I'm The One You Throw Out

Seira's Change

The rush was already seen in the new building where Fatih would inaugurate it. Downstream of man is like threads wrapped around each other and complicated. Seira was in a room with a make-up artist who brought Fatih directly. The man wants his wife to always perform perfectly at every event.

Fatih himself was busy organizing everything with Gilang and other employees. They do not want the slightest mistake at the event because this event he presented to his wife, Seira.

"Fuck!" greeting Rayan who appeared with Biya and Mother.

The little boy looked handsome and handsome, a white shirt wrapped in black tuxedo matching the papah. The two seem to be compatible, who does not identify will think they are a child and father. At first glance, Rayan was indeed similar to Fatih.

Eyes squinty, nose bangir, sexy lips again wet and natural red. Be the dream of every heart the girl who sees. Fatih turned her head, stuck out a hand at him and invited Rayan to stand at the entrance welcoming the guests who came.

"Where is Mamah?" whispered Fatih asked as she glanced at the guests who started arriving.

"Mamah is still in the room, the big brother is still dressing Mamah," Rayan replied as she shrugged indifferently.

The man sighed, trying to calm down before the event began. He smiled as he waved his hand when he saw his group of friends coming. Those who had once been expelled by Fatih because of the Mala incident, are now back to how they were. Fatih apologized to them first.

"Hallo, Bro. How-how's this? It's getting better now, yeah. More successful," said Dio while embracing Fatih's shoulder after shaking hands.

"Well, alhamdulilah. All of this is because my wife and children are powerful magnets for attracting sustenance. It was, yes, like gini. God believes in us to manage his property" Fatih replied gratefully.

It was from her face that she was truly happy. His life changed completely since he married the widow of one child.

"You really are, Bro. Salute you, can accept everything patiently," said another.

Fatih invited them all in, sitting in a circle at a long table specially reserved for them. With him the little guy stole the show. Many of Fatih's business colleagues glanced over and devised plans for their son's matchmaking.

Their conversation came to a halt as Gilang made the announcement that the event had begun. The man was standing on the podium asking for everyone's attention. A series after series of events are read out, from opening to reception. Continued with tape cutting.

"Please your support from all the colleagues present here today, thank you." Fatih closed the welcoming word to the low clapping sound of the invited guests present.

Continuing the ribbon cutting event, Fatih called everyone to get closer to the small stage including Rayan and Fathiya.

"For the cutting of this ribbon I leave it to my beloved wife, she who has the right to do it" said Fatih calling Seira who has not been seen the trunk of her nose since.

The sound of applause re-echoed, welcoming the owner of the day's event. The door of the room opened, one figure that everyone was waiting for including Fatih appeared with a different look than usual. Clap the guests, stop.

The atmosphere returned silent, only the footsteps of a woman there could be heard. His synthetic body is again dense, wrapped in a navy-colored robe, the usual hair is now no longer visible. Wrapped in hijab with matching colors and given a little decoration.

Fatih was amazed, it was unbelievable if the hijab woman there was his wife. She looked perfect, beautiful both inwardly and inwardly. Perfected with that head covering. Fatih's heart is pounding. Waiting impatiently for the figure who came closer.

Likewise with Rayan, the child was also confused with flickering eyelids.

"What is Mama?" I don't know who it was.

"True, is that Mom?" Fatih also asked, both of them like seeing an unexpected surprise as their birthday gift.

"Is that my son-in-law? She's so beautiful, "praise me with haru. His eyes were heating up to see the changes that had happened to his daughter-in-law.

Rumors rang out among the guests, Seira turned her head and smiled. A little nod to greet them all.

"Mas!"

"Ah, yes. Sorry." Fatih was nervous, hurriedly adjusted and cleared his throat.

"Is this his wife?" goda Fatih was right in Seira's ear.

"What, the hell, Mas?" Seira blushed, her cheeks that were already naturally red were increasingly blushing as a warm feeling greeted her.

"Ekhem. All right since the awaited one has appeared, let's finish the show." Fatih regained control of her.

He gave the scissors to Seira, assisted by himself and Rayan's small hands, not forgetting Fathiya who was on the baby carriage, Seira cut the ribbon as a sign of the inauguration of the building.

The sound of applause was heard echoing in the room. In the corner of the room, there was a pair of guests who did not appear like other guests. They seemed to be hiding their existence among everyone.

Hendra who saw Seira change, gulped nervously. He turned away not wanting to linger staring at the woman. Worried his soul was shaken and would make everything fall apart.

Nisa beside him glanced, although Hendra had already hidden it well, but still she could see the ripples of that face. Awe or .. ah, I don't know. Nisa didn't want to think about it.

"Mother, that woman over there is beautiful, yes. Like a doll," Hana said as she pointed at Seira who smiled at all the guests.

Nisa's heart was throbbing, while Hendra was in the fog. Busy reassures the heart that the woman beside her remains the prettiest.

There is no truth, be it from Hendra or from Nisa herself. Hana kept busy raving praising Seira's performance that day which was different from the others.

The event continued by greeting each other and enjoying the dishes that had been provided. Seira dizzy looking for the invited guests specifically, Nisa and Hana.

"Darling, find who, anyway?" tanya Fatih pulled the body of the wife to draped with her body.

Seira flinched, ashamed of herself as she wrapped around there were many pairs of eyes pointing at them.

"That's ... Mas, there's my friend. Where is it, huh?" ambiguous said. He himself was not sure whether Nisa considered him a friend or not.

"Which was the friend? The feeling of Mas never know if you have friends," said Fatih did not release his hands from the waist of the wife.

"Yes, because I just met him, Mom." Seira continued to search for Nisa's figure among the dozens of heads. He sighed disappointed when he did not find them in the building.

"Say!"

A reprimand from behind his body jolted Seira. He turned his head with a warm smile as usual, but was disgraced when he saw another figure standing next to the woman.

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Sorry late, the little guy has a high fever again. Plus his brother was also covered. Please pray from all brothers. Thank you very much.