later Aqilaa, Om Tantee.." cried the little boys on the bus, to them.

There is no happier word to see the smiles on the faces of those children. Because Vira knows what it's like to live without both parents.

After the departure of the children from the orphanage, suddenly Vicky got a call from Adam because he had been waiting at the hotel by someone who would replace his father's position to handle his company later in Surabaya.

"I have to go first already in wait Adam, later in the afternoon I pick you up and Aqilla here ya.." he said while returning to keep his phone in the pocket of a suit.

"Iya Mas.." nodded Vira. "Be careful on the road." he said

"Yes, baby..." Vicky kissed Vira's forehead and then switched to Aqilla who was still in Irfan's sling.

"Dadaah Ayahh's... It's dadaa!!!" shouted Aqilla.

Vicky smiled and waved in his car, then turned the steering wheel and drove away.

"Sir, I took Aqilla for a walk for a while huh.." pinta Ella suddenly.

"Well, if you don't take your medication." said Vira.

"Well if so, we say yes first. Be careful at home." message Irfan.

"Yes yes, you are also careful not to speed in the way of Fan..."

"Yes Ma'am!!" Irfan and Ella go to ride a motorcycle and Aqilla sits in front of Irfan wearing her little sunglasses.

"Our ayoo jams glide...!!" exclaimed Irfan, hearing him Aqilla laughed happily.

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"When you want to go home to see Mama and Papa," asked Dika to approach Vira who was sweeping the dirty rented yard after the party.

After their departure. Dika uses that time to talk alone with Vira.

"Mas Dika!" Vira was surprised by Dika's sudden presence. Vira thinks Dika didn't come after he invited her yesterday. Because Aqilla's birthday party is over. "I'm sorry but the party's over, Mas, I thought you didn't come here. Mama wasn't brought here?" asked Vira who was immediately answered by Dika.

"Mama can't come here, suddenly Papa is sick and Mama had to follow him out of town last night, and tomorrow his plan will be brought back here" he explained, Vira was surprised to hear it

"Papa's sick? What pain is it?"

"Only ordinary pain may be from being too tired to keep an eye on its employees working." Dika breathed in.

"Oh yeah I want to talk to you alone" he said suddenly in a serious tone.

"Talk? Yeah, just talk here..."

"Not here... Come with me..." Dika pulls Vira's hand and takes her forcibly up to the car.

"Mas, Mas Dika, where are you taking me?" Vira wanted to pull her hand again, but could not because Dika was stronger to hold it.

"Maassa..."

"Let's go in!" her word.

Dika did not answer Vira's question, after he managed to bring in his ex-wife to the car. Dika drove his car quickly. There was no half an hour, finally they had arrived at a place precisely located at Sunter Lake, where the place was the place where the memories of the two of them used to be, and the place was where they had been, when Dika asks Vira to marry him at his request Diana.

"Do you want to take me to this place?" Vira was surprised after Dika brought her to that place. It seemed to remind him again of his memories with Dika two years ago. Tak Vira was denied when it was the first time he fell in love with Dika.

Dika holding Vira's hand wanted to invite her to approach the lake, but Vira immediately brushed it off again violently.

"Mas, loose! We are no longer husband and wife, you do not take this opportunity because Mas Vicky is not near me, yes." he said with a cold look. Dika smiled obliquely and looked at his ex-wife fixedly.

"You don't have to worry, I just want to have a serious talk with you about Aqilla" he said casually. "When are you going to tell Aqilla that I'm her real father?" his tan suddenly made Vira stifle, staring wide at him.

"One day he will know that the man is not his real father. Huh, until when are you going to keep tricking him, Vira?" the strangeness. "I hate seeing that sight. I'd better take Aqilla and stay with me!" he said suddenly, now his face turned more serious, with both hands folded in front of his chest.

"No Mas! I beg you to stop forcing me to ask Aqilla to come with you. You can meet Aqilla whenever you want, but don't force Aqilla to come with you." Vira shook his head quickly, his manic increasingly looks teary, he would never be able to if he had to separate from his daughter.

"You're so selfish, Vira, you can keep me away from her while you don't want to be away from her. What kind of man are you? However Aqilla is my biological daughter, there is no such thing as a former child in the dictionary of life!" firmly Dika slashed both her eyes sharply at Vira.

Seriate...

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