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Anta and Laras went to Laras’s parents’ house. They intended to convey their wish to get married.Laras kept inhaling and exhaling repeatedly, feeling nervous and afraid that her parents might disapprove or become angry over what she had done.“Everything will be fine,” Anta said, trying to calm Laras. He even held Laras’s hand, as if transferring strength to her.Laras nodded, then they got out of the car and walked toward her parents’ modest house.“Laras.” Wulan—Laras’s mother—was startled to see her daughter return. It had been a very long time since Laras had come home; the last time they met was at Bintang’s wedding.Laras smiled faintly. Her face was still pale, but she forced herself to look normal.Wulan then turned her gaze to Anta, knowing that he was Annetha’s nephew and also Laras’s high school friend.“Mom,” Laras greeted with a gentle smile.Wulan looked at Laras’s pale face but, without asking many questions, chose to invite both of them into the house.“Where’s Dad?”

Langit was truly panicked. He searched all around the beach, but he could not find Bintang.“Oh God, Bin.”Langit roughly ran his hand through his hair, still trying to search even though he had not found her yet. He finally decided to return to the resort to ask for help in looking for Bintang.However, his steps stopped before he reached the resort. He turned around and saw Bintang squatting down, hiding her face between her knees, which were hugged tightly by her arms.Langit had been looking for Bintang everywhere, but it turned out his wife was right beside the resort, crouching there for who knew how long.“Bin,” Langit called softly, afraid that Bintang might run away again. He approached her and crouched down in front

“Do you really allow it?” Bintang asked, her eyes glistening with tears.“Hm … as long as you remember your promise,” Langit replied reluctantly.Bintang immediately broke into a wide smile, wrapping both arms around her husband’s neck and sitting on his lap.“You really allow it?” she asked again, as if one answer was not enough.“Do you want me to change my mind?” Langit muttered, annoyed at himself for losing to his wife.Bintang quickly shook her head when she heard his question.“No, don’t. You just made your wife happy and now you want to make her sulk again? Should I get mad again?” Bintang prete

Langit stepped closer to Bintang, looking at his wife, who appeared anxious and uncertain.“What is it, hm? Did I say something wrong that made you ask that?” Langit asked, worried that he might have misspoken and caused Bintang to overthink.Bintang shook her head slightly, lowering her gaze. Then she looked at Langit with a wistful expression.“What is it?” Langit asked as he cupped Bintang’s cheeks with both hands.Bintang forced a faint smile before suddenly hugging Langit, surprising her husband. It was a lie to say she was not thinking about Annetha’s words. She felt that Langit, Annetha, and perhaps even Arlan, all did not want her to get pregnant.“It’s nothing. I’m just afraid you still don’t agree and might end up hating me,” Bintang said with her eyes closed.Langit was deeply shocked by Bintang’s words, unable to understand why his wife would think that way.“How could you feel that I would be like that, hm?

It had been a month since Bintang and Langit returned from their vacation. That morning, Langit was putting on his tie, preparing to go to the office as usual.“Bin, are you not done in the bathroom yet? We’re running late. Don’t let yourself miss breakfast.”Langit called out to Bintang because she had been in the bathroom for quite a while.“Yes, I’m done. Go to the dining room first, I’ll follow,” Bintang replied.Langit glanced toward the bathroom, then chose to head to the dining room to wait for his wife so they could have breakfast together.Langit sat down while enjoying his coffee, waiting for Bintang to arrive so they could eat together.“Why did you take so long in the bathroom?” Langit asked when he saw Bintang finally arrive.“My stomach suddenly hurt. Maybe I ate something wrong,” Bintang answered. She pulled out the chair beside Langit and took the glass of milk she usually drank.Langit was sipping his coffee when he heard Bintang’s answer. He looked at his wife, who i