My husband became my sister-in-law
S2-part39
The next morning, Zahran and Zenia were preparing to leave for Jakarta, because later on the night Zea would propose, Zenia seemed enthusiastic to attend the sister's application event, which she said, he didn't want to miss Zea's happy day.
At that time Zahran was talking to Gibran, he apologized for not being able to participate in his application, inexplicably Gibran and Zea's proposal together.
“Sorry Gib, I can't take you later tonight, because the same Zee application also”
“Iya it's okay Mas, Gibran understands”
Patting Gibran's shoulder, Zahran gave encouragement and prayed for the man who is the ex-husband of his wife.
“May you be happy, and this is your last marriage”
“Aamiin, thank you Mas”
After a long time with the status of Duda, Gibran finally anchored his choice to the figure of Ica, a woman who met him only 3 times, but somehow the greeting of marriage escaped just on his lips, his lips, can only hope in his marriage later he can feel happiness just like the ex-wife.
“Then I say yes !! titip Raja, sorry if he is always troublesome mas, earlier I had invited him to come along at once to introduce the same my future wife, but the King did not want”
“Iya !! maybe not the time Gib, later on your wedding King is introduced, hopefully the marriage is also not with the same Zee"
Gibran nodded, then after greeting Gibran away from Zahran's residence, while Zahran after Gibran's departure he went upstairs to see his wife trying on some clothes for him to wear later that night.
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The room door was pushed from the outside, Zahran looked in while watching the wife who was in the mirror.
“Sayang is not finished also choose his clothes??”
Zenia just glanced with a smile, she again chose another shirt to release into her body to see if the shirt fits or not with her.
Zahran was confused to see his wife keep trying on some clothes, even a single shirt he had tried several times, not wanting to bother Zahran helped his wife choose.
“This one is good !!” said Zahran while taking a Syar'i-colored Dusty pink.
“Nia's clothes already have a lot of that color" Deny Zenia with clothes of choice of the husband.
“Udah deh, Byby just sit down do not need to help memilih” said again.
“Iya but until when do you choose your clothes dear ?? this is noon, we will go to Jakarta, Abi and Umi must have waited in Ponpes”
“Before again”
Back to choosing, and finally she dizzy herself, because nothing fits in her heart, so her eyes are fixed on the Syar'i robe chosen by her husband.
“Ah this one only" said his girang.
Zahran held back his laughter because his wife instead chose the clothes he had just chosen.
“That's what Byby chose earlier dear, Em em em make more love deh” Zahran to batin while shaking his head.
“After ??” ask Zahran.
“Already By, let's go”
“Yes, that shirt goes in the bag first, want to wear it later tonight right ??"
“Iya by”
Zahran helped his wife put her clothes in the bag where her gear and her three children were there.
“Let's go baby, we go to the ponpes first"
“Come By”
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While at Ica's house, apparently there was busy preparing for her application later tonight, the mother seemed very enthusiastic in preparing everything, ordering some dishes to welcome the future daughter-in-law very well.
A shout of happiness always radiated on the middle-aged woman's face, happy ?? of course that's how he feels now, he has been waiting for the princess just his puppet to get married.
“No need darling !! you rest in room”
“But Ica is bored ma, from earlier sleep continues in room”
Seeing the protesting child, he immediately gave a sharp look, as if to just recite !!
“Iya yes ma, Ica break”
As if knowing the meaning of the gaze of the Mama, Ica went back into her room, laying her body on the bed with a feeling of annoyance.
“Mama make all over, the time from earlier on in the bed kept” his snarl while taking his phone on the table near the bed.
Just now he was going to open social media to relieve boredom due to not being asked anything by his mother, suddenly a message from an unknown number entered his phone.
She hurriedly opened the message and immediately made her smile to herself.
“Assalamualaikum, what are the candidates for knowledge ??”
A short message that managed to make her flowery, she just remembered yesterday when Gibran will leave her boutique did not forget she asked for Ica's mobile number.
Ignoring her social media application, Ica instead opened the message menu, for her more interesting reply to messages with prospective husbands than shifting social media from top to bottom whose content is just that.
“Waalaikumsalam, again relax aja”
Ica also replied to a message from Gibran, and did not forget he gave the name in the number a name “Calon iman” pinned there.
Somehow their short meeting was very inviting happiness in each of them. Both Ica and Gibran felt something hard to explain, Comfortable ?? that's one they feel.
This is the fruit of patience and sincerity from both of them, learning to accept each other's mass.
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While in the ponpes the Zahran family will soon leave for Jakarta, with two cars one under by Zahran and one under by Zaidan, while Fahri will accompany Gibran.
“Be careful on the road yes Abi, Umi” said Fahri while greeting the hands of his parents.
“Yes you keep the house well, Assalamualaikum”
“Waalaikumsalam”
Zahran immediately opened the door for his wife and son, Raja and Arda sitting on the back bench, while Zenia and Adel sat beside Zahran.
“Darling if tired of my money Adel later say yes!!”
“Iya By”
Immediately Zahran turned on his car engine by reading a prayer before leaving, Zahran pressed the gas to drive forward their car.
“Dada om Fahri” said Arda and Raja together.
Fahri replies with a smile as well, after Zahran and Zaidan's car has not been seen Fahri bring his wife inside.
“Darling to be out for a while ya !! is it okay to stay for a while ??”
“Yes mas, be careful on jalan”
Fahri then kissed the wife on the forehead and Aisyah kissed the back of her husband's hand.
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