Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Don't Touch My Wife!

Two days later, the expected time came the day Ghani continued the baton of the father's leadership that had been held for almost thirty-three years. In front of the hospital officials, Ghani received the mandate to carry out his duties and responsibilities as hospital director in place of Rayyan. Compared to his two younger brothers, Ghani is better prepared to assume the responsibility.

Zavier, Rayyan's second child, has no interest in working in health. He chose to be a lecturer just like Raihan, the second son of his late grandfather. While Zahira does not want to be too busy outside the house because there is a husband and three children who need his attention.

"Congratulations Doctor Ghani for the post you just obtained. As a senior in this hospital, I'm very proud of you because at a young age, you proved to everyone that you deserve to be the director of the hospital in place of Doctor Rayyan." One of Rayyan's colleagues and the hospital's board of directors reached out before Zahira's eldest brother.

Ghani received the helping hand and said, "Thank you, Doctor Willy. However, it seems that you are overreacting in judging me. Everything I get now is inseparable from the support of all of you. Again, thank you."

Ghani remains humble in front of everyone despite his ability to replace his father. That is one of the teachings that Rayyan and Arumi often convey to their four children. Be humble, do not be arrogant and always remember the kindness of others even if only their fingertips must keep it in mind.

The event continued with a meal session. All invited guests are welcome to enjoy the dishes provided. However, Ghani did not enjoy the dish at all even though one of the food menu is his favorite food.

"Ghan, I've noticed that you've been daydreaming about what's bothering you?" whispered Rayyan in between her activities eating dishes that are on the plate. Five taichan skewers complete with lontong became the choice of the father of four children.

Ghani who was sitting between her parents turned to the right side. "none. I was just thinking about how to maintain the good name of this hospital after Dad gave up his trust in me to manage Grandma Mei Ling's legacy. I don't want this hospital to suffer a setback under my leadership."

"Are you thinking about the hospital? Not thinking about anything else, like Queensha, for example." Arumi chimed in on the words of her beloved husband. Her instincts as a mother said that Ghani is currently experiencing turmoil due to left Queensha.

Lately Ghani is often daydreaming and looks lethargic after getting news from Yogi. His attitude managed to attract the attention of Arumi and the middle-aged woman immediately assumed that now her oldest child was in acute turmoil.

Rayyan stared intently at Ghani. "Is that so, Ghan?" tanyanya full of search.

Ghani fell silent, not answering the father's question. Everything Arumi said was true. However, should he be telling the truth in front of his parents?

Rayyan took a deep breath of one pull and chased him fast. Ghani answered all the questions in his mind.

"Here you go, you'd better finish your food. Do not waste it in vain. Remember, there are still many people out there starving because they can't afford to buy food." Rayyan tried to mediate a dispute between his wife and his first child.

***

Ghani stepped out of the director's room. Heartbroken, mind unsettled because keep thinking about Queensha. The body of the man was indeed here, in a magnificent building like a five-star hotel. But not for his soul.

Ghani's soul is somewhere not far from his current position. Therefore, he decided to leave the hospital after the handover ceremony.

"Where are you going, Ghan, what's the rush? It's not that we have a meeting to discuss the preparation of surgery on Nabil's child patient, then why this hour you just leave here," leon said when he accidentally passed Ghani who was just getting out of the elevator.

"Gue wants Queensha's nyamperin at work, Yon. I swear, my mind hasn't calmed down since I found out that Queensha is the woman I've been looking for all this time."

"Do you want me to go to Temenin? Who knows I could be the mediator when there's a misunderstanding between you and him" Leon bargained. Although not sure Ghani will accept his offer, but at least he has been berinisative reached out to help his best friend.

Ghani shook his head quickly. "Thanks for your good intentions. However, for this matter let me solve it myself. I don't want to involve anyone in my personal affairs." He patted Leon on the shoulder before swinging his leg. "Doain I hope the business with Queensha is over quickly. I want to apologize and fix our relationship."

"Do not get provoked emotions which actually aggravate the situation. You have a chance once and never waste it."

***

Rama put a large paper bag on the table next to Queensha making a long-haired woman in a ponytail look up her head to see who the people who came suddenly.

"Sir Rama, who do I think." A smile Queensha gave to her boss. Then the woman's gaze was directed at the green tosca package next to her. "What is this, sir?"

"That's a gift from me, Sha. Last night I heard from Pepeng that you managed to silence Puji's mouth. I really appreciate your attitude because now you are braver than ever. You ... are no longer afraid to speak in front of Praise."

Chuckled softly while shuffling to the next chair. He invited Rama to sit on an empty chair beside him. "Pak Rama is too much. It's not something to be proud of, sir."

"Again, I'm tired if I keep quiet while mbak Puji diomeli. I did my job well, but it was wrong in his eyes. People like Mbak Puji deserve to be fought so that he is not arbitrary to others. That way he can change and appreciate others more."

Rama looks mangosteen sign agree. Since long ago, no employee dared to fight against Puji because he was lazy to deal with selfish women and wanted to win alone. However, everything changes when Queensha bravely deflects all the words that Puji makes.

"Oh yeah, don't forget to bring the paper bag, Sha. I specifically bought this all for you."

"But, Sir-"

"There's no but-but. Anyway, you must bring him home," Rama's keukeh without being rejected.

If this is the case, inevitably Queensha must accept the gift of Rama. It would be useless if he refused.

Rama uncovers the sleeves of the shirt and then looks at the watch on the wrist. The time had already shown at two over thirty minutes and the morning shift at the restaurant was over. An idea came to mind when the man saw Queensha was no longer wearing a restaurant uniform.

"Hmm, Sha. You want to go home from work?" rama asked in courage.

"Really, Sir. I'm not feeling well so I want to go home quickly. Why, you wanna go with me to the parking lot?" Queensha asked back.

"You sick? Want me to get to the hospital?" A look of anxiety was reflected in the eyes of Rama. Even so anxious that Rama's hand touched Queensha's forehead, ascertaining whether the woman had a fever or not.

Queensha flutter when the surface of her skin comes into contact with the opposite sex. The woman's face immediately paled as Rama's firm hands began to trace the surface of her soft skin like cotton. A flash of events five years ago came back to the mind of the woman.

My mouth opened, saying something. However, the heavy voice of a person had first stopped Rama's activities.

"Don't touch my wife!"

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