Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Grandpa Dream

This morning Umi helped Abi change her clothes. Abi's condition had improved, only Abi had become quiet. Abi did not want to open his mouth equally sakali.

"Abi strong way, or need Arya get me a wheelchair?" Ask Arya.

Abi looked over for a moment. Then he returned to lower his eyes.

"Take the wheelchair, son." Umi's Advice.

Arya went looking for a wheelchair. While Umi has cleared all Abi equipment.

"Where's the shitty?" Ask Abi at the end.

Umi smiled and immediately approached Abi.

"Fitri has returned to Jakarta, Bi. Fitri has to get back to work." Umi said.

"Arsyid how?" Reciprocity.

"Arsyid is coming with Fitri, Bi. Our granddaughter is smart Bi, she's happy to be invited to work." Umi told me about their grandchildren.

Abi smiled at Umi's words.

"Say the wheelchair has come. . ." Arya who came in with a wheelchair.

"I'm sorry Abi hit you. Your work is also hindered by Abi." Abi Sesal.

"There's no word about Abi. Abi used to be more bothered raising Arya. Now it's Arya's turn to take care of Abi." Arya said while helping Abi get into a wheelchair.

They left the hospital after Arya finished her administration.

Leaving Bandung.

In Korea, Isma and Prince are cooking in the kitchen. They try to cook Korean cuisine. Isma wanted to taste the tteokboki (spicy rice cake) cooked by her husband.

Since living in Korea, Prince has become proficient in cooking. Especially cooking tteokboki.

"Omelet too, Mom. I'm gonna eat some omelet made by Mas." Isma Whine.

"May, but honey can help Mas cut the vegetables?" Ask Prince.

"Nae chagi. . ." (Yes dear) Isma is increasingly using Korean.

Isma happily helped her husband cook. The reverse is, usually the husband who will help the wife cook. But, this time the wife who helped the husband cook.

"Awwhhh. . ." Isma whimpered as her finger was sliced by a knife.

"Why baby?" Prince asked in shock.

He saw Isma's fingertips bleeding. Prince held Isma's finger. Cleaned up the fresh blood coming out of Isma's index finger.

"illness?" Prince was worried.

While Isma just smiled happy to get the attention of her husband.

"It just hurts a little." His speech looked at his index finger which was now under the flow of water flowing from the sink shower.

"A party like this continues. Take the medicine first." Her request.

Isma followed her husband's instructions.

"Yes, people say. When newly married, the husband's few injuries worry excessive. Later, if it's been a year married, the wound on the finger a little, in addition to the husband with an inner wound." He nodded his head.

Prince returned to the medicine box. As soon as Prince applied the ointment to Isma's index finger, lsma slightly suppressed the pain as the ointment filled the scar on her index finger.

"Hold hold on, baby. It'll be good soon too." Prince was worried.

"Pads are always like this yeah, don't change." Isma.

"What's the talk? It will always be like this forever. And just like this to my beloved wife." Strictly Prince, then he gave a kiss on Isma's injured index finger.

Smile again engraved on Isma's lips. Prince smiled too.

"Darling, don't help anymore. Just sit still. Ok."

Prince carried Isma's body towards the dining table chair.

Yes, Isma is now just sitting watching her husband cook. This scene is like a Korean drama. Where a husband cooks for his wife.

'May this happiness always adorn our household journeys, Mas.' His inner.

Meanwhile, in Jakarta. Grandpa Prince is improving. Today he was even allowed to go home.

"Prophe, I'm glad Baba finally got home." The Law of Baba Yudha.

"Where isma?" Ask Baba slowly.

"Baba's grandson is on vacation in Korea."

"Thank God. I'm very worried about them. In my sleep, I dreamt they would find a difficult and winding road in their relationship." Baba said.

"What should I do, Baba?"

"While please order your confidants to watch wherever my two grandchildren are." His order.

"Good, Baba. I'll do it soon."

Baba's eyes were distracted when she heard the sound of footsteps getting closer to her room.

"You came by yourself? Where's husband?" Ask Baba.

"Mas Wijaya's out of town, Pa. Maybe I'll be home next month. The company is currently experiencing a bit of confusion." Evidently.

Baba just nodded.

"My earrings home. I've been cured."

"Yes Pa. But, Papa went home to Winda ya Pa." The whine is spoiled on Baba.

"Papa will be troublesome." Resist.

"No, Pa. Please allow Winda to take care of Papa. Anyway Winda himself at home. . ." Her chattering.

"Didn't that Amanda always come to your house?"

"Now Amanda's busy, Pa. He's got a lot of photoshoots." He helps Baba stand up.

"If Amanda were to be the daughter-in-law of our home. . . Surely Winda won't be lonely, Pa." Regretfully.

"Nobody can stand against the written destiny. Prince and Isma are destined to be together." Baba began to slowly walk.

"Whatever great human way to separate them, it can't. So, don't even think about separating them." Baba insists.

"She doesn't believe. How could God have predestined Prince with that village woman." Annoyed annoyed.

Baba took a moment to catch her breath. He continued to step in his daughter's steps, which would take him out of the hospital.

"They're a predestined couple. Don't bother them if you still want to see Papa get well." Baba asserted by gritting her teeth.

The winda grumbled in annoyance. But even so she continued to help her Papa to step towards the car.

The story of Baba Yudha.

In Bandung, Abi had just arrived at his home. Throughout the journey he remained silent. There were many things Abi thought about.

"Abi, we're home." Said Arya faithfully pushing Abi's wheelchair.

Umi carried several bags of Abi's equipment during her five-day hospital stay.

"Aryan. . ." Call Abi, as soon as Arya moves her body onto the bed.

"Yes, Abi." Aryan Sahut.

"Isma how are you?" Ask Abi.

Arya remained silent. He doesn't know what to say. Actually since Abi entered the hospital to this day, Arya never contacted Isma. And vice versa. Arya thinks that her sister is enjoying her happiness with her husband.

"Isma's good, Abi." Umi from outside the room.

"Why has he never visited Abi? Does he know Abi's in the hospital?" Ask Abi curiously.

"Abi, Isma is married. He is not as free as he used to be to visit us. Her husband is a businessman. It will often be out of town." Umi explained.

Abi was silent. His eyes were unfocused, his mouth was trying to move to say something.

"Did you need anything?" Ask Umi.

"No." Shouted Abi suddenly.

The shout made Umi and Arya shocked. They were worried that Abi would experience another shock of trauma.

"Arya, find your sister bye. Take him home. Keep him away from Yudha the slanderer's grandson." Pinta Abi with her trembling hands held back the overflow of emotions and fear.

Umi shed tears, she was privileged in her heart. I hope everything will be okay.

"Abi, we have no right to separate Isma from her husband. . ." Umi.

"Not entitled how? I'm Abinya. I'm more entitled to be Isma." Firm Abi.

"Abi Istighfar. Don't follow Abi's anger. Do not follow the seduction of shethan. Abi himself married them. . ." Umi tried to calm Abi down.

"It is precisely because I married Isma to Non-Muslims that I have the right to separate them. I won't let him drag Isma into believing in their beliefs." Shouted Abi evaporate his emotions that he had been detained since.

"O Allah, Abi istighfar. . ." Rintih Umi cried pity, pain, and also afraid to see the state of Abi who had been ignited emotions.

"Arya, hurry up. Find Isma see you. Bring him back. If he refuses, just break his leg." Abi's orders without thinking about anything else.

Arya was speechless as she hugged the trembling Umi crying in fear. Yeah, this is how Abi is. Since the family arson incident that occurred thirty years ago, Abi became a cruel and frightening person.

Abi did not hesitate to hit anyone who did not obey his orders. And even more painful, Abi will hurt himself if his wishes are not fulfilled.

"Abi Istighfar... Remember Allah. Did not Abi always teach Umi to stay strong and believe in God. Abi always said, only God has the right to punish man." Rintih Umi in her tagis.

Arya also cried while hugging Umi's body tightly. Abi turned his eyes away. Abi did not want to see and hear Umi's cries.

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