MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage

TAKE ALISHA TO THE OFFICE.

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Know that all fear will be more tormenting when God is not your backstop in life. Worry becomes more in control of the soul when your faith in God wavers and not God your abode.

Fear increasingly imprisons your mind so that you are no longer able to distinguish between haq and bathil when the world of the labuh your viewpoint means life.

Destiny has been written with the best calculation. Nurturing fear is simply wasting time without benefit. The fear of you that you successfully face bravely and you fight with true tawhid is your straight path to attain His pleasure. So be brave, to reach for your paradise..

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Next day.

Since meeting with his stepson, Alisha's attitude changed, she became more silent. He also often daydreams a lot. It made Gibran, became anxious to see it. So that he could not leave alone in his home. Even though morning, it looks like he is preparing to leave for his company. But seeing his wife like that makes him so hesitant to go to work.

"Honey, eaten dong breakfast? Maskan tired of making it, time just seen anyway? You who from yesterday so like to daydream anyway? What are you thinking, baby?" ask Gibran, when they were in the dining room.

Gibran frowned, when Alisha did not respond to his question. Because it looks like Alisha is still stuck in her mind. She could not hear the question from her husband.

"Haiis.. ! Why is Icha like this? Yesterday, he was mediocre. Huh! It's all because of Ramlie! He's the source of Alisha's change!" gibran murmured, looking annoyed. Thinking about their meeting yesterday.

"Darling, Icha! Icha!" call Gibran. But again not covered by his little wife. And since his call was not responded at all ended up being a holiday generator from his seat. Then he moved to sit down and now he was sitting right next to Alisha.

"Darling!" call Gibran, touching his hand. Making Alisha instantly jerked from her daydream.

"Eh! Yes Mas?" alisha was surprised.

"Why are you, honey? Since then, you have not heard it at all. And actually, what are you daydreaming about, honey?" asked Gibran, looking so curious.

"Well, there's nothing, Mas" replied Alisha, looking nervous.

"It's okay? Then why since we got home last night, are you like this anyway? More silence and don't know what you're daydreaming about? Or maybe you still remember Ramlie's words?" ask Gibran again. Making Alisha back jerked and even her face also paled immediately.

"Icha was afraid of Mas, what if he was really going to sue Icha? If Icha gets thrown in jail, what? Icha doesn't want Mas, kill our baby if, Icha is imprisoned, hiks.." reply Alisha, who finally revealed what she was thinking.

"Nobody's going to jail, honey. You're not going anywhere, I promise you! So you don't ever think like that again, do you?" gibran said, as he hugged Alisha's body, which was already shaking.

"Suggest Mas? Icha not going to jail?" ask Alisha again, who seems like she wants to make sure again, the words of her husband.

"Humm.but Icha is not hungry Mas," said Alisha sounding spoiled.

"Darling, even if you're not hungry, you still have to eat. Remember, our babies also need nutrition? So you eat yes, here let Mas who bribe," Gibran also immediately took a plate that already contains food, which has been in front of him Alisha.

After the plate was in his hands, Gibran immediately scooped the food, then with patience he began to bribe his wife. But Alisha even looks so reluctant to open her mouth.

"Let's dong Darling. Surely at this time our son is whining, like this. 'Mommy.I'm hungry Mommy, want to mamma'. It must be like that, honey, whining. So let's dong Darling open her mouth," woo Gibran, to the point that she also had time to imitate the voice of a child. So that his wife can come imagine the whining of their child.

"Yes yes Icha eat!" alisha replied that she finally opened her mouth.

"Well, that's a clever Mami" said Gibran, bribing his wife, like a father who was bribing his son, who had to be seduced first just want to eat. When he was bribing his wife, he suddenly remembered that in his apartment there was no one but them. That day, he had to go to work. That means after she leaves, Alisha must be alone in the apartment.

"Well, if I go Icha, who will? Shown by no one I know. And I also can't possibly leave Icha alone in this apartment. What else is this unstable situation. If there's anything at all? Aah..had it been than I was not calm in the office, Icha better I just take it to the office! That's the safest way!" inward Gibran, who turned out he could not bear to let his wife alone in his apartment. And at the same time..

"Alhamdulillah, it's over at last. Now you go to get ready? Let Mas take care of this" said Gibran, as he got up from his seat, and intended to clean up the dishes they had eaten.

"Prepared? Where are we going, man?" alisha asked, looking curious.

"Yes to his office Maslah, dear," he said, taking his dirty dishes to the sink of the dishwasher.

"Well, is it icha..?"

"Dear you must come, because Mas can't leave you alone in the apartment" replied Gibran, who seemed to know, who would be questioned by his wife, so he immediately interrupted him.

"But Mas?" Alisha seemed to want to protest again, but again Gibran immediately cut it.

"Shhhh..! Don't argue anymore, dear! Now go get ready!" he said it sounded firm. Makes Alisha dare not argue with him anymore. Finally, she followed her husband's desire to get ready. And not long after, he was back again, with the situation already tidy.

Seeing his wife was tidy, Gibran immediately brought Alisha to his office. After a fairly long journey, they finally arrived right in front of the lobby of his office. And just two of them got out of the car, suddenly a woman's voice called Gibran's name.

"Hi Gibran, do you still know me?"

Hearing the woman's question, Gibran twitched his forehead, as if remembering something, "Eh? Aren't you Ramliekan's future wife?"

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