My husband is not for me

Chapter 58 The Proposal Event

"Doctor Maya. Please come in," said Maira kindly, let the doctor Maya into the house.

Doctor Maya smiles, go inside. "Thank you, Maira. Oiya, where are the women who want a proposal?" ask Doctor Maya, because he did not see the trunk of Qesya's nose, but what time is it.

Maira replied. "He's still sleeping upstairs. I don't know how else I woke him when soon his girlfriend's family will come," grumbled Maira, because since this morning he kept trying to wake Qesya, but never woke up.

Maya's doctor calmed Maira down and asked her to hand over Qesya's affairs to her "You take it easy, let me wake her up" said Maya.

"Yes, thank you" said Maira.

"Sama-sama," replied the Maya Doctor, then immediately stepped towards Qesya's room.

The first sight that Maya doctors saw was a woman with her back, her legs wide open with both hands raised up. Doctor Maya who saw all that suddenly his head became dizzy. "How can one sleep in such a bad position?" the chirps were not able to think how his friend slept, Doctor Maya continued to shake her head to walk closer to the bed.

Omelette ...

"Acse ... Who dares to water me!" annoyed Qesya rubbed his face that was doused with water.

Qesya raised her head, seeing who had dared to send her. "You?!" he was shocked to see Doctor Maya in front of him.

With the waist of Doctor Maya looked at her best friend. "Yes, what am I?. Acceleration wake up already want to marry also still like molasses like kebo," grumbled Doctor Maya pulled a blanket.

The blanket was pulled back. "Ahhh, what a storm. Get out, get out, get there," she went back to sleep, flicked her hand to ask Doctor Maya to come out, but Doctor Maya pulled back her blanket, threw it on the floor.

"No one said a word of rebuttal, let's get up or destroy everything," threatened Doctor Maya.

Inevitably Qesya woke up from everything becoming chaotic. "Yes, yes, I woke up. You ribet woman," said Qesya, forced to get up sitting, but with eyes closed.

"Qesya, yuhuuu ..." the cemeren sound of someone, made Qesya even more limp.

"Oh My God, here's another pack coming screaming, you think my room is a forest, huh?" qesya was annoyed at Anis who had just arrived.

"As far as I donk," said Anis unconcerned, chuckle.

"Yes, yes, it's up to you. Now tell me what the hell are you guys doing here?" qesya asked, looking at her two friends.

"Qiv!!!" doctors Maya and Anis said at the same time.

"Yes, yes, I was just kidding," said Qesya lazily.

Qesya's hand was again drawn by Anis. "The speed of the bath, after that I will juggle you to be beautiful, I will guarantee that your candidate will not blink when he sees you," said Anis, full of confidence.

Lazily Qesya got out of bed. "Whatever," he said, went into the bathroom.

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Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

Mrs. Arsy knocked on Aditya's room door, because it was what time but Aditya was still not out, even though he was getting ready. "How much longer do you want to dress up. Come on out baby, or someone will corner you at the turn later," said Ny. Arsy becanda's.

"Yes, Ma, wait a minute" said Aditya, before long the door of his room opened, revealing the figure of a handsome man, with a batik-patterned shirt.

"How do I look, Ma?, does this fit Adi's wear?" ask Aditya to Mrs. Arsy, he is not afraid that batik does not fit him, because this is his first time wearing batik, just for the sake of his lover's request.

"Very suitable. You look very handsome, dear," said Mrs. Arsy makes Aditya worry face a little less.

"Have come to speed, otherwise we can be very late," said Mr. Blanco standing up from his seat.

"But wait a minute Pa, Arhand has not come down," said Ny. Arsh.

"I'm here" said Arhand standing at the end of the stairs, wrapped in a batik shirt, which further added to his handsome and self-sufficient look.

Arhand walked over to the family, who looked dumbfoundedly staring at him. "Ar .." said Mrs. Arsy can't believe what he saw.

"Thank you" said Aditya, hugging Arhand.

Aditya came to Arhand's room last night, gave him a batik shirt, asked Arhand to wear it, but Aditya did not think Arhand wanted to wear a batik shirt, even though he really did not like it.

"Heum" said Arhand only cleared his throat.

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"Qes, have you been in vain" said Maira cut off when she saw the face of Qesya who had been conjured by her two best friends.

Seeing Maira's surprised expression, Qesya immediately stood up to Maira. "Why?, do I look like a clown?, I've told them not to do that on my face but they're both" chirped, but directly on the back by Maira.

Maira clasped Qesya's hand. "No. You're very pretty (touching Qesya's face). Even I can't recognize you if you don't talk like this" she said, so that her best friend's mood would be better, and not nervous anymore, because Maira could feel the nervousness in Qesya's hands.

"Mamud" annoyed Qesya.

Seeing his best friend upset, Maira immediately ended the topic. "Already, already, do not get angry, already beautiful too. Let's go down now in a moment your soulmate will come," teased Maira again, Qesya just smiled so that she did not salting in front of her two best friends who were always ready to explode.

They all came out of the room, except for Qesya who remained in her room. Soon the Blanco family arrived. Maira went back into Qesya's room. "They've come. I pray that everything goes well, until his H-day," said Maira sincerely, Qesya replied with a sweet smile.

"Thank you," said Qesya, after which Maira entered a room where the room was one of the secret rooms in the house Qesya. In the room we can also see the events outside what happened but people can not see into the room.

"Please sit down, sir, Mrs. Blanco," said Papa Qesya, sitting on the sofa.

They all sat down, while Arhand's eyes stared at every corner of Qesya's house, looking for his wife's whereabouts, but there was no hint of him, Qesya who saw it smiling mockingly.

"Warston?" startled Mr. Blanco momentarily saw Papa Qesya's face.

"Yes, it's me. Why is his surprise like that, Blanc," said Papa Qesya, staring at Blanco, his old friend.

"Kok can you be here?" ask Mr. Blanco.

"This is my daughter's proposal so I have to be present" Mr. Warston said.

Not only was Mr. Blanco shocked but Mrs. Arsy is shocked when Warston says Qesya is his daughter.

"Wait, daughter? (surprised Mrs. Arsy ), so this Qesya boy is your daughter?" her tanyanya pointed to Qesya who was sitting sweetly next to her Papa.

Mr. Warston nodded in agreement to Mrs.Arsy. "Yes. She's my daughter" said Mr. Warston.

While everyone was engrossed in talking about the proposal, someone behind the invisible room looked down at the man sitting at the end of the sofa, as his eyes continued to search for something.

Maira regained consciousness from her daydream when she heard the chirps of her children. "Pa, Papa, Papa," said the children of Maira hit the wall.

Maira's shock is not that her children call Arhand Papa, but that Maira is surprised to think about how the 3-month-old baby can talk. "Darling you could talk?" maira asked still shocked.

"Pa, Pa, Pa," said his children again pointing to Arhand who was outside.

Maira's heart, pinched by the pain that even her children who have never felt the touch of her Papa can quickly recognize her Papa. Maira's brain and mind again raged whether the decision was very appropriate or this was just his selfishness, making his children could not feel the affection of his father.

Busy with a war of his heart and mind, Maira unknowingly lands one of her sons, heading towards Arhand.

"Pa, Pa, Pa" said Arkhui, clapping his hands.

The voice of Maira's second child diverted everyone's pandagan, as well as Maira was very shocked to see her son continue to fall closer to Arhand.

Arhand quickly stood up and looked at the little boy who looked very much like him as a baby.

Qesya wanted to get out but everyone had already seen her son, even Arhand was already holding Arkhui. "Arkhui," said Qesya looking at Arkhui who continued to chatter.

Meta Arhand can not be separated staring at the child's feet in his arms, his heart can feel that he is his son, besides that also the face of this child like a banana on the two sides, exactly the same.

Arkhui smiled widely, as he continued to clap his hands looking at Arhand's face. "Father, Papa, Papa."

The call of the little baby made Arhand's heart ache, painful when remembering his actions on the mother of his child, but also there was a sense of happiness, should hear the name from Arkhui's small mouth. "Yes, this is dear Papa," said Arhand in tears, hugging Arkhui tightly.

Satisfied to kiss his son, Arhand remembers his wife. "Which name, honey?" asked Arhand gently.

With his little finger, Arkhui pointed at the wall of Qesya's room. "Mama, Mama, Mama .." she continued.

Immediately Arhand stepped in wanting to approach the room designated by Arkhui, but soon Qesya stopped him. "Mr Arhand, I'm sorry but that's my room. My privacy, please don't go in, "prevent Qesya, when Arhand wants to go into his room.

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