Dad Raise Me Father My Son
Part 93's
So quickly time passed, now the wedding day of Love and Ustad Soleh is being carried out.
Using the Javanese. This pair of lovebirds is very compatible, one handsome and one beautiful.
The atmosphere was so crowded, so many guests both invited and not, came.
"Well, Hanna's lucky. His son was married by a handsome Ustad "celoteh Desy grinned with a smile.
"Hem "briefly answered Pram.
"It's supposed to be your guardian, son. It's not Mr. Malik who is just a foster father. I want to feel like I ran to hug you and congratulate you "suddenly clear circles came out of Pram's eyes.
Desy who had seen the look on Pram's face was astonished.
"Weird, why did Mas Pram see the marriage of Love even cry?" gerutu Desy looked at her husband.
"Mas, what's wrong with you?how did you suddenly cry?" Desy pokes Pram's arm, making Pram soar in shock.
"Eh, it's okay. Just a feeling, they lost a child long enough. Now he has met and his son is married. Indirectly, they'll be separated again with their child right?" said Pram sekennya.
"But not so many times, mas. It's as if you have an inner bond with Love "Desy sneered cynically.
"Kok your words like that, if you don't like being in a Love wedding, you better go home!" Pram stepped away leaving Desy alone.
Pram chose to be alone in the yard.Namun Pram was very surprised, when in the yard there was Rofi.
Pram approached Rofi.
"Why are you here, huh?" his question glared towards Rofi.
"I just want to apologize to Love" Rofi replied briefly.
"Where do you know that the one who pierces is Love ?" Pram was curious.
"I accidentally followed Riris's departure, and turned to Hanna's house. There was a yellow stanza that read Love and Ustad Soleh "answered Rofi.
"Go home, lest you make the wedding party Love fall apart! "Pram drives Rofi away while pointing towards the street for Rofi to leave immediately.
"Pram, why do you hate me so much now? aren't we good friends ?" Rofi stared at Pram.
"Friends before I knew your depravity, what else the girl you ruined her future was my biological child!" Pram is so emodic that he loses control in speaking.
"What's? Love your real son?" Rofi furrowed his brows as if in disbelief.
"Yes, my son's love with my love that I told you about! " answered Pram annoyed.
"You're not kidding me, are you, Pram? "Rofi held Pram's hand as if he could not believe what he said.
"Why am I kidding, I'm sorry. Because my actions before, until now have an impact on my biological children "said Pram.
"That Love is your son with Hanna ?" Rofi tries to extract information from Pram.
"Yes, so please go. Before I lose my patience!" Pram pushes Rofi's wheelchair abruptly.
Until the wheelchair fell on its back along with Rofi who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Soon Rofi's personal driver helps him, while Pram just passes by leaving Rofi.
Pram is being carried away by emotions, until he is not aware of everything he just said to Rofi.
Pram stepped back into the party room.Still with emotion.
"Inside I was annoyed by Desy's words, outside even met Rofi. Get annoyed with me!" grunts in the heart.
While Rofi still does not believe in the words of Pram.
"What is it true that Pram just said, that Love is his biological child from the results of his affair with Hanna?"
Thus the grunts of Rofi, he no longer continues his intention to meet Love.
"It is also true what Pram just said. I'd rather just go home, than I ruin the happy mood of Love "grumbled Rofi.
Rofi ordered his personal driver to drive the car towards the road home.
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The wedding party is over, now Cinta and Ustad Soleh have been in his room.
For a time, they spent the night at Mr. Malik's house.
But the two are just silent, not daring to say hello. Both are equally ashamed.
Until finally Ustad Soleh, opened his voice.
"De, sit next to me. There's something I want to talk to you about "Ustad Soleh patting the bed next to him, because right now Love is sitting a little far away from him.
Love approached Ustad Soleh, and sat down next to him.
"De, we are officially and legally married. I want you to call me Abi, and I call you Umi."
"Let's ask us to be open to each other, nothing to keep secret. Because it could be a time bomb if one day the secret is exposed."
"Umi do not hesitate anymore with Abi, if Umi has a problem tell abi. We fill each other up, complement each other's flaws."
"If Abi does something wrong, please Umi scolds ya. Similarly Abi will reprimand Umi if Umi does khilaf."
"This is why we remind each other."
Such are the messages from Ustad Soleh for Love. For a moment Ustad Soleh fell silent, now it was Love's turn to say.
"Good, Abi. Umi is embarrassed, because Umi is not a girl anymore. Does Abi not regret marrying a girl instead of a virgin?" Love spoke while bowed unable to look at Ustad Soleh.
"Hust, please from now on Umi don't have to look back. After all, everything that happened to Umi was not due to Umi's fault. But it is the will of Allah SWT. Let us look at the bright future "Ustad Soleh said while turning to Love.
"Alright Abi, Umi will listen to everything Abi says "the word of Love is still bowed.
"Don't just listen, Umi. But in practice in the life of Umi "said Ustad Soleh chuckled.
"Let's pray Isa congregation, because we have not had time to do it, right?" invite Ustad Soleh while extending his hand to Love.
Love received a helping hand from Ustad Soleh with a palpitating heart and a shy blush.
"Hold or Umi used to be wudhlu?" tanya Ustad Soleh's.
"Take it first "answer a short Love.
Ustad Soleh lekas wudlu, then Cinta followed wudlu.
After that they perform Isa prayers together. After the prayer, Ustad Soleh and Love prayed together.
Without feeling the warm circles began to gather in the eye of Love. Tears flowed so hard. Ustad Soleh turned to Love.
Ustad Soleh turned back, until now has faced Love.
"Umi, why are you crying? are there any words from Abi that have hurt Umi? if so, Abi apologized a thousand times sorry "Ustad Soleh grasped the fingers of Love fingers.
"No Abi, Umi cried happily "the word Love .
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