
Fahmi actually moved Syafa to the girl's room. I don't know what will happen tomorrow morning.
He went back into the room and came to his wife. If observed more closely then the skin of Mira's face is no longer white as before.
They move without words, communicating only through the eyes and actions.
Occasionally Mira's lips pass a sacred humming that makes the opponent match more excited.
When going on the most journey in the future every person, they exchanged views. Mira nodded as if agreeing to Fahmi's request tonight.
The kiss of affection landed back on Mira's forehead.
"Don't close your eyes, look at me and make sure you're with me" Dion said as if understanding that Mira was being distracted by past memories.
Mira puts her hand on her husband's neck. And the journey begins with laughter, and sweet praise from Fahmi.
"beautiful. I forgot which good I ever did that God sent you" Fahmi said as they arrived at the highest peak of nirvana.
Fahmi was accepted by Mira not as a compliment. Mira thinks that Fahmi is insulting because he realizes that he is not good. Then Fahmi's words become a wound on their beautiful night.
"Thank you," Fahmi said before their bodies spaced out. Mira melengos as Fahmi wants to land a kiss as a sign of gratitude. Making the zinc husband frown and think that Mira is sorry.
Tears are running down Mira's cheeks.
"Darling ..." Fahmi was about to wipe the tears but was pushed aside by Mira. The woman pulled the blanket over her body. He was crying in the blanket.
Regretting. Tonight he was supposed to offer pure, untouched honey. But the foolishness of the past made him regret this night.
"Dad!" Fahmi called out in a very soft tone. He has not realized there is anything wrong with his sentence, because he considers Mira perfect. That's exactly what Fahmi thinks.
Fahmi pulled out a blanket that covered the wife's body because there was no answer. His wife closed her eyes.
"I'm sorry for not being able to hold back until you're ready. May you forgive me," Fahmi said as he landed a kiss and no rejection. He reached for the tiny body to give a sense of comfort and told the wife that he really meant in his life.
Mira heard Fahmi's words because she had not really slept. Upon hearing the subtle sound and regular breathing Mira opened her eyes. He looked at that very close face. He rubbed slowly then stopped when he felt there was a move from the husband.
***
Fahmi wakes up first, deliberately he does not wake the wife. He felt that Mira needed a lot of rest after the coercive action done by him.
Yes, until the morning arrived they still misunderstood each other's minds.
He also invited Syifa to play because the boy woke up at dawn. Lucky not to cry so don't bother Mira.
When Mira wakes up she does not see her husband next to her. He also did not see Syifa there. When the emilirk clock turned out to be five o'clock. Oh, my God, he's bad luck. It seems like the effect of being hugged by the husband makes him comfortable until he is unaware of the time.
He rushed to clean up and immediately prepared Fahmi's needs. Not her husband said she was going to work today.
Mira also rushed down to prepare breakfast. Though in fact she did not need to bother because many servants paid her husband.
"Mother Mira," said the servants who were struggling in the kitchen, some of them began to spread according to their respective duties. When Mira turned around she was surprised to find Syafa staring at her in protest.
"Are you awake?" She approached her husband's son.
"I must have transferred again to the same father," said Syafa as he folded his hands on his chest.
"Eeeemmm time anyway?" tanya Mira pretended not to know.
"Yes, when I slept with my mother suddenly when I woke up I was in my own room. You don't know?"
Of course Mira knows, the reason Syafa was moved was him. His father Syafa wants to rule him. If you remember what happened last night, you are ashamed of yourself.
Speaking of where Fahmi is, Mira has not even seen the trunk of her nose.
While the middle Mira looking is now walking early morning after dawn prayers. He took Syifa around using a baby stroller to enjoy the morning air. Not to forget he also put on warm clothes for the little baby.
When Fahmi returned he saw the wife was making the bed. Even when he closed the door Mira did not turn her head and Fahmi thought his wife was still angry because of last night.
A pair of hands shocked Mira as she suddenly hugged her body. "Awet is very angry," whispered Fahmi.
"Deliver, Mas. I'm cleaning this up."
Fahmi just pulled the wife into the bed. Sontak Mira pinched her husband's hand. "This one just finished."
"In a moment," Fahmi said without loosening his hand.
"Ck, yes it will be neat." Mira is about to wake up but Fahmi holds her back. He grabbed his wife's face so they could face each other.
"I'm sorry about last night."
Mira's quiet.
"You're angry because you can't resist."
Nope. That's not what makes Mira cry, she's not even angry but she's regretting the past.
"Hey," Fahmi doesn't want to be ignored.
"No."
"He said, but the answer was short. Just young people."
"And I'm still young."
Silence is the best way for the wife to no longer be angry.
"I'm angry, not the same as Fahmi. I was ..."
Fahmi's still waiting.
"They don't understand me."
After Mira, Fahmi hugs and apologizes for any wrongdoing.
***
The line of broken hearts.
Fahmi's return to the hospital after taking some time off work, made a furore for his devotees.
What's more when the nurse who accompanied Fahmi saw the wedding ring on Fahmi's fingers.
"Doctor Fahmi is suddenly married."
"The hell."
"Yes, but who's lucky to get Fahmi's doctor."
"And I have asked him often for one third of the night."
"It's not pretty who has his wife."
"It's definitely prettier so Fahmi's doctor prefers her over your appeal.
More or less like that chatter from the devotees of doctor Fahmi in the hospital.
Doctor Fahmi himself is not bothered with people talking about him. He continues to perform his duties as he should.
During the break he would contact his wife who was at home.
For a long time the call from him was not raised. Ah like that is the routine of a mother who has a baby. If when young Mobile phones are always attached asked even to the bathroom, but if you already have a mobile baby splashed anywhere. Where they play the cell phone.
"The mother's phone is ringing" the waiter told me.
Fahmi repeats the call and this time the call is raised. The beautiful face of his wife instantly filled the screen making Fahmi smile. "How long have you been answering his calls?"
"Syifa's diaper change, what's up?"
"The husband who contacted me asked what was wrong. I must miss my beloved wife."
"Oh ...."
There was no expression from his wife. "Disappeared to you?" ask Fahmi.
"No, I'll see you later."
Uh is this how his wife is flat. The feeling was better this morning.
"Remain so missed?" ask Fahmy again.
"I don't think so."
"Now that's what he said. Still angry, huh?"
"No. Ordinary feeling. Are we getting some rest?"
"Yes, I'm so upset, baby."
"Times?" A waiter approached Mira and said there was a guest in front. Mira nods and will find after permission on Fahmi.
"really. I'm going home now."
"Eh, the hospital has its own. I can't do it dong. Said the waiter in front of the guest but did not tell who the guest was. Can I see him?"
"Don't, I'm not home anymore. They fear they have other intentions. I'll meet you when I get home. If he really needs to, he'll call me." Fahmi glanced at the clock that indicated his time back at work. "Darling, I have to get back to work. Don't forget lunch. Oh yeah I'll be home by five."
At home, Mira stares at the phone whose call is over. Then he went to the waiter who had told himself about the guest.
"Say sir the security guard is a woman."
"Would you meet me or want to see you?"
"Say I'll see you, ma'am."
"Oh yes, he said he could see his father when he came home."
"Good, Mom."
Shafa is coming home from school soon. Mira is getting ready to pick up the child. He put Syifa on Santi's mother while he was gone. He did not want Shafa to feel neglected. Didn't he want to choose the mother to be like his other friends who were picked up by his mother.
As Mira's car exits the gate, she passes a car she says is Fahmi's guest. But strangely why not contact Fahmi first.
"Yeee, get picked up by mom!" shafa exclaimed as he watched Mira get out of the car.
The parents of another disciple who did not know Mira and suddenly called mother felt astonished. Because they know doctor Fahmi is a widower. But if you marry again the yes that enjoyed young once. They start whispering about Mira. They must be thinking no.
"That's the nanny who was pregnant, right?" ask one of the mothers.
"She was suddenly called mother. There's no way that his wife" another mother's dream.
"But doctor Fahmi's son called her mother. What if it wasn't his wife?"
It was true that there was a mother who approached Mira. She looks at Mira from top to bottom.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Mira politely.
"Kok called mom, is that doctor Fahmi?" Apparently many were curious about that handsome widower. Erat, Mira's handsome husband.
"I'm his wife, Mom."
"When the wedding was never news."
It is as famous as what the doctor Fahmi until the wedding must be reported.
"As a young person, take the time to seek knowledge and experience. Don't get married just because the man is rich. You are young, he might be bored. Eh pas tired of you being abandoned, would pity that you become a flower widow."
"Thank you for reminding me. Sorry I have to go." Mira nodded politely and followed Syafa who first entered.
"It's also the most he was married because the capital is wide open legs, right?" said the mothers who had been talking about Mira since.
Mira rubs her chest. It's like being married to a guy who has a lot of fans. Mira does not know what will happen tomorrow because she told doctor Fahmi's wife.
Surely they'd think it was worse considering they had met Mira while she was pregnant.
"Mother" call Syafa because Mira is silent.
"Eh, why, brother?"
"Mom's okay?"
"Yes mom is fine. How was it at school?"
"Seru mother was the same sister who was learning to draw. Miss said my picture is good."
"Oh yeah, I can see."
"Emmmmhhhh I'll see it later with my dad. Let it be a surprise" Syafa said with a laugh.
When they arrived, the car was there. Looks like the guest was intent on meeting Fahmi once. Because when Mira had returned from picking up Syafa the car was still in its original place.
***
On the way home, Fahmi took the time to buy his favorite snacks that he knew since Mira had not been his wife.
When the car is at the gate. Guests who were said to be waiting for Fahmi to get out and knock on Fahmi's car waiting for the gate to open.
"Silvy?" Fahmi lowers the car glass, "what's the need?"
"Fahmi we need to talk."
"Do you not understand rejection?"
"Fahmi I beg you, I wanted to see Syafa but they didn't give me permission. Let me come in for a minute."
Fahmi did ask the people of the house to be careful when receiving guests. Especially since the incident that hit Mira a few months ago.
"Yes, if you want to see me let this time." Fahmi tells the security guard to let Silvi's car in.
Silvi smiled. One bait he threw. It seems like he has to go to Syafa often in order to snare Fahmi.
The smile that was expanding suddenly faded when he saw Mira was at the door and greeted Fahmi. Even Fahmi did not hesitate to kiss his wife directly. Very concerned with the presence of Silvi after all the goal is Syafa.
Mira's gaze met Silvi's. If the woman's arrival is for her daughter, then Mira should welcome her well. But if you have other intentions, Mira will firmly act.
"Then ah," said Mira as she pushed her husband's body away.
"Then I wait in the room" whispered Fahmi, "let her meet Syafa first, dear." Fahmi just left regardless of the whereabouts of his ex-wife.
"Fahmi wait, I want to talk to you."
"There's my wife, if she has anything to do with Syafa, you can tell Mira because she's her mother now."
"No, Fahmi. No one can replace me as Syafa's mother. I'm still her mother" Silvi shouted. "Look! I'm not gonna let that happen." The woman had come to make a scene.
"Hey******!," cried Silvi calling Mira.