NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 46. SECRETS FROM MADA

Maghala arrived in Semarang late in the afternoon. Gani intends to take them directly to the main residence Magenta, but rejected Maghala.

Young Master Magenta just did not want to sharpen the dispute with the Maharani. It can be ascertained, if the aunt knew of Maghala's whereabouts in the main house, she would go on a rampage and re-press Janu.

"To the hotel only. I want to take a break before I go to see my sister" Ghala told Gani, as she was about to enter the car.

"Okay, young master," the assistant replied, nodding and bowing. He put a confidant in Mada's room when he picked up Mahananta's youngest son.

Asha's tired face and Denok make young master Magenta heartless if they are directly faced with the rude attitude and spicy speech of the aunt.

Maghala just wants Ashadiya to get a good picture of his family. Although it is undeniable, he was eliminated due to greed, just like the condition of Cyra when Ghala entered there.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the hotel. Hilmy booked three rooms for them. He refused to renounce Maghala so that he would stay in the same place as the master.

Denok and Asha could not bear to reach their room immediately. The three men were still talking in the lobby about Mada's condition. The women also asked permission to go directly into the room to relieve fatigue.

"Miss, can't you?" ask Denok, with a limp tone and a tired face. Long hair in pigtails also looks tangled.

"Could. You rest first, relax in the spa below or soak in a warm bath. Don't think about me, you must be dizzy and nauseous" Asha said as she pushed against her bedroom door. He also felt very tired.

Denok nodded, he momentarily helped the lady into the room, placed the handbag on the table before leaving it.

After Denok's departure, Ashadiya released his leg restraint and tried to move from the wheelchair to the bed. He wanted to straighten his cramped and achy back for a moment before taking a shower.

The shade of the sky Semarang exhales afternoon air that feels cooler. The atmosphere of the room is comfortable, making Ashadiya slowly feel sleepy.

He pulled off the hijab that covered his head until only a straight hair tie dangled to one side of his shoulder. Those narrowed eyes slowly closed as the soft roar of breath blew.

Maghala walked into the room just as Asha had just fallen asleep. He slowly sat down on the side of the bed while scanning the room and placed Asha's change of clothes on the table. No long sofa here makes Ghala think hard will sleep where tonight.

The young master took off the suit wrapped in his sturdy body and then threw it onto the chair in the corner of the room. He chose to stay for a moment. The woman fell asleep on her face so Ghala tilted her face to Asha's. Before long, Cyra's partner has gone into each other's subconscious.

The Maghrib azan alarm from Ghala's phone, woke Asha up first. The narrowed eyelids opened slowly. Ashadiya painted a smile. The husband was willing to lie down with her in one bed.

The biological clock cannot deny good habits. Maghala awoke, finding Asha unblinkingly looking at him. This time, Ghala's stuttering turn was stared intensely at the owner of the ayu face.

"Mandi yuk's. Salat then ready to go and see her brother" whispered Ghala, touching the tip of Asha's nose with her index finger.

The two slowly rose up, and as was customary during this time, Ghala helped the wife to the bathroom.

Either Asha is fishing or Ghala's soul begins to feel in need of her right. Young Master Magenta was even stunned to look at the curves of the wife's body when the long robe was shed to the floor.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

In the past, it didn't feel like this. He was ordinary even though he often saw the back of Ashadiya and his friends.

"Ghala, help me. Here there is no iron to support my body weight," complained Asha, feeling unable to stand for too long. He was afraid that the sink could not withstand the weight of the body when creeping on the object.

Glug.

"D-yes." The eyes of young master Magenta were unfocused, he was groggy even though this scene was halal for him. He saw Asha still wearing a pantyliner.

Right after the two were ready, Hilmi knocked on Ghala's room door and prepared to head for the hospital. Denok was left to rest in the room while they were away.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the hospital.

Maghala opened the door to the VVIP treatment room where her sister was lying. The quiet figure looks helpless with all the tools attached to his body.

"What diagnosis?" tanya Ghala saw Mada using an oxygen hose. He sat on the sofa not far from the cage.

"Thyphus and acute dehydration, he was already sick two days ago but in his detention because of the meeting report to the council that morning," said Gani, with worried eyes. He handed Maghala a letter from the doctor.

Janu was banned by Huda from visiting Mada for health reasons. But Gani said that the elder forced to leave here but in the middle of the road, in the Maharani prevent.

Hearing the brother's faint voice, the patient's eyelids slowly opened. Mada turned his head to the right and tried to raise his hand in the air as a signal for Ghala to approach.

Ashadiya who saw this, patted her husband's arm and pointed towards the cage.

"Sister!" chanting Ghala rose hastily towards Mada. His face was anxious, his weak hands were reached very carefully.

Asha fixed the position of her wheelchair so as not to block the door, she watched the husband sitting on the chair not far from her.

Mada asked Ghala to come closer. Mahananta's youngest son said he put an ear in front of Mada's mouth.

Maghala's pupils dilated, her eyes turning sharp with frowning forehead after hearing a few words gliding from her brother's mouth.

"Bad!" kecam Ghala clenched his hands and punched the side of the cage.

"Rest. Quickly improve and prove to them that Madaharsa does not fall easily." Maghala grasped Mada's fingers tightly, channeling the power he had.

Mada's gaze softened, he nodded faintly at the sister's words. Shortly thereafter, her gaze turned to the figure of a hijab-wearing woman on the side of a single sofa.

Maghala turned to look at Mada. He found Asha looking at him.

"Ashadiya Cyra, my wife, sister. I came straight here when I heard you were sick and took her and," Ghala said, looked down at the guilt of getting married not telling the family, especially Mada is the only brother.

Mada seemed to ask Asha to approach, visible from the eye signal given to Maghala.

The son-in-law of Cyra, turned back to his wife, hinting with a faint glance.

"Humaira, come here," pinta Ghala asked Asha to come closer, she stretched out one hand for the wife to welcome.

Ashadiya pressed the button on the wheelchair panel until it slowly approached the husband.

"Eira." Lirih Mada when Asha has been beside Ghala.

The Cyra couple also met each other to hear one word Mada said.

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