Daddy's Choice Husband

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"I'm serious, Pi. I lied to you." Malik convinced Moreno.

"Why not go home? Don't you think of us as your parents anymore?"

"I'm sorry, Pi. I just don't want it to happen again." Malik remembers very well when Moreno was against his relationship with his lover first. And he doesn't want that to happen to him anymore.

"You're still mad at Papi? Don't you want to forgive, Papi?"

Malik shook his head, of course he could not not forgive his parents. Leaving home, he just wants to forget everything that happened in his life. And now that he had forgotten about it, he was about to start a new life with Aleta.

"I'm back, Pi. The intention is that I will introduce Papi and Mama to my wife" Malik explained.

As for Aleta, she continued to pay attention to both. She just realized her husband. Worth his face to the Caucasian, even though Malik blasteran. Malik's father was a Caucasian, he kept seeing his mother who had an ayu face.

"Why are you, baby? Here!" Malik swung his hand, telling his wife to get closer.

"Copy, Pi. This is Aleta, my wife!"

Aleta smiled at Moreno. While Moreno, the middle-aged man immediately greeted his daughter-in-law with an embrace, hugging Aleta's body.

"Pi, don't be tight, Papi can hurt my future son" Malik said.

Moreno immediately let go of his embrace, he looked at Aleta and then turned to Malik.

" Papi will soon have a grandchild."

While chatting, the doctor came out of the room where Frita was.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Moreno.

"Your wife is conscious, but still has a lot of rest. If necessary, do not let your wife be depressed" explained the doctor.

"Can I come in, Doc?" ask Malik. The doctor nodded, after which the doctor left.

"Come, baby. We're in." Malik and his wife entered first, while Moreno, he followed behind.

"Ma," call Malik upon his arrival.

Frita looks teary. What did he see was real? Frita often sees Malik's face in her dreams, the woman misses her child so much.

"Ma, it's me, Malik." Malik approached and sat down at the banker. He kissed his mother's forehead.

"Mama's not dreaming?" Frita patted her own cheek just to make sure what she saw was true?

"It's real, Ma. Mom is not dreaming." Frita was crying, and Malik was crying. "I'm sorry, Ma. Forgive your son." Malik was crying.

Aleta who saw was moved, she cried. She also missed her parents who were gone.

"Mama should heal quickly. Let's play with your granddaughter." Malik looked towards his wife, as well as Frita, he looked in the direction where Malik set his sights.

"He's my wife, Ma. I was married a few months ago, and now my wife is pregnant with my son, my flesh and blood."

Frita immediately smiled when she heard that. Malik could not do anything that was not possible, like what Jonas said before he fainted.

"Come here, son." Frita told Aleta to come closer. "Mama's daughter-in-law is so beautiful. You are good at choosing a wife" said Frita, looking at Malik.

"Sure! Because I'm Papi's son. Papi is also good at choosing a wife. Mama is no less beautiful than my wife" Malik praised her mother.

In the room it looks warm. Malik was separated by several years with his parents, when he met again, he already had a wife.how happy Moreno and Frita, the article he did tell Malik to marry long ago. But baby, Malik was married. And that incident made Malik's parents very sorry.

Aleta remembered something, she came here to meet her sister.

"I'll excuse you for a minute, I'm going to see my sister first" Aleta said.

Malik immediately patted his own forehead, he forgot his purpose. Finally they say goodbye, after that, he will return.

"Ma, I'll take my wife first." Frita smiled in response.

***

"They were here, really," Dam replied. "Where are they? Just bother." Dam's intentions are back after Malik and Aleta. But no, the guy came.

"Well, it's them" said Alea's wife Dam.

"Where are you going?" Dam really made it bother.

"Why are you? From there on continue to sewot! another PMS?" ledek Malik's.

Dam rolled his eyes panted.

"Sister," call Aleta to Attar. Aleta hugged her sister warmly. "Where, Brother Syiera is conscious, right?"

"It is, but it is still not stable" replied Attar.

"Thank God." Aleta breathes a sigh of relief. "I can come in?

"certain." Attar also drove Aleta in to meet with the Shiera.

"Rigger ... I'm coming." Aleta was always cheerful when she met her sister-in-law. "How are you doing? It's okay, isn't it?" Aleta directly sat her body on the chair available on the side of the banker.

"Already" replied Shiera. "How was your pregnancy?" tanyanya.

"My pregnancy is good, she's very healthy, brother. What's more, my husband is very alert."

"Well, it used to cry not to be married" said Attar.

"Ah, Sister ... But I thank you very much, brother. Malik was very considerate and he was the son of a rich man, brother." Aleta was so enthusiastic about telling her husband to her brother.

"Know where you are?" ask Attar.

"I just found out. They're here, Mama's sick." Aleta was sad to remember.

"So I'm curious" said Attar.

"I'll know you later. By the way, where's the baby? I want to see my niece."

"The baby's in a special room. He was born prematurely" Shiera said.

"Patience, Brother." Aleta rubbed her sister-in-law's hand gently. "Sister, I'm going home first, okay? I'm here again tomorrow."

"You need to get plenty of rest, Al. Take care of your condition and your baby" Attar said. And Aleta nodded.

After Aleta left, she left her brothers inside. She approached her husband and took him home, but before returning home, she said goodbye to her parents. After that, they just left.

***

"Let's take a break?" malik said after they arrived at Attar's house. Malik has not invited him to his house, his intention later after his mother came from the hospital.

"Where are you going?" aleta asked, because she saw her husband put his foot out.

"Ke kitchen, make milk for you."

Malik is a real dream husband. Aleta just fell for him, without being asked, Malik always provides for his wife.

Having known her husband's purpose, Aleta headed straight for the room. He lay his body on the mattress, a feeling of aching hit his body.

Before long, Malik came with a glass of milk in hand. He also gave the milk to his wife, Aleta immediately drank it to the toilet. Malik rubbed his wife's lips, wiping the remaining milk stuck to his lips.

"Sleep, because it's getting late. You need to rest."

But Aleta moved on.

"Where are you? I told you to rest" said Malik.

"I'm going to change clothes. You forget, I haven't had a bath all day either."

As for Malik, he just smiled without sin.