My Talaq!

Plan Fikri

Tiredness after giving birth and the pain felt when giving birth now paid off already by a sense of happiness and haru enveloped the niche of the heart when seeing a tiny baby in his carrier.

The baby of the male sex who has a weight of 3.3 kg is in the sling of the Mother. The tiny baby that had been cleaned from the blood was in Diana's arms with her tiny mouth looking for something.

Diana was unable to shed tears of joy to see her first son in person. He sobbed softly while tightly hugging the tiny body that was on his chest. Until Diana did not feel pain when the core was sewing a little.

"Mas, your son has been born in a state of healthy walafiat. Are you going to be happy knowing all this? Had it not happened maybe we were both happy to witness the birth of our first son. But baby, you must be with your wife right now," Diana's inner nurse gave birth alone without family, without a husband, and without people she loved.

And out there. Fikri and both mothers were relieved Diana could give birth safely.

"The baby is out, thank God he is safe" said Fikri. And of course if Diana gives birth it means she can marry him.

"Well, because Diana gave birth. Now Bli Fikri must marry her as soon as possible without any more coercion or obstruction." One of them proposed, who else if not a thick-bodied woman.

"That's really bli. So if you get married there will be no more slander or deed that can make you far from religious law. Mending got married as soon as possible," the other woman's dream is increasingly pumping Fikri to act further in stepping.

Fikri thought about the words of the two people that had a point as well. "Alright, but help me find a ruler for our wedding. If there are many witnesses, just choose one of the doctors who are here and witness all of you."

"That's better, Bli Fikri. I'm going to call my friend to bring the hanger here." the tall, bearded lady picked up her phone in the bag and then contacted someone she knew to ask him to bring Penghulu back as soon as possible.

Fikri and the two women prepare for an impromptu marriage without first consent.

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Jakarta

"Where are Papa and Mama, their tumbens not home without saying goodbye to me first?" Zio had arrived in front of his house, now he was in front of his parents' residence looking for the whereabouts of his father and mother.

Zio intends to surprise her return but she is the one who is surprised because her parents are not home.

"Maybe they're having business times. It is also difficult to contact both. No om Fakhri is inactive, no Aunt Karin is also inactive. Whether this is intentional or not but what's surprising is why both of them feel difficult to contact?" Iqbal did not understand and was trying to contact Fakhri or kari. But the two no are difficult to contact and even no is not active.

"Where the house is in the lock again. I can't go in either." Zio stood on his waist thinking of a way that he could rest at home.

"Where are you going now?" Iqbal sat on a chair on the front porch with elbows resting on his knees and his fingers interlocked.

"Not knowing either." Zio leaned his back against the pillar of the house while his hands were laid on his chest.

"Why not go back to your old house? Your home and Diana."

Degs...

Iqbal's words immediately reminded him of an ex-wife who would be fought back. Instantly longing to meet or just say hello suddenly came to him.

"How are you doing now, Dee? Miss you? For seven months we have not said hello. Last time I heard your voice was when Mama said kangen, "inner Zio.

"Then we go there, my house first." And in the end Zio and Iqbal went back from there.

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Airports

"Until too. Where are we going now, Tan?" Cici and Karin walked in tandem while pulling the suitcase. They both look like tourists going on vacation there.

"Buy baby equipment first. We met Diana. Don't put off much so we'll get it over with as well."

"Ok, ready Aunt. We make a surprise for Diana," Cici replied eagerly to meet her best friend.

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After doing various treatments, Diana was moved to the nursery. He ceaselessly continued to develop a smile of happiness while continuing to look at the adorable little creature on his lap.

The little baby was trying to find a source of energy from his mother. Diana grimaced at once amused when her baby sucked up a source of nutrients.

"Slow baby. You will not run out of food. Only you will drink it," Diana murmured as she gently rubbed her child's tiny cheeks.

He continued to notice the adorable little creature that he gave birth to a moment passed. Until his mind remembered the cell phone.

"Oh yeah, where's my phone?" Diana darted in search of her bag and her blind eyes found the bag was on the side on the small table.

"I have to call Cici." Diana tried to reach for her bag. He took a cell phone and contacted her.

"Assalamualaikum, ci."

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"Tapes are good, Ci. When did you come to see your nephew? I gave birth, Ci."

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"I'm serious. How could something this big lie. I'm at the hospital xxx."

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"I'll wait for ya."

Diana turned off her phone. And he removed his pu*ting from the little lips of the son.

Until he was distracted by the sound from the outside.

"Let's go in, sir. She's the bride." Fikri and a few people entered the room where Diana was being cared for.

There were about five people in the room and 6 people with Fikri.

"What's up? Why do so many people come in here?" diana did not understand. Two doctors even went in there. Fortunately she had finished breastfeeding her son so there was no need to bother hiding valuable assets from people. Even Diana was still holding her son because when she was about to lay people in the hunt without knocking on the door. Not polite.

"We're getting married today, Diana? I have prepared witnesses, elders, and some who will be silent witnesses of our marriage" Fikri said without guilt.

"What...!?"