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Briena came out of the black sedan. No hose how long Vian goes down from the car. There have been many cars parked in the front yard of Briena's parents' house. Today is a weekend so many families can take their time to come.

"Eh, Briena! Vian!" Dahlia exclaimed, a deep cousin of briena from father's side.

"Hi, Lia. It's been a long time?" Said BiRiena.

"Not too," Dahlia said. "Hi, Vi!" His sap then on Vian.

"Hi." Vian smiles.

"Hi, Raka," Sapa Briena touched the cheek of a small child who was in Dahlia's arms.

"Alo, Aunt Briena." Dahlia imitates a voice like a child.

"What age? Asked Vian touched Raka's arm.

"Just want a year," Dahlia answered.

"Oh." Vian nodded.

"So when do you follow me and Mas Dimas? When is my love for nephew?" asked Dahlia smiled teasing.

"I still haven't thought about it," Briena said.