BECOME SECOND WIFE

I WANT TO GET MARRIED

Adam still hides his tears there is a feeling of guilt for the impoliteness he did to his father.

But on the other hand he also wants to fight for his heart.

"Mi, umi know that Adam has never refused orders or father?. Adam always complied, Adam never asked for anything. Whatever I want I always fulfill. Adam asked me, this time Adam wanted to make Adam's own choice"

"Adam....Adam wanted to get married.." still sobbing despite the tears he had wiped many times.

" Loh son, look seneng loh if you are married.umi and your father must also be seneng. Why are you sad?" ask the curious princess.

"But Adam wanted to marry Farah." - Adam still cried.

All speechless let alone Faizal he looked pale, deep in his heart he missed Farah very much and was very waiting for the moment where Farah was willing to accept his return.

At the bottom of his heart longs it peaked but saw the recovery of Luluk he was resistant not to meet or accompany the recovery of Farah his little wife.

But now his eldest son who does not want to know love even wants to marry his second wife when his heart hurts.

All were silent with their own thoughts.

"Do you really love Farah?" ask Abah firmly.

"Yes kung, Adam loved Farah sincerely..."

"Well....Adam please let him go for me, Adam wants to make him happy as well as "the love of Adam.

" Is, Abah knows you still love Farah, but with Farah's condition like this there seems to be no hope for you to return to her, if she's hanging like this. His status is also unclear, he deserves to be happy, you are also happy with Luluk?" Abah firmly interceded.

Now all was fixed on Faizal who was still silent.

"Bi, how? do you want to release Farah for Adam?"

Faizal was still speechless playing with his mind and heart still at war.

He knew all this time his household was fine with Luluk, and his condition was also better.

He thought he would soon be able to meet with Farah, after all the office business was done.

"Give me time." said Faiz then wanted to stand up leaving the dining table but had not had time to leave Luluk a little wrathful with the answer of her husband who was not as he wanted.

"Why is it so hard to say yes bi? what's wrong with trying to say yes? besides you also have a wife, I also have done no work anymore, Farah also does not want to be with you"

"What did you say? so easily you say that, do you think that between me and Farah there is no love? it's not easy, it's not about stuff, but it's about feelings"

"It's not as easy as you say, have you forgotten you forced me to love Farah? now that love is in my heart, why are you telling me to leave?"

"I still love her, and I am also able to make her own happiness not need anyone else...!" Faizal left from that tense atmosphere, his eyes flushed with his mounting anger.

Without a second thought he went out driving a car, all he had in mind was Farah.

At high speed he drove his car towards Farah's shop.

He wants to be there for Farah even if he can't be next to her anymore.

Like in the beginning Farah wanted to find a shophouse she also found the shophouse but without Farah's knowledge, she just told someone to do it.

The many buyers he also gave to make Farah excited again.

All that he did from a distance, he always prayed that one day Farah could return to his arms again.

Every day when he was tired at work he always took time to visit Farah even though again had to be from afar.

Farah the source of his happiness, Farah is the power he has now.

Although actually he can not be a good husband at least he always helps in times of trouble Farah.

He constantly prayed that Farah would get well soon and receive her back.

But now easily his eldest son wants to take that happiness from his life.

He doesn't know what else to do.

Again he stopped in front of his food stall and looked at Farah from afar.

"Farah ... If this body could touch you, I would love to hold you..I miss you Rah ..." lirih Faizal shed tears that he had previously held.

Again he wrote a letter and he left it to the food stall parking lot.

Farah my beloved wife, surely you are tired and bored every day reading this obscure letter. But let it be, I will never stop praying and hope I can hug you again.

Farah, I'm not okay, can I meet you just once.

I want to hug you, but if you don't want to, just let me see your smile up close.

I miss you Rah, so miss you.

From your stupid husband.

Clearly Farah opened the letter, Faizal's heart pounding he hoped a miracle was on his side.

Farah was still speechless reading the letter, her tears dripping.

But again Farah looked weak and helped her two sisters to sit on the sofa.

The transparent glass walls made Faizal freely observe Farah's activities.

Farah cried bitterly in the arms of his sister, the pain in Faizal's heart was mounting to want it to run to embrace his wife.

"I'm sorry baby, can't hold you tight, can't wipe your tears" said Faizal, who was sobbing in the car.

"Sorry baby, can't be a good husband to you...."