My Dad's Contract Wife

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“Sayang .. you can not be tired, later sauces, pokonya you can not ketapean” Pinta Hadi on the wife who is arranging decorative flowers.

“Ngak kok, Just arranging flowers is not tired of Yank...” he replied Alisa while standing slowly.

Hadi looked at his wife with a handsome look that seemed to make just sit in trouble because her stomach was very big. Hadi held the wife's hand and led her to sit on the sofa, then given a glass of drinking water with his suction.

In the house is already crowded with people from the wedding organizer who decorates the place for Liana's wedding with Zidan.

“Yank .. ouh-duh ... My stomach is cramped. Ach-ach ... Yank pain,” Alisa hand gripped her hand Hadi because of pain in her stomach suddenly.

Hadi tried to calm down because this is not the time to give birth, but just ordinary cramps. Hadi's hand then rubbed his wife's waist by muttering sholawat groans beautifully, calming the wife who looked pale and grimacing.

“Sick Yank ... pain ..” hiss Alisa while grimacing holding her stomach and waist that feels cramped and hot.

“Sabar dear ... and the strong, if only I could replace, surely I would be willing to replace you feel the pain that is now attacking you.” Hadi said as he continued to rub his waist and stomach Alisa.

“Why Lisa ..” asked the mother-in-law who had just come and saw Alisa grimacing in pain. The old woman sat down near Alisa and touched her stomach the hot ghost.

“Color bu, regular. And dear ... we move to the room huh?” Hadi saw the wife alternating with the mother.

Alisa nodded and she held onto Hadi who was now standing up and preparing to take her seat. Cold sweat was pouring out that adorned starting from the temple and all over her body Alisa.

“Iya. Take it to your room and call a doctor. Would you take it to the clinic? Mother was very worried to see it,” timpal mother stared anxiously.

“Em .. does not seem like Mom .. let's wait a little while if it's still like that or there's no change, then I will take it to the clinic.” Hadi replied as calmly as possible.

“Yank ... pain ... Yank is sick nih.” Alisa clapped her hand Hadi who was still standing alone.

Then Hadi immediately took the body of the wife who was still in pain and carried her upstairs. Hadi climbed the stairs one by one to the end, then reached the top floor. Heading to their room, which was opened by an assistant.

The mother, looking anxiously up to see the back of Hadi who carried the wife. “Yes Allah take care and protect my daughter-in-law and future grandchildren yes Allah ..” hope women are as old as possible.

Hadi laid his wife on the bed, but Alisa asked to sit on her back with a pillow. “Where is it comfortable yet?” ask Hadi while adding a pillow behind her Alisa.

“Already, gini only. Yank ... ach .. auw.” Alisa nodded slowly, her face looking pale paseh.

“Where is his pain still gradually reduced yet? If still, it hurts us to go to the hospital?” Hadi rubbed Alisa's face and rubbed her sweat.

“It's been reduced, not as sick as before again.” Alisa held Hadi's hand and then she took it and put it on her stomach which is now moving kicking.

“Honey, baby Papa ... a quiet one huh? kasian Mommy is not too make mommy hassles.” Hadi murmured while rubbing his wife's stomach.

“Yank, I'm feeling a little better. Don't leave me, will you? keep accompanying me huh?” pinta Alisa is hopeful.

“Iya dear, I will always accompany you. Don't worry yes and don't mind much, should relax and should not stress.” Hadi hugged his wife very tightly.

“Mommy ... Mommy why? Mommy wants a baby, no, where's the baby?” dirga's hurried and half-running voice entered her papa's room.

Alisa hastily faded the husband's embrace and turned to Dirga who was breathing hard.

“Where Lisa ... is it better?” now the voice of the mother-in-law came and she was very worried about the ex.

“Already, Mom ... Lisa is already somewhat better,” Alisa turned her head with her hands rubbing her temple which is still sweating coldly.

“You why, don't tell me you want to give birth now. Later I married riweh dong .. do not first dong,” Liana approached Alisa who is now rather comfortable.

“Huus ... Lian ... If it's time to just get out, don't talk like ach pamali.” The oma protest.

“Iya nih Sister, people want to come soon and be born adek baby, this is not even, how the hell?” Dirga chimed in words from the oma.

“Not so anyway. But it's not time yet, is it? doctor's estimate is still a few weeks away.” Liana.

“But if Allah wills to be born as soon as possible, he has the power.” Timpal the oma again softly and sat beside Alisa.

“Doctors are ordinary people and God is also all things.” Add the father.

“Ha .. dengerin tuh Akak.” Dirga nodded his head at the older brother who was singing his lips to the younger brother who always cornered him.

The next day, which is the most stressful day for Liana who headed for seconds changed her status from a widow to a wife Zidan later, a staff of her father who included a corporate confidant.

Liana is now wearing a pastel blue bridal kebaya with a modern, jasmine-dressed bun on the sidelines of her bun. With all the knickknacks that add to the more beautiful and graceful her a Liana.

Alisa also with her distended stomach wearing a dress in the same color with the bride. Simple hooded with a large body that does not reduce her beauty, she still looks graceful and beautiful.

“Aduh, I'm so nervous like this.” Liana muttered to Oma and Alisa who were still accompanying.

“Bismillah do not be nervous and the calm, rich just face marriage,” Alisa reply while forming a smile, on her face that expressed happiness because her best friend God willing to find the right man.

“Original, I am very nervous ..” lamented Liana while rubbing her two cold sweaty hands.

“That's reasonable Lian .. and normal.” Added the oma.

“Aduh. I want to go to the toilet.” Liana looked very tense.

“That's just your feeling and when it's on the toilet it's not clear which you feel.” Alisa held onto Liana's nervous-looking hand.

Inside the place in his wedding held precisely in the courtyard of the mension, including his maid. The bridegroom has come with his entourage.

Zidan looked handsome in his bridal suit who wore bone white and his shirt was pastel blue like the danger Liana wore.

No doubt Zidan was nervous, facing the moments of marriage especially this is the first for Zidan and God willing for the first and last ....

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How do you all know Is still confused with the story of Alisa and Hadi. Thank you for your support all this time.