Almira's Regret

Ardan pubes number two

Fahmi laughed softly at his wife's question. "Just like you, I don't know when I'm in love. At first I felt sorry to see a woman sitting at the stop. Keep praising you when you help Syafa take a shower. Quietly I as an eye when you often sit near the fish pond. Funny I remember that."

"Keep Mas knew from the beginning about me and who got pregnant. Then why not throw me out" asked Mira as she pressed her cheek against her husband's chest.

"Do you think that's that stuff?" Mira shook her head. "No, I was thinking of staying here. Stay comfortable and feel the warmth of the family. The peak mas fear of losing you is when Adelia says you're in danger. Mas was really scared especially when he saw you grimacing in pain. There angry and afraid to be one."

"Remember me asking for help pretending to be my husband?" Both are laughing.

"Remember. Then if not wrong mas say kirain become a real husband candidate is that right?"

"Yes. How did you feel at that moment."

"The heart begins to beat. Sometimes we say it in prayer. Mas asked that you turn away from Dion but you never seem to see mas? Not responding to special mas, even when mas proposed you to papa, you still call with the name dr. Fahmi."

They enjoy the night that begins to change the day tetaoi sleepiness never come. They used that time to get closer. Fahmi also uttered a question that was always entrenched in the mind.

"Don't you get mad when I ask you this?"

"About how I feel about Dion?" Mira's guess was right and Fahmi nodded.

"Where the beginning of the story can you be close to him."

"You sure want to hear, you'll get hurt."

"You do not love me now."

"Iiiiih pd very, very" said Mira while turning her face. Then pulled again by Fahmi.

"If you don't love you won't stick like this. Want to tell a story? Or maybe ...."

"What's? Wanna say what? I still love Dion? Before Dion asked me to abort, I was still hoping that he would take responsibility. After that, there was no more love for her.

"Who is dong for? Fahmi smiled mischievously.

"For Syafa's father."

Fahmi just remembered that he had seen Mira's friend in the parking lot. "Mas has said something haven't been the same to you?"

"It seems not yet. What do you want to say?"

"So I saw your friend in the garage parking lot but I didn't know who I was meeting. Last afternoon I couldn't see Dion, said the officer before Dion came to meet someone else so the time was up."

Mira stared anxiously, "which one is my friend?"

"He's just like you but a little taller. There's a picture of him." Fahmi shows a picture of Gina riding an online motorcycle taxi. "It's really your friend, right?"

Mira sighed, "so guess having to suspect Dion and Gina?"

"No. I'm not saying that, I'm just asking if this is your friend or not. About Dion we'll find out together. Actually this problem can be considered clear because the news is starting to dim, but we also need to be vigilant."

***

Fahmi visited Dion early. They are now sitting on a table. As usual Fahmi will not come empty-handed. There are always different foods that are brought.

"Dion, I'm tired of having to work in two different places. I'm so easy cape."

"Just enjoy it, Mom. Not everyone has a chance like you. If tired will stay rest," kekeh Dion, wipe the face.

"I plan on handing over the responsibility after you can apply for parole. I'll focus on my job as a doctor. So I can have more time with my wife's children."

"I know what you mean, Mom. You're seducing me to talk, aren't you?"

"I'm glad you understand what I mean. The news effect is on the company. Many colleagues were affected and consumed by the news. Now I'm trying to recover, but I'm worried as long as that person hasn't been met. At times he can spread slander worse."

Dion laughed softly. "Working with your brain and heart is smart, Mas. But you're not smart to judge people."

"You mean?"

"You want to know who spread the news. Do you not suspect people who have stopped in your life?"

"Silvy?" fahmi asked, looking at Dion who was raising his shoulders. "Don't play me, Dion. I'm tired of everything that's happened. Say it! what is Silvi."

Dion kept raising his shoulders and behaving indifferently. He looked left like he was waiting for someone.

"Who is the one who sees you more than me?" ask Fahmy again.

"Secret" replied Dion.

Fahmi glanced at the watch, his time there was soon running out and he had to come back soon. He breathed and then panted. He looked at his sister and hoped that Dion would clarify his words.

Until he went further Dion kept acting the way he was.

When Fahmi's car comes out of the parking lot, Gina arrives shortly. But like Fahmi kmarin dis can't get in.

"Beautiful is still loyal to an inmate" said one of the officers and still heard by Gina. The woman did not take heart, she just put on a smile as she walked away.

***

"Doctors have a lot of thoughts?" ask the nurse who accompanied Fahmi.

Fahmi shook his head and kept a smile. He stepped back to review the other patients.

At recess he just sat on the sofa while closing his eyes. His hand is touching the temple.

A knock on the door of the room forced him to get up. His eyes widened when he saw his wife standing at the door.

"Assalamualaikum," Mira greeted with a sweet smile.

"I didn't say anything, honey." Fahmi kissed his wife's forehead and asked her to come in. "What is this?"

Mira put down the paper bag she was carrying and then took out the contents. "Not lunch yet, right? Let's eat together."

"One plate, one spoon and a glass," Fahmi's pint was taken by his wife. They eat together and feed each other.

"Often it's like gini" Fahmi said again.

"God willing, if the children are not fussy," mira cheered. "Why are you staring like that?" mira asked because her husband was staring at her unusual.

***

A stack of files Ardan checked. He stretched his hand and asked Jeff into his room.

"You picked me up, sir" asked Jeff after being invited in.

"Yes. What's my agenda after lunch?"

"At 03:15 you should see a representative of the HK group, sir."

"Ok, prepare a place for lunch."

"You want to have lunch outside?"

Ardan nodded. Jeff immediately showed some restos with good judgment. Actually Ardan can eat anywhere that is important clean and comfortable.

"Just pick it up, Jeff, I've never been disappointed with your choice."

After Jef made the reservation, he told his boss that what was asked was ready.

Ardan turned off the computer screen and took his belongings. He walked first to the lunch spot. Jef followed behind, pressing the elevator button and allowing his master to enter.

"Jeff, you've never felt lonely?" suddenly Ardan asked like that to his secretary. "Almost every day every hour you're near me. Don't you want to have a life of your own?"

"Do you want me to stop working with you?" ask Jeff behind the wheel.

"Not really, I'm just asking," chuckled Ardan.

Jeff could catch other intents from his superiors. However, he kept his attitude so as not to interfere with the affairs of his master.

They arrive at the dining room and head to the place that Jeff had ordered. They ordered food and ate together.

The table was where they were, there was a group of people who looked warm with jokes and laughter. Unlike Ardan who almost 24 hours with the assistant.

The ordered food arrives, and Ardan and Jeff eat it immediately.

After lunch, they return to the office. While in front of the car Jeff grumpy pocket.

"So's missing, Jeff?"

"It looks like my phone is lagging behind, sir. I'm clearance to go back inside." Ardan nodded and let.

While waiting for him to lean against the car door, his hand went into his pants pocket. Ardan looks cool even though age can not be covered anymore. Some silver colored hair was beginning to show.

Some of the girls who passed by sounded whispering and praising.

"Sugar daddy."

"I want to be his mistress."

"I'm willing to be the honey we both have."

Ardan got into the car and then looked at himself from the reflection of the middle spy. Really said the woman earlier that she is still charming.

"Jeff, do you think I deserve to be married again?"

Jeff wanted to laugh at his boss but he was able to control himself. It would be rude to laugh.

"Sure, Sir."

"Ah your answer is like a robot answer, Jeff."

Ardan has been acting like a teenager in love. Maybe he is experiencing second puberty. Will he marry again to accompany his old age.

But does anyone want an Ardan?