Husband's Choice Sister

tough soul.

Adis looked at Arsan's face behind his sunglasses, a look of fatigue appeared on his facial lines but did not reduce the charisma of the man.

"your lady's okay...?"

arsan asked watching the woman with her face mask and sunglasses.

That afternoon Arsan arrived in London, he saw a lot of fruits.

"Arsan you're back?"

tanya Salamah made Arsan look straight at him.

"yes Ma'am... assalamualaikum...!"

said Arsan kissed his mother's hand.

"walaikum....

how was her childbirth?"

salamah asked Arsan to come into the house.

"surf Mom, the baby boy...!"

arsan showed me the portrait of the little baby.

"very handsome ar, very similar to you...!"

salamah said smilingly looking at the portrait of her grandson.

"that's it, pity that it's also the same fate as me...!"

arsan said making Salamah stunned.

"growing and growing away from his biological father, hopefully one day I can bring him to meet his mother...!"

arsan said making Salamah shed her tears.

"sorry, Ar....!"

salamah rubbed Arsan's back.

"it's okay Mom, God planned it all...!" arsan wiped away the tears that ran down his mother's cheek.

"Is the trade still a lot?"

arsan asked, looking at the fruits.

"yes, no Aa brought hockey anyway!"

regina Sits beside Arsan.

"so it's still intact, only a few are out.m!"

regina manyun.

"time because Aa is re, yes the name is also selling not necessarily.we try to offer in the Thames river area, this is the weekend night, must be a lot of foreign tourists..."

arsan was nodded by Regina enthusiastically.

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Adis slightly shifts when some pretty tourist takes Arsan's trade makes Arsan turn his attention to Adis.

Arsan smiled when the bule was asking for Poto together, Arsan handsome deserved if the girls liked him.

"miss you want to buy too...."

asked Arsan looking at Adis who pegged in front of him.

"miss what do you hear me?"

asked Arsan and nods by Adis.

"i bought them all....!"

adis's words made Arsan stunned for a moment, whether his hearing was wrong or...

"the voice is exactly Adis, my lover!"

arsan muttered but quickly realized then wrapped the fruits, probably because he missed the woman too much to hear a loud sound in his ears.

"thank you, miss....!"

said Arsan smiling, not seeing tears flowing behind the mask.

"i miss you bang.why should it hurt again..."

muttered Adis stepped away without answering Arsan's words, "was I dreaming bang? why would a time like this have to be someone so similar to you? or is that really you? or is my imagination so high that what I see is only you?"

muttered Adis then stopped the taxi, he had to immediately return to the hotel because his body felt weak.

"do you live here too? like I couldn't if I had to keep meeting you, I wouldn't have managed to erase your name in the recesses of my heart..."

"what does this all mean God, I don't understand! why when I almost managed to forget it he was present repeatedly to make my soul struggling and said I still love him...

said Adis walking in the corridor of the hotel with sobbing.

Adis threw his body on the bed, his legs felt weak, he put the fruits in any place.

"what's going on? who is the woman with you bang? that fast you switched?"

tanya Adis wiped her tears.

"forget her Adis, all this time she was only intending to play you, too precious your tears if you continue to cry for someone who may no longer remember you...

love clapping one hand is painful, just as consciously must know the limit that what you cry is he who also loves you..."

muttered Adis tried to advise himself.his body was tired, he fell asleep in a wet eye state.

Arsan pensively himself, somehow the voice of the woman exactly belongs to Adis, or it's just his hearing because he missed the woman too much.

several times looking for information about Adis state but he did not get it.

Ibra closed his family meeting from the public, Arsan so missed the figure of Adis the last two months warm embrace was still felt in his soul who thrashed back asking the body back to hold her.

Aaron smiles at Arsan's persistence, he still gives time and wants to see how his biological son struggles.

"how sir, are we picking them up now?"

ask Aaron's personal assistant.

"no, let me first want to see where the struggle is to survive under such conditions!"

"but it looks like Arsan is getting used to it and enjoying his day as a fruit seller..."

"i know, he's like me. Never mind! enjoy what you can enjoy.it feels lighter than complaining about the condition.

life must go to great lengths to build a strong soul."

said Aaron smiling.

"then what about Robi and Bastian..sir?"

"i don't want to take care of them, you know the laws of nature.they will reap what they plant karma that applies in the world..."

said Aaron simply.

"book me a plane ticket to London, I'd like to see my Salamah.."

said Aaron, he has long been widowed because his wife died in an accident.

"where are you going?"

ask Aaron's son who is now in business school.

"the father's going to London, Rey.

probably three days..."

aaron said and was nodded by the handsome man.

"oh, yes Rey, your business colleagues liked your painting yesterday.they wanted to buy the painting!"

said Aaron, his son was smart in addition he also has a hobby of painting that is now making money.

"yes, it's up to Papah!"

rey said, walking away relaxed.

Aaron feels proud to have two sons with a tough soul, recalled a few months ago Rey came asking her to propose to someone, of course it made her laugh.

"he asked, what do you have to dare to ask papah to propose to your girlfriend..."

Rey was silent to the papah.

"i do have a lot of money and possessions, not a difficult thing for me to support your wife later, but Rey you are too young to be married.

think of the future, demand knowledge so that you can be a great person who admires people looking at you, do not just think of love that can change direction at any time...."

harun's words rivet Rey.

"go to Amrik, forget the woman.

your age is too early to get married, your ego is still too big to succumb to small things, household is not just about sleeping together....!"

"but reward..."

rey said a little.

"remember the message of Mama, in wanting you to obey papah and become a successful person...

the soul is not going anywhere!

if he loves you, he'll be waiting for you, if he goes out with someone else, then he's not made for you..."

seriate...

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