Dr. Ani And Family's

training as a head

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Zainal threw his weary body on his great chair. He turned it to the right and to the left while closing his eyes.

He had just returned to the office after taking his father to the hospital to check his health routine every month. He had to work hard and work several jobs so that he could enjoy a vacation a few days after getting married later.

Zainal sighed and then exhaled heavily in light of the events that left many questions in his heart.

While in the hospital earlier he had seen a figure similar to Ani but he tried to convince himself if it was just a kind of hallucination because of the imprinted longing.

But when in the parking lot he saw a matic motor that resembled the property of his future wife was in the parking ranks of the employees. He began to doubt whether his future wife who yesterday-yesterday wanted to be in pingit is now even out and more absurd if he reached work at the hospital.

When he was in the car he had a bit of a frown and found the shadow of a suspicious girl behind the red car and Zainal could see through the shadow of the car glass behind the girl.

He was almost sure if the girl who was hiding behind the car was Ani but he wanted to be more sure.

He drove his car and got out of the hospital. There was a plan to surprise the seductress to come clean by stopping and blocking her by leaning on the back of her car and folding her hands while waiting for her to get out. And it can be ascertained if the prospective wife will certainly not be able to evade because it has been caught red-handed.

But Zainal did not do it because he wanted to see how far his future wife would be frank with him. He also used the method by pretending to stop a few meters from the hospital in line with Ani's office and home. He looked at the rear tire of his car as if there was a problem with the wheels of the vehicle he was wearing.

Zainal wants to know if Ani will stop by herself or will just pass her by. The tall-looking man seemed to have a magnet that could attract the attention of those around him.

Her charming face with masculine feathers adorning the creator's perfect sculpture in expensive clothes that not everyone can afford, makes her the center of attention. Adam was envious when he saw it. It is like an oasis in the desert that can quench thirst before even sipping it.

But Ani just passed through it as if the attraction did not apply to her.

Zainal observed Ani's back passing through it without a care for the figure watching her. Though the man hoped his future wife would come down and approach him. Greeting and explaining to him who will soon be his priest, Tell him why he is there.

Zainal felt all the trees staring at him with a laugh because he was indifferent to his soulmate. It was as if nature was not on his side and mocking him.

The wedding was only a few days away but misunderstanding was like besieging them from various directions. How will they undergo a household heresy if they do not trust each other.

The vibration of the phone in his pocket made him wake up and return to the real world.

There was a message notification from the person he had just thought about.

'Mas, how is papa?'

' Hm?' Zainal presses send and is read immediately because the blue tick marks it.

'How healthy is it?'

Zainal did not answer. Iq just typed in random words without intending to send it because he wanted the girl there to feel annoyed waiting for a reply and immediately contacted him.

Successfully, now his phone rings and Dinda's name is plastered there.

Zainal was pounding as he lifted him up he prayed that this time the conversation would not make them argue again. May there be no lies and hidden secrets that make their love bloom again.

The guilt-stricken Ani finally tried to string the words together. Although it can be guessed will certainly get angry too but she is sure in the end her husband's gentle and kind candidate will understand and of course forgive her khilaf.

"Mas... Papa is healthy, right?" Ani started a conversation about the state of the prospective in-laws because there was a sense of worry in the old man who he respected and loved.

"Alhamdulillah good. Why?" Zainal fished for Ani to be forthright because he was already surrounded by curiosity.

"Emmm.... That... anu mas emmm.... what is it...?" Because of the guilt of her locked lips were unable to speak clearly.

"What is anu?" Zainal frowned even though the girl he was talking to couldn't see his reaction. His voice was still soft as usual.

"Just promise don't be mad!" Ani tried to seduce.

"What was..?"

"No. Promise me you won't be angry and I'll talk..."

"Ehm...are you afraid I'm angry? Wh why? What did you do wrong?" Urge Zainal while sighing.

"No. Anyway mas promise first if it won't be angry then I want to ngaku..."

"I can't promise. If you don't want to talk already. I may not mean much to you..." Zainal pulled out his death-style, sulking. Although in her heart she was afraid that Ani would really not reveal her secret.

"Mass..it was this morning that I started working at Sakinah hospital...." Ani finally said it. He felt relieved to be able to convey something that should be conveyed. He bit his lip waiting for Zainal's response.

Zainal's mouth opened in shock. How can his future wife make a decision when everyone is busy preparing for their marriage she instead went out to work. Who yesterday insisted on being pinned down?

Zainal massages his temple trying to be patient and learn to master the situation because soon he will be the head of the household who has an obligation to make his family happy. Until a few minutes later Zainal was silent thinking of the right sentence to say.

"Mas...sorry... ! Actually I'm gonna take that job after we get married and have our honeymoon. But it's an emergency. Two doctors still can not work because of an accident and the other is on maternity leave" Ani explained at length hoping the man with a split chin will understand him.

There was one word his future wife said and it tickled her heart, the honeymoon.

But Zainal brushed aside her desire to tease Ani with those words and preferred to talk about her marriage first.

"Then.... when we get married, can the bride not be present when Ijab kabul later?" Zainal seriously asked.

"Sorry. I'll talk to the hospital chief. I hope there are friends who can replace me. But it might be just a day. Hows it? If my mom knew she was angry. Don't tell papa and mama..! I don't want to get fired as a daughter-in-law..." Ani took out all the words of sedu which when in this kind of precarious state he must have thought a thousand times.

Zainal held a smile hearing Ani did not want to be fired as a son-in-law when they were not married but his heart returned to remember how if right on the day no one could replace his future wife most likely he would saying kabul ijab without a future wife nearby.

Zainal tries to understand Ani's good intentions to do good by helping many people so that their wedding plans will get ease and blessings.

"What did Bang Alif say?" Tanya Zainal wanted to hear the opinion of her future sister-in-law.

"I haven't said it to my brother. Don't you dare go out of the room..." His voice sounds like crying.

"Can't it be?" Zainal was astonished by Ani. Only this time did he find out the other side of Ani who was like this. It may be true that people say that humans are sometimes childish. And maybe his future wife is in that phase right now.

"I have to how mas?"