My husband is not for me

Chapter 59 Planning.

"Uncel ..." call Rian on Azlan.

Azlan glanced at his nephew at a glance. "Hem, why boy?" tanyanya gently.

"Rian, sad ..." - Wirred Rian with his head down.

Seeing his nephew bowed with a sad look on his face, Azlan led Ruan into his lap. "Sadly why, hum?, tell Uncle ..." Azlan wiped his nephew's gentle mane.

With the coconuts down, Ruan returned to exclaim. "Rian, sad because Mama does not love Rian ...."

Suddenly the statement of his nephew made Azlan a little surprised, only this time he heard such words coming out of Rian's mouth. "Why say that?, Mama love Rian. It's even very dear" Azlan said gently, but Rian shook his head lightly.

"No. If Mama Darling is with Rian, then why Mama has never accompanied Rian to play. Mama also never read the dog to Rian. Mama also never again drove Rian to school, attended the school student's parents' event, everything continues to be done by Grandma," said Rian issued every way he felt over the past few months.

Curse Rian, making Azlan's heart was touched to hear it. "Sister what you're doing, you're ignoring your son who has always been your reason for living. But now? You ignore your son, what love is that same brother Arhand's assistant," Azlan's inner self.

"It seems like I really have to do all that," Azlan continued.

Azlan rubbed Rian's head again. "You take it easy baby, Mama is loving Rian, maybe recently Mama has a lot of work, so Rian is patient, surely after Mama does not have much work anymore, Mama will accompany Rian to school, attend a meeting of the parents of students, and lead Rian to play again like before," said Azlan comforted his nephew, who was nodding very slowly.

"Yes Uncle" said Rian Lirih.

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Arhand kept checking every corner of Qesya's room for nothing. "Maira, I know you're here. Please forgive me. Where are you, please show up, "please with a quivering voice.

"Maira ..." she cried continuously but still did not get any approval.

Maira's hands stretched out forward holding her husband's lethargic face, her heart was sliced at the tears of her husband, she wanted to appear out, but her heart was very sick considering what her husband said first, who said himself is not much different from a ja*lang woman who often menjajankan their bodies, on the matter before the wedding he had said very clearly, he said, if she's going to survive any marriage, but she's going to leave right then and there when her honor as a woman is questioned.

Afraid that her best friend would get sicker from seeing all this, Qesya asked Arhand to come out of her room. "Mr Arhand, Mrs. Maira is not here, please come out" Qesya said.

In addition, he was afraid that Arhand was aware of a false wall in his room, while he had promised that Arhand would never find it if he was not ready, Qesya was not afraid for no reason, because even though Arhand is not a random person he can certainly feel the fake and the real.

Qesya who kept thinking about how to get everyone to leave the room, instead Arkhui continued to bash and bow towards the wall "Mama, Mama, Mama .." said Arkhui pointed at the wall, pointing at the wall, but before Arhand looked there quickly Qesya held Arkhui's hand so as not to point to the wall.

"This is also a simulut mercon, why can't you stop talking," the inner grumble of Qesya, staring intently at Arkhui to be silent.

Soon Qesya took the Arkhui from Arhand's sling. "Ah, dear, Mama will be in a distant place," she kissed and held Arkhui's hand so as not to point to the wall again.

"Sorry, Sir. But he often misses his dead mother. He's my best friend's son, but he's also I've considered like my own son, isn't he dear (kissing Arkhui )?" Qesya.

Looking at the faces of Arhand and Mr. Blanco who were in disbelief, Mr. Warston intervened. "Come Boy, here's Grandpa (take the Arkhui expert from Qesya ). Sorry, but what Qesya said was true, she often missed her parents, so she never stopped mentioning her Mama's name. We also know that the first word of a child is sometimes Mama or Papa," Warston said, covertly hiding Maira's whereabouts. While Maira again shocked to hear the words of Mr. Warston who agreed to the reason for Qesya, who considered him dead.

"How about we continue the application, you've also seen nothing in here" continued Mr. Warston.

"I'm sorry my son, Wars. You know for yourself, right," said Mr. Blanco not well.

Mr. Warston smiled. "Yes, I understand. Let's just continue with the proposal" he said, letting everyone out of Qesya's room.

"Come, Ar," asked Mr. Blanco to withdraw Arhand's hand, but Arhand refused.

"No Pa, I'm sure my wife is here, I can feel her, and she (takes back Arkhui from Mr. Warston's sling), this is my son. I can feel it too Pa" said Arhand confidently, with his eyes back down every corner of Qesya's room.

Mr. Blanco took Arkhui, then returned it to Mr. Warston. "I'm sorry my son. He misses his wife and child so much, so behave like this," explained Mr. Blanco, forcibly pulling Arhand out of Qesya's room.

After getting the date of certainty of the marriage of Qesya and Aditya, which will be done one more week. The time and date are determined by the bride and groom themselves. The Blanco family went home.

In the car Arhand was angry at the Papa who pulled himself by force. "Why Papa had pulled Arhand out anyway, but Arhand was very sure that the baby was Arhand's child, and also in the room Arhand could feel the presence of my wife. But Papa pulled me out, "his emotions.

"Papa knows. Papa is also not blind, and Papa can also feel. If that child is your son from his face alone he looks a lot like you" Mr. Blanco said.

"Then why Papa had returned it to Mr. Warston, and pulled Arhand out" angry Arhand for thinking his father deliberately wanted to separate him from his son and wife.

Mr. Blanco looked directly at his son. "Because you won't be able to find the person Warston is hiding. Mama still reminds us when we look for your friend first, no matter how we try will not be able to find him, until he himself wants your best friend to appear to the new public after that we know his existence," said Mr. Blanco recalled the behavior of Warston who hid his best friend. Arsy for not getting the blessing of his girlfriend's parents.

Mrs. Arsy nodded, he remembered how his best friend's parents were looking, even until the PBI came down but the results were still nil.

"Then Papa meant, Arhand had to wait. No. gabe. Arhand can't wait anymore" said Arhand, not wanting to wait any longer and parting with his wife and children.

Tired of hearing the anger of his son who continues to enslave Mr. Blanco became upset. "You have to wait, otherwise Papa can make sure forever you won't be able to find your wife" said Mr. Blanco confidently.

"Warston is a scientist, creator, and expert in strategy, as well as the expertise of the IT world can not be doubted, So you should not be misguided," said Mr. Blanco warned his son, who is not involved, who knows Warston very well, ma'am. Arsy agreed with her husband.

Seeing his son speechless, Mr. Blanco patted his son on the shoulder. "Listen to Papa this time. You take it easy Papa has a plan, so you can meet your wife. And most importantly now your wife and children are very safe now" Mr Balnco assured his son. Arhand no longer denied and followed his father's words, he also knew a little about Warston.

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