Five Years of Love

Acting

It's been a week that Flowers and Faldi have been married. But the condition is still the same. Flowers with his prestige and Faldi with his patience.

Every morning the Flower would purposely exit the room somewhat in the afternoon to avoid meeting Faldi. Not hate, but he was always awkward especially Faldi suddenly became quiet and indifferent, as if he thought Flowers did not exist.

This morning is the same. Flowers actually linger long on the bed. Sunday Faldi definitely doesn't work. Flowers will only come out if there is a need. Flowers were in her room while reading an online novel on her mobile phone. Exactly the beautiful mother who again read the novel 😄😄😄.

Unlock Flowers are disturbed by the boisterous sounds of children playing in the garden of his home.

Since when are there so many children in this complex? inner Flower.

He opened the window curtain and peeked out. Flowers see Zidan beain with Marina and the other three children.

Who they are. Did Riana come here.

The flowers moved from their place. He opened the door and went out.

"Sayank's. In here!" Faldi smiled at him while waving his hand.

Sayank's? Did he call me. Inner Flower was confused.

The flowers look to his right and left. There was no one else but him. Faldi smiled. Looking at the sleeping manner of Flowers. He knew for sure that Bunga was confused by his sudden messianic attitude.

"He's your wife Fal?" a hijab woman came and approached Faldi.

Beautiful Inner Flowers.

"Yes. His name is Flowers." replied Faldi. "Sayank's. Come on over here. I know my cousin. Just got back from Dubai."

Martin who was also in the place felt funny with the new couple. He knows how their relationship really is because he became the place where Faldi confided.

Called sayank for the second time, Bunga became convinced that he was the one Faldi meant.

Flowers are approaching Faldi. Faldi's hand was directly coiled around the waist of the Flower.

There's a chance. Inner Faldi

"Sir Asni, meet this Flower. My beloved wife." That's the way Faldi introduced the flower.

Nervous flowers. Not only because Asni is very beautiful and graceful but also because the hand on her waist does not want to be silent. Slitting elus his slender waist.

"Oh!" the woman stretched out her hand.

"Flower." the sound of the Flower shaking made Faldi stall a smile.

"Mama!" one of the three children that Bunga had seen, arrived and hugged Asni.

"Yes sayank. Why?" Asni squatted to align herself with the boy. The little Arab-faced man whispered into Asni's ear. Lady iyi smiled.

"Sorry, where's the little room?"

"Oh. Let's take it!" Flowers are relieved to have a reason to break away from Faldi's nosy hands

Flowers bring Asni and her child into the house.

"Please!" Flowers brighten Asni using a small room in the middle room near the kitchen.

"Enter, son. Mama wait here."

Asni waits in the living room with Flowers.

"You guys just had one kid, huh? Your son looks a lot like Faldi." Asni opens the conversation. The flower just smiled thinly.

"If only one was less rame. Added again!" Asni looked at the Flower with a witty smile. "Look at me. With three kids. Wuih Rame once was my home."

"Three? Where are they now?"

"Your son was the three boys who were playing with Zidan?!" ask the flower not to believe.

Aren't they different. One was of Chinese descent, the other was of Bule descent and the smallest was like the Arab Inner Flower.

"Why? Shocked? because they look different. They're different because her father is different."

"What?!? You've been married three times?"

Bunga said also because he had also been married three times.

"When the husband is now, four times." Asni answered with a smile. "And now I'm pregnant with my fourth child."

Silent flower. His mouth was open without him noticing.

"Asni. Don't you feel sorry for being a cheap woman for getting married so many times? Sorry no offense because I honestly feel that way. Faldi is my third husband, yaa. although our marriage is magical. I'm on the chopper right in the heart of my marriage."

Asni smiles.

"Flower if asked I want to get married only once. But what the power of fate requires me to live all this. The first husband died in an accident. At that time, my mother was only five months old. My husband's best friend feels sorry. He helped and accompanied me. After I hooked up and my puerperium ran out, he expressed his feelings and wanted to marry me. Flowers, being a widow is hard. Life is full of slander. I received his proposal. We were married until we had a child. But fate is back to talking. A girl arrived at the house and claimed to be pregnant with my husband's child. Can you imagine how broken my world is. I asked my husband to choose between us. She chose the girl because of her services and the services of her parents to my husband's business. We parted. I went to Dubai with two children. There I met an old friend of my late first husband. He was a widower without children. I married him again. From him I have a child. But it turns out that my exams haven't finished there yet. Again God took it from my side. After his departure I was determined to raise my own children. But you know Flowers, like I said in the beginning. Being a widow is not easy. I am grateful to be blessed with a beautiful face, but it is my beautiful face that also brings many trials. I was almost harassed by my boss, run over by a co-worker's wife because jealousy didn't count." Asni pauses her story as the youngest ai comes out of the bathroom.

"Have you finished, son?"

The little Arab-faced man nodded with a smile. He ran out to play again.

"Keep your current husband?"

"He's the son of my patient."

"You're a doctor?"

Asni shakes. "I graduated from nursing academy, but I've never been a nurse, hehehe." Asni laughed softly.

"Because there were often problems at work, I resigned and applied for a job in a big house as a private nurse. I'm taking care of an old woman who's had a stroke. Their families are very good. Me and my three children are expected to stay in their pavilions. Maybe because every day I meet the girl's son finally likes me. He proposed to me and we got married."

"Asni, your first, second and third husband are friends. Have you never had the feeling or thought that you were being spun by a friend of your husband's?"

"Hahahahaha" Asni laughed until her eyes watered. Flower ass. "You're funny. You're so funny. What a funny question." Asni said still with her laugh.

"wait. What exactly do you feel like?" ask Asni as her laughter stops. Surprised flowers.

"Aaa. looking at your expression I'm sure my guess is correct. Keep that mind out of this little brain of yours if you want to be happy. Your happiness is in your hands, not in people." Asni flicked the Flower's forehead. "Humans only live Flowers. Everyone has a scenario. Accept it with iklasy. Then you will be happy" said Asni sage.

"So let's go home! Riana's waiting for lunch." Martin's in.

"alright. Flowers I said first. It's so good to know you. Take Faldi to Dubai. It's beautiful there you must like."

"If he wants to, let alone Dubai, explore the world no matter what I do, brother." Faldi who had just entered and heard Asni's words chimed in.

"King dreadlocks." ledek Asni. "Aren't you coming with us for lunch?"

"No brother. I just want to eat at home with my little family." replied Faldi who made the heart of Flowers rustle.

After Asni and Martin return home, Faldi's attitude returns to the origin.

*Oh so he was just acting in front of his brother. Sucks. Inner Flower is upset.

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***Alhamdulillah can be up too

can dong intio other author's work

awaited his tracks***