WOUNDS IN HAPPINESS
Open the Heart

Day by day passed....,

Week to week passes by so quickly..

Ayuna begins to get used to the bagas, which always come in the morning, and breakfast along with her is also gibran.

Gibran also began to forget about anjas. It appears that gibran never again inquires about anjas.

Ayuna was grateful that she no longer needed to worry, if anjas would suspect that gibran was their child.

And whether since when did gibran start to change his call to ayuna, from mother to mami, ayuna sure this must be the good news. Because gibran calls bagas papi.

Sometimes ayuna wonder, actually what the work of bagas, because the bagas is always there at all times with her and also gibran.

When asked, Bagas always menjwap if the work is relaxed. He can do it anywhere.

" What are we eating today?" Ask bagas on gibran.

" Mommy cooks special meat soup for us."

" Uh, really?. Papi can't wait to taste mami's cooking. Let's go to the kitchen soon." Bring the bagas on the gibran.

" Come on."

They immediately joined the dining table.

As always, the ayuna is always happy when the bagas and gibran scramble to taste its artificial cuisine.

" Papi first..."

" heh gibran.."

" Can't do it. Papi first."

" Papi is old. I have to give it up."

" It's good old papi. Papi's still easy, still fresh, still fresh.."

" The gibran tree first."

" Father.."

" Gibron..."

Gibran pushed each other to be in the front row.

" Hayoo.., sit up a good dong." Ayuna.

Gibran and Bagas finally relented, and sat down well as Ayuna commanded.

" Gini is good." Say ayuna, who started pouring the soup into a bowl of gibran and bagas.

Gibran poked his tongue toward the bagas. Because he was the first to taste the soup made by ayuna.

" Mommy, today, gibran will be rehearsing for the arts. So maybe he'll be home longer than usual." Gibran.

" It doesn't matter. Papi will be there even before gibran finishes class."

As usual, after breakfast. Ayuna will clean the table, while washing dirty furniture.

" Let's go." Sapmeat

" Why gibran?" Tanya ayuna who saw gibran look at the contents of her bag.

" Gosh, gibran forgot to bring a PR book. Just a minute papi, mami, gibran take the book first."

Gibran.

" Bagas..." Call ayuna.

" Yes?"

" Thank you, you've taken so much time to accompany us."

" I told you, if this is my attempt to win your heart."

" And now you get it." Ayuna.

Bagas looked at Ayuna, with a look of disbelief.

" Can you repeat that again?" pinta bagas's.

" I'll open my heart to you."

Ayuna looked at the bagas with a smile.

" Are you serious?" Ask bagas.

" Hmmm, I guess.."

Without the aba aba, the bagas immediately embraced ayuna.

" Thank you, thank you."

Tap

Tap

Tap

The sound of gibran's footsteps.

" Let's go papi." take gibran.

" Our lets go.."

Bagas walked in ayuna's hand. Gibran looked at them with a look of wonder.

This article is a rare sight, seeing the bagas walking while holding the hand of ayuna.

" Tumbones.." Gibran.

" What's up?" Ask ayuna.

" Tumben mami and papi walk hand in hand. I want to cross, hehe.." Kekeh gibran's.

Ayuna immediately took off her bagas hand. And drown to cover his shame.

" Cie cie, red mommy face. Mommy's shy?" Goda gibran.

" It's already been. Let's Depart. It's late for you.."

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What happened in Anjas' office...

Brake !!

Dion throws a file at Anjas' desk.

" What is this?" Ask anjas

" The file you asked for." Said Dion who immediately sat in front of anjas.

Anjas opens the file.

" Bagas adi saputra. Ceo Sanjaya Group." Anjas.

" The owner and founder of Citra Land Mall, and The Blooms Garden "Imbuh dion.

" Wow, my rivals are so heavy."

" Hear. You better back off, from your intention to regain Ayuna's heart."

" Why?"

" Your competition is very heavy. Also, your position, which is still your best husband, will make everything very complicated. I suggest you come back to the fact today, that selin is your wife. And ayuna is a part of your past."

" but...."

" Think about that, man. Start to open your heart to selin."

" But I haven't fought for our love." Anjas.

" What kind of love do you mean. Love because you know that gibran is your son? or just love out of selfishness because you're not willing to be with another man?"

Dion patted anjas' shoulder.

" Think well, what kind of love you want to win. Don't let your ego make all of it become chaotic. I have to go."

After saying that, dion directly walked out of the anjas room.

Drtt drrtt drrttt

Dion's phone.

" Yes hello?"

"-----"

"I've been trying to do it for you."

"----"

" All right, I'll wait in my apartment."

"____"

" I love you to."

Dion put his phone back in his pocket, then saw anjas through the glass door. Before then deciding to properly leave.

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