My husband became my sister-in-law

S2-part32

Ok now the author will focus on the story Gibran first yes..

...HAPPY READING....

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1 Week had passed, Gibran was back in the busies with his work, that afternoon he was contacted by Zahran to immediately come to the branch office, yes, when returning to Indonesia, Zahran will review his office in Indonesia.

“Good sir I'll be there soon" Gibran said on the phone.

After saying his greetings, Gibran immediately glided there, when he was about to enter the Gibran elevator to cross with Fahri.

“Where are you going Gib ??" ask Fahri.

“You go to the branch office, Sir, Mr. Zahran just told me to go there" Gibran replied as he waited for the elevator to open.

“Oh, yes you have been careful on Jalan”

Gibran nodded, after the elevator opened Gibran directly into there, and push the button 1, the lowest floor.

Gibran immediately headed to his car to leave, for some reason he was in a hurry, but Zahran only said to come to Zahran's office, Even Zahran did not say that there was a problem, either, but why did Gibran feel nervous and immediately hit the gas car.

While in the middle of the trip Gibran accidentally nudged another car, making the rearview mirror of the car broke.

“Astaghfirullah" said the driver whose car was in the arms of Gibran, immediately he pulled over his lucky car Gibran also did the same.

After getting off the car Gibran directly approached the car to apologize to the car owner.

“I'm sorry I didn't mean it" he told a woman who was observing his broken rearview mirror.

The woman turned her head, for a moment their eyes looked at each other, but soon the woman turned her face away.

“Dragon your view Ca !!! remember you've changed now, be a good woman” she said inwardly.

Yes he is Ica, he came to D city to open a boutique, initially both his parents did not allow, because they thought Ica to D city to look for Zahran, but Ica explains it was not her goal but rather to seek to open a boutique and realize her dream of becoming a famous designer, she wanted to forget everything and open a new page.

“Once again forgive me !!" gibran said back, because there has been no answer from the man.

“Iya is not why sir, I can replace it in workshop”

“No, let me who will replace it”

“No why sir, this damage is not too severe kok”

“But I have to be in charge”

Eventually a debate there ensued, with Ica forced to relinquish, and let Gibran replace the damage to his car.

“I'm Gibran" said he introduced himself.

“Ica” reply Ica directly.

“Alright let's go to the workshop, please go ahead, and I'll follow you behind”

“Baik”

Ica returned to her car and she immediately drove her car to look for a workshop, followed by Gibran in the back.

Inside Gibran's car was like thinking of something.

“As ever see it, but where is ??” gibran said to himself.

Gibran continued to run his car following Ica's car, not long after they had reached a famous workshop in the city of D, immediately Ica turned off his car engine and got off.

One of the employees of the workshop approached

“There can I help Mbak ??" ask her.

“Please change my car rearviewer !! but it must be exactly the same as that ya” pointed Ica to the rearview of her car that had been broken.

“Good mbak, what do you want to wait in his car stay ??”

“Tunggu aja" Ica replied then sat on a long bench where people usually wait while repairing their cars..

Not long after Gibran arrived, he immediately went down and approached the workshop employee who was repairing the rearview mirror of the Ica car.

“No sir, it will soon be finished because this will only replace it" replied the workshop employee.

Gibran continued to pay close attention to the employee, Ica who was sitting not far from them accidentally noticed Gibran.

One word that seeped in his heart “Tampan” but Ica immediately brushed it off.

After waiting almost 45 minutes finally Ica car completed in repair, as requested Ica rearview mirror was replaced with the same model.

Gibran immediately paid for everything after finishing Gibran again approached Ica.

“Once again forgive me !! I was completely unintentional" Gibran said.

“Yes, it's okay" Ica replied.

“Then I first ya” pamit Gibran.

“Iya, thank you for fixing my car”

“Sama-sama, Assalualaikum”

“Waalaikumsalam”

Gibran passed from the front of Ica, and immediately entered his car, Ica smiled behind her veil.

“No don't think of Ca"

Ica immediately boarded her car and left, she would see a shophouse where she would make a boutique.

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Meanwhile, Gibran had just arrived at the branch company, he headed straight for Zahran's room no longer needing to ask the receptionist.

Tok-Tok-Tok-Tok (Gibran knocking door)

“Log !!” zahran's voice sounded from within.

Gibran immediately opened the door, Zahran who saw the arrival of Gibran immediately welcomed him with pleasure.

“Please sit Gib !!" zahran is friendly.

“Thank you sir" Gibran immediately sat down in front of Zahran.

“What's the matter sir ??” gibran asked, he called Zahran by the name of sir because it was in the office.

“No I'm here to talk about Raja” said Zahran.

“What's with the King huh Sir ??”

“Look Gib, I want to move the King's school to Indonesia, actually I feel sorry for the King if I have to change schools, because he will have to adapt again, but I also feel sorry for your mother, too, he so desperately wanted the King to continue nearby, so I discussed this with you, do you agree that the King moved to Indonesia only ??" ask Zahran at length

Gibran was really amazed at Zahran, although his mother often said harshly to Zahran and Zenia, but Zahran still treated him well, and always discussed with Gibran the King's problems, the King's problems, Zahran never made his own decisions because Zahran realized that the King had a biological father who was more entitled to him.

“How about you guys mas ?? I mean with Zahran and Nia ?? after the king moves here you will remain in Turkey ??"

“I and Nia will move again to Indonesia, the company there to be handled by others, I just don't want to always have a commotion between your mother and my wife, that's all”

So dear Zahran to his wife and family, even Zahran willingly left his job there just because he wanted his mother Gibran happy, what his heart made Zahran it, Gibran thought.

Slowly tears Gibran dripped “I'm sorry Gibran mas, because it always troublesome Mas Zahran” his words began to sob.

Zahran got up then he patted Gibran gently on the shoulder “There is no need to apologize Gib, I did this all solely for the happiness of everything, I just don't want this family that has been harmoniously intertwined to be a mess just because of trivial problems.

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**Udah up to here first yes !! do not on the idea of having a husband like Zahran because the author also wants the hell 🤣🤣

That Gibran chapter is still single anyone wants a list no ?? who knows directly received the same Susi who asked to play with grandchildren, so that the King is not a mere grab hold 🤣🤣**