My husband became my sister-in-law

S2-part17

“What Papa Means??” ask Maya.

Angga just shook his head.

“Pa” call the wife in a soft tone.

“It's okay Ma, Papa just thought of something because Papa met someone he named Zea, it was raining heavily and he was standing in front of our restaurant, therefore papa bring in” explained Angga later.

“How are his traits Pak Angga ??” sahut Abi Ahmad asked.

“He wears the veil of Mr. Kyai, his person is very polite, meek in speaking” Angga replied while imagining his meeting with Zea..

“Like Zea ya Bi” said Umi looked at her husband, because she was so sorry for Zea..

“Then we go home now Pa !! let's meet Zee in jakarta” invite Maya enthusiastically.

“No need to go home sir, ma'am, I will send Zee home now !! even though you are both Zee's biological parents, Zee will not immediately be so trusting, so let me explain” said Abi Ahmad.

Angga seemed to think very well what Kyai Ahmad said, it would not be easy to explain everything to Zea.

“Alright then we will wait here” Angga glanced at the wife, then Maya nodded her head in agreement.

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While Zea just finished visiting the hospital that was nominated by the campus, she got an offer to work at a very famous hospital in Jakarta.

Zea stood in her apartment room, looking out her bedroom window, where she could see the beauty of Jakarta.

Not long after his phone rang, a sign there was an incoming message.

Zea picked up her phone and saw a message that made her smile immediately, a message from someone that Zea really misses, yes he is FAUZAN ABDULLAH, a very handsome and pious man, he said, Zea and Fauzan have been through Ta'aruf for 2 years, last year Fauzan proposed to Zea but Zea could not accept it yet he wanted to meet his biological parents first, he said, because Zea wanted to be married by her father directly.

“Assalamualaikum” contents of the message, very short not but really make Zea happy.

“Walaikumsalam, Ustadz Fauzan" Zea replied with a chuckle.

“Haha, don't call Ustadz, just call as you normally would dek”

Zea kept smiling, reading Fauzan's message after message, how comfortable he was with the man, if Zea had met her biological parents, she would have immediately accepted Fauzan's proposal.

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While Gibran he re-thought of Zea, their brief encounter became the most beautiful story for Gibran.

“When I meet him again" said Gibran slowly.

He was sitting in front of his house.

“Gibran” call his father, then sit in the seat next to Gibran.

“Yes Well, what's the matter ??" ask Gibran to look at the father.

“What do you think, Daddy see you are very restless ??”

“No Dad, Gibran just misses Raja”

“Then so quickly bring the King home” suddenly Susi memahut talks Gibran and her husband.

“Bu don't make Gibran angry !!" pinta Gibran's

“Bu” Hartono calling his wife.

“Why do you always talk about that ?? is not tired and bored every day that I discuss it continue” asked Gibran to look at his mother.

“Mother won't be tired until you bring the King home”

“Already don't fuss here !! embarrassed to hear neighbors” said Hartono divorce quarrel wife and her anal.

Gibran then left his parents, he immediately took the car keys and left from there.

In the course of Gibran's emotions were very high, repeatedly he hit the car stri violently.

“Why don't you guys understand my position??” gibran was angry.

Gibran continued to drive his car, not knowing where he was going now, but he remembered Fahri's word to tell Zahran everything, maybe Zahran had a solution.

Gibran then pulled his car over on the edge of the park, calling Zahran inside.

“Halo Assalamualaikum Mas Zahran” said Gibran when his phone call was answered by Zahran.

“Wa ‘alaikumus salam wa rahatulli wabarakatuh” replied Zahran across there.

“What's Gib ?? want to talk to the king, huh ?? I'm in the office right now ??" contact Zahran again.

“Oh no-no mas, Gibran wants to talk to mas Zahran” replied Gibran.

“Oh like that, alright wait a minute ya !!”

Then Gibran waited for Zahran, as if he were talking to someone in Turkish, and Gibran did not know what they were talking about.

“Halo Gib, how ?? I'm ready to listen to you" Zahran said again after he finished talking to someone.

“Begini mas, Gibran again dizzy, every day mother always makes Gibran angry, Mother wants me to bring the King home, she said she miss” explained Gibran as it is.

Zahran was silent “Later I will talk to Nia, actually we want to go home to indo this year, but still waiting for the King to take a school holiday first”, Zahran replied.

“Not only that mas, my mother wants to take custody of Raja”

Hearing that Zahran was very surprised, what happened to his mother Gibran, Zahran thought.

“Why is it like that ?? hasn't your mother ever talked about it??” ask Zahran again.

“I also don't know Mas, but maybe because my mother is old and she really wants to be with her grandson” /Gibran.

“But if you want to take custody of the King it will not be able to Gib, because when you divorce Nia there stated the King's custody falls to Nia until the King is 15 years old, why don't you explain all that to your mom ??" /Zahran.

“Sorry mas, later I will explain again, I also do not want to take custody of the King because it will definitely hurt Nia again” /Gibran

“Good !! it is true that if you do that you will hurt my wife again, and I will not stay silent if I see my wife hurt, I will do anything for the happiness of my wife” /Zahran.

Hearing Zahran's tone like that made Gibran a little afraid, because Gibran had never seen the anger of Zahran, especially Gibran realized that he worked at Zahran's company.

“Pardon my mother Mas, and I'm sorry also” /Gibran.

“Not why, then until here first yes, Assalamualaikum” /Zahran.

“Walaikumsalam" reply Gibran..

After the phone connection was cut off Gibran increasingly did not want to bring the King home, just let his mother angry continuously, he said, later if he married and had children, his mother would be silent and not demand custody of the King again.