My Wife's Nurse

son's seriousness

"How do you want it?!" auntie Tika stared at her niece inside.

"if now it feels like humaira is not ready to establish a relationship with anyone tan. afraid of being disappointed again." replied Humaira while staring blankly, though heavy hit his mind.

"Son heard it himself, right?!"auntie looked back at the son.

"Yes tan, I already know, but I am sure the aunt's nephew will accept me" replied the steady son

"What do you think because master is rich and shakes high?! I'm not that kind of woman!" humaira answered in a high tone

"No, I know you're not that kind of woman, but I know you'll fall for my charm"

"Gosh.."

"Son sure?!" auntie tika flabbergasted, son has high confidence

"Yakin tan, look at aunt's niece's eyes, I'm inside her"

"You're spooked" Humaira laughed

"What's wrong, make something worthwhile we have to be optimistic"

"But that's called narcissism!"

"Narcissists for good are okay!"

"What if I don't want to?!"

"I'm sure you want to!"

"Where do you know?!"

"From my feeling! "

"You don't know who I am yet!"

"Living to know each other when we're married

"You're rich, a lot of girls want you! why should I?!"

"Because I'm only interested in you!"

"But I'm not interested in you..!"

"You can like me slowly, I'm kind enough to wait for your feelings!"

"God..."

"Self saw aunt?!" humaira looked at her aunt for help.

Aunty smiled, it was funny to see their debate, one was hard to marry, the other was hard not to marry.

"Look, you now just introduce first.if you are suitable, please continue to the more serious level" aunty tika trying to find a middle ground

"But I think we fit in tan!" the son replied sure

"But I'm not ready son!" answer humaira

"It's okay.we get married and you prepare yourself.I don't like rejection" the son stared intently.

"Kok maksa anyway..."

"I don't mean, I give you a chance"

"Yes the same.."

"Dear dear.I am the son of Ramadan.."

"Yes, I know.."

"I'm who are you?"

"Boss me.."

"So reject the boss's word?"

"I know you'll like me"

"Emang you shamans can be clean"

"Make you I can be everything"

Gee whiz...

Oh jesus..

Mumet....

Humaira again pinched her forehead, the puyeng struck.the son was very stubborn and strange according to her.

"Yes, you guys take the middle road together, auntie stay behind for a while" auntie ika walked towards the family room in the back for a moment. it was not good to hear them argue.

"you'd better find another girl, there's gotta be a lot of people who want to be with you. okay?" humaira finally said

"no no no. I want you!"

"Oh my god, son how many times do I have to say. I don't have any feelings for you. Your parents don't like me being his daughter-in-law either! just think about it! I'm who are you? we are like heaven and earth!! our family background is different.I don't want people to judge me as a female subject! did you hear bang Abra yourself? I'm heartbroken." Humaira looked seriously at the son's eyes.

"Don't mind them, I'll get rid of whoever hurt you, and my parents agree with you! this is proof!" the son took out his cellphone, and showed the last chatt with his father.

Humaira fell silent, no longer knowing she had to say anything.

"Let me pray Istikarah first, if indeed you are my soul mate I will accept your proposal!" answer her steadily

" okay! I'll pick you up in the morning! I'm waiting for your Istikarah answer!" say son

"All right! whatever my answer will be I hope you can accept!"

"All right! and I'm sure you must be my soul mate! for you alone are the answer to all my prayer prayers!" the smiling son expands.

Humaira could only shrug her shoulders, which was clear at the moment she was very lazy to think, all felt deadlocked when meeting the son, The big Boss was acting arrogant and felt the coolest. can not imagine what happens to him if he has a husband as selfish son.

Shortly after having a casual conversation with aunt ika and om Bowo who had come from playing bad mintoon in the complex field, the son came home.the three of them sat in the living room.

Humaira was nervous as if she felt in the introduction of oom and tantenya, because oom bowo is a quiet, and very authoritative figure.As the name implies, rarely talk and joke, the figure of a respected household leader.

"So you know your son only today?!"

"Betul oom, it was also because all at nolak ngolah wreath, they are afraid of the son, because 3 years ago the time of his arrival welcome , 3 years ago , he sprayed all the organizers because of non-uniform clothes, angry angry not clear he oom! though the committee from another division, so naturally different models of clothing! he's arrogant and sniffle oom!"

"So why would he want to marry you?"

"Not knowing either! it's weird that he's an oom?!" humaira asked for a defense.

"Hmmmmm..might fall in love at first sight" a short answer oom bowo who made Humaira speechless, unable to say anymore.

"You will bring the prayers of the istikarah as you promised him, do it with seriousness.it is not good to refuse if the good intentions want to be carried out immediately, he said, but it is also not good to accept if you just feel bad because he is your boss, make your choice of heart. God willing you yourself will know the answer!" obviously oom bowo, then accompanied by a nod of aunt tika. until here humaira understand, he nodded weakly, confused by the results later.

That night, after ablution Humaira perform prayer asking for instructions to the khalik, he was deadlocked.if for the feeling at all there is no, because it does not know the son well, because it does not know the son, all he knows is a smart and arrogant personal son but is famous for workaholism and discipline, a handsome face of course, the son of Ramadan can not be denied, with a height of 178 cm, white skin typical bulenya, nose bangir and lips sexy, in addition to the beautiful brown eyes, make anyone who stares washed in his charm. the son inherited the genes of his mother's mother claudia, who was of Uzbek descent.

"God, if he is my soul mate, please show me the truth... taoi with other cars, whatever it is his brand, the important paint is white. if not please prove god.. !! "

"Rabbanaa atinaaa fiddunya hasanah wafil endati hasanah wakinna azabannar.... amen ya rabbal alamin!!!" humaira closed her all-important prayer, then she immediately opened her face, folded and tidied her up.

Humaira broke her body, then shortly afterwards, she drowned in her dream...

At the beginning of his dream he was playing in the field of beautiful orchids, suddenly came a very beautiful light in his eyes

she was shocked to mix happily, in her dream she met her late father.Before long heard the little sobs of the girl's cry, she missed her father so much, she missed her father, in the dream he cried telling stories and complaining to the father.and the father's answer was only a smile, he searched here and there, but his father had disappeared, and he woke up

from sleep..

"Astaghfirullah.. father...!!" slow little lips hissing, then shortly afterwards he gave his father alfatihah and memorize his surah yasin. when glancing at the clock has shown at 05:00 am, soon Humaira ready to go to work, when glancing at the clock has shown at 05:00 am, today he got another morning shift..

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