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A Meaningful Silent Night

Amanda no longer wore a thread, and the same plain Ark pressed her body against the wall. One of his hands moved around, while their kiss grew hotter.

"Hmm."

Amanda took a breath and let out a voice, as if waiting for Arka to do more. Arka also increasingly uses his hands to reach everything he wants.

Something he hadn't done since their babies were born. This is the 53rd day after the baby came out of his wife's stomach. Arka had been holding him for that long.

"Arka, I Miss you." whispered Amanda in the ear of her husband.

"Oh I Miss you too, Amanda. Hhhh."

Arka closer her body, Amanda release the kiss and then turn down. To the place where her husband's pleasure point was. Arka's head looked up, while his hands stroked the hair and head of his wife who was on the move.

"Yet."

"Hmmm."

Arka pulled Amanda and took her to a comfortable place, and then all that happened. Amanda jumped back up, with both hands squeezing the bed sheet.

Countless times he mentioned the name Arka. While the sound of unification clashed with the sound of the bed squeaking. Arka spilled all her desires that she held so far, until then both of them crashed with a long cry.

"Poooh."

Arka sighed then smiled, after everything was well resolved. Amanda smiled and kissed her husband on the cheek.

"It's a good thing that the kids didn't wake up" Amanda said later.

"When I wake up, I cry really." said Arka while laughing.

"I'll bete too." Amanda said again.

"Fortunately they are understanding." he continued later.

Shortly after, the two took a shower and cleaned themselves. Then followed by dinner together. The faces of the two were now sumringah, like they had finished getting the big prize they wanted.

***

Intan was walking in a place that night, he had just been shopping for some necessities at a supermarket. The girl was hungry and wanted to fill her stomach. Incidentally in a place not far from there, many street vendors who peddle food.

Then Intan stopped by there. The clock has shown at 11:00 pm, the atmosphere around seems not so crowded. Intan sat at a chicken pecel shop and ordered food there. While waiting for the order to arrive, he replied to a message with Ansel.

Someone arrived and ordered, then sat down by Intan's side. Intan is not so fond of him because he is busy paying attention to the mobile phone screen. Shortly after, the food was finished. He washed his hands and rolled up the arms of the cardigan he was wearing.

"Hello girl."

The man next to him said, Intan was surprised and turned his head. Looks like a handsome bule is a little old, talking to him.

"Yes." Intan said later.

"This bule must be wooing." thought the girl.

"Look if I want to eat again, I bribe the head of a catfish just know the taste of lo." gritted in the heart.

"Where is my son?" said the bule made Intan stunned.

"Yo, your son?"

"Yes, Ansel."

The bule pointed to the screen of Intan's mobile phone whose light was on and showed the wallpaper of Ansel's photo.

"Ansel?"

"Yes, I'm Ansel's daddy."

For a moment Intan glued, until then.

"O, hi." said Intan then sumringah. Ansel's father smiled.

"Ryan." she said later.

"Intan." Intan said while still seeing the man. Ryan's order came soon.

"Aren't you meeting Ansel yet?" ask Intan to the man. Ryan washed his hands while shaking his head.

"I don't know where he is, that brat."

"Ta, but Ansel didn't tell me. If you're here."

Intan started eating, and so did Ryan.

"He won't see me."

"Why?"'

"Because I have a lot of rules and restrictions, and he wants to be free. Live as he wants, don't want to work, spend parents' money."

"A, Ansel doesn't work?" Intan just knew that.

"Yes, it just works like that. Want to become a freelancer, travel to various countries. Not taking care of the company. Only Nino can boast of me, even if he has his own business. So my company has no successors."

Intan sighed, he already thought that Ansel was completely unemployed. Apparently not, Ansel just chose his own life path and did not want to be arranged in terms of work.

"You've been in contact with Ansel for a long time?" ryan asked Intan.

"You know in our country, he likes to change partners. He's not a good man."

Intan.

"Mmm, so far I believe in Ansel" he said later.

He was getting uncomfortable with this conversation. Eating events that should be delicious, become as if losing taste.

"I'm just reminding you, a plain and nice girl like you. Don't be fooled by Ansel." said Ryan.

Intan was just silent, then continued eating. For the next he just responded to Ryan as he was.

"I swear, that's Ansel's father is the least bule I've ever met."

Intan spoke to Nadine on the phone when she returned home.

"Well, what do you mean?" nadine was confused.

"Yes, it's not a boule."

"What?. Face, posture?" ask Nadine again.

"No, its nature." said Intan.

"Why what?" Nadine asked again.

"It's not like a bule in general. Bule is cute, yes, his son wants to relate to any girl. Want to adopt any religion, want to join the sect though, bule rarely take care of his son if it is 17 years and above. This is 33-year-old Ansel, still managed by his father."

"What did his father say to Elo?"

"Yes he ngingetin I make careful with Ansel, he said Ansel was a female criminal. Is Sinetron his father?"

"Well, what's the matter of Ansel's personal life with him."

"Most of the same slang parents +62 deh kayaknya, where the child is still taken care of until old. Sometimes already have bini, son 3, still in his father's recokin."

Nadine laughs.

"But if it's Nino, does he mention it?"

"He's muji-muji Nino mulu, instead. He said he was the proudest boy, yes Nino. Ansel mah ngeselin - doang."

Intan said while laughing, making Nadine so open. Their conversation continued.

***

The next day, Arka tells Amanda that she has a meeting with the management person after returning from the office. Most likely he'll be home in the middle of the night or so. Amanda agreed with her husband's words

When by midnight, the meeting and discussion in the management office was dissolved, Arka returned to the penthouse as usual. But when we arrived, there was an unusual sight there.

Because almost all the lights are turned off, only the child's room lights seem alive. Amanda's not usually like that. Even if you have to turn off the lights, the kitchen and dining room must be on. But tonight everyone dies except that one.

"Amanda?" Arka tried to call his wife.

There's no answer. Arka rushed to her son's room, but the children were not in the box.

"Oh God."

"Did Amman come here and bring them?"

Arka's mind began to run, with a sense of panic he came out of the room of his son.

However,

"Papa's happy birthday, papa's happy birthday. Amanda turned on the lights and came up with a cake, complete with 22-year-old figure candles. Even the shocked arcs could not hold back their tears.

"Happy birthday our papa, happy birthday papa."

Arka blew the candle and hugged his wife for quite a long time. While the babies were in the stroller, they did not sleep and seemed to notice all of it.

"Happy birthday yes, Ka." said Amanda.

"Thank you, baby." Arka still reluctantly let go of his wife's embrace.

"Thank you." she said once more and wiped her tears.

Arka approached the babies, then kissed them one by one.

"Bro."

a voice sounded. Arka turned, it was Rio.

"Elo?"

"Yes, I hid other men in the house besides you" Amanda said half-laughing. Shortly after Rianti appeared, Arka then laughed.

Rio congratulated her, and so did Rianti. Her mother and father video call to congratulate Arka. They apologized for not being able to attend, because there was a family event at Arka's stepfather's family home.

Before long the management also video call with Arka and say the same thing. Arka is increasingly happy and haru, his age has now stepped on the number 22.

The event continued with a meal together, Rio and Rianti stayed the night. Rianti accompanied Amanda, while Rio and Arka spent time playing the play station.