Foto Keluarga Suamiku Di Ruang Tamunya Novels & Stories

She hoped he would like it. Holding a tray in her hands, she walked towards the sitting room. She found Lucas holding a picture frame she had placed at the table. It was a picture of her and her parents. In the picture her Dad and Mom were seated while she stood between them. They were all smiling in the picture. She didn't find him intrusive, it was a picture of her family after all and he seemed acquainted with her father. " Your coffee is ready." She said successfully announcing her presence in the room to Lucas whose attention was concentrated somewhere else.

They also exposed my designs which received appreciation in competition. This interview also emphasized our family connection. Support and family life outline. After that, photo shoot and We are directed photographers. What is special is a big family photo, Me, Mas Suma, Wisnu, Amelia and Madame in the same frame. "Mas, please I'm asking for this picture. I want to put it in this Gallery," I said pointing to our family photo. "Rani, I also want it. I want it at home," whispered mum in my ear.

“How is the atmosphere in your house with your children?” I smile. “My house is the biggest mess ever. It's a minefield of toys everywhere. Every time I get home, my kids start waving their arms frantically and laughing nonstop to see me.” “And your husband, Hunter Blanco, is at home with his children?” I look at the camera nervously photographing me and then back at Alice. “He is an amazing father, and whenever he can, he is with his children and family.” I end it there and Alice tilts her head and looks at me.

“Let’s do that. I’ll clear up dinner first, and you can wait for me in the living room.” I watch him stroll around, surveying the whole place. He goes to the family photos displayed by the window. He picks up a photo I know by heart—my young self with my dad and stares at it. I see him smile, and he looks so handsome that he almost makes me melt. He puts the frame down and moves on to the next frame, with Mom on it.

These are pictures of the Atono and Alexei family. Everything has a red red on it. While Aton, Ruslan, my dad, loana, my picture and Irina's pictures have a boldly written 'Target' on it. But the picture that caught my eyes was Irina's. What is Irina's picture doing here? How did they know about Irina? "What is my wife's picture doing here?" I asked him as I faced him. I should have asked about all of our pictures but I just wanted to know the reason why Irina's picture is here.

She exclaimed happily. "Oh darling, don't you have a little bot sympathy towards this husband of yours. Just give me attention too." She laughed hearing her husband complaining like a five-year-old child. She hangs the frame on the wall where several photos were present. Samuel’s childhood, her marriage with Jason, her second baby along with sam's grinning face, etc. "Don't worry baby, I'm all yours." He kissed her lips. . . . All family members were sitting in the hall in front of the tv. They all are excited.

A Tragic Accident and Seven Years later A small smile managed to escape from my lips as I saw our family portrait that was placed in the living room. This is the first thing one would see when they come into our house. Under that is another table made of a narra tree filled with our family's picture frames. I was stunned when my eyes landed on the picture frame where Nicholas nd I's wedding photo was placed.

It was a group photo of Haley and her two children, with a warm yellow background that looked very heartwarming. He glanced at other places and saw two more family photos in the dining room, as well as individual photos of the two children. However, there was no sign of any man. This house didn't seem like a place where a man had ever lived...

"Father, to tell you the truth, I almost forgot about it but I remembered it when I was on my way to my office. Did you cook my favorite food, father dear?" "Yes of course." was the short answer. Inside the old man's house, you could see a small couch and a table in the living room, a small radio on the corner, a small television set, and pictures of the young Imman with his parents. When he noticed the framed pictures of his family, his heart sunk and remembered vaguely those days gone by where he used to play with them. In the kitchen area, there was nothing much to see but a small fridge, a gas range, and a set of one table and chairs for three persons.

I go upstairs to his room, slipping out of my clothes, obviously leaving on my underwear and into his t-shirt, which is big enough to be comfortable nightwear. I fold my stuff and put it on the chair in his room. It's the first time I've been in here and I'm surprised how tidy it is. There's only a handful of photos in his entire house, most of them are in this room, him, Billy and Shane as kids, a group photo of them at a dance, and one of Luke and Shane, with two older blonde girls and an older man and woman. It looks like a family photo, but that's definitely not his mum in the picture. I wonder if it's his dad? And why is Shane with them?