Prince Cinta Beda Religious

PRINCES

Jakarta.

"Thank God, we're finally home. . ." Isma's voice echoed throughout the house.

He walked quickly to check on the state of the house which was still the same as three weeks ago while in Korea. While Prince transports luggage to the upper floor, where their room is located.

"Mas, the fridge is empty. We'll be together tonight." Shouts from the kitchen.

"Yes dear." Prince said while laying his body on the bed.

Then Isma approached her husband. When he saw Prince lying down, Isma also lying next to him.

"This. . ."

Prince spread his hand asking Isma to come closer. Isma happily shifted. And now, her head is on her husband's chest. Prince's hand was holding his favorite shoulder.

"I'm sorry. Because we have to meet with clients, we cannot go directly to Bandung." Regretfully.

"It's okay, Mom. Adek also. . . Actually. . . Afraid of Bandung. I'm afraid my dreams are real." Clutching her husband's chest shirt tightly.

Prince gives a kiss on Isma's forehead. And actually he feels the same way. He was also hiding a feeling of fear and worry within him.

"Adek know. . . Mas is a prince who will set this most beautiful princess free." Prince said as he pinched Isma's nose.

"Cum. . . Sick tau."Spoiled protests.

"If only, later Abi really did not like the same Mas. . ."

"What's the talk? How could Abi not like his daughter-in-law." Sela Isma cuts off Prince's speech.

"Listen first. It's only if it's dear. . ." Hugged Isma's body tightly.

"I don't want to hear if it hurts." Annoyed annoyed.

Isma flipped her body until she turned her back on her husband. He does not like the word suppose. It was scary for him.

"Listen first. . . I just want to talk about the bitterness first. So that later when it happens, we already have a plan to finish it." Pull Isma's body back in her arms.

"If dear finally has to choose Abi. Baby must hold one word. Mas, will never return adek to Abi and Umi until the life separated from the body. If I had to leave, it would be temporary. Mas went to devise a plan to re-embrace the adek in Mas's arms." Obviously Prince.

Isma shed tears at the words of her husband. He was both overwhelmed and scared. Isma tightened her grip on Prince's shirt.

"Master princess must be sure. The Prince will not fail to save his Daughter. Trust me and always pray for the prince." Connect Prince.

"Mas promise. . ." Ask Isma who is now looking up to be able to look into the eyes of her husband.

"Yes, baby, I promise. God willing."

Back Prince gave a kiss on the forehead, eyes, cheeks nose and ended up on Isma's lips. Just a quick kiss. Then Prince brought Isma up from a lying position.

"Mas has to go to the office now. To get things done quickly and we can get to Bandung as soon as possible." Her speech.

Isma nodded. Tears are still at the end of her temple. And Prince swept it with his index finger.

"Don't cry. Remember, there is a God who is always with us. I love you." One more kiss sailed on his lips.

Isma blushing. She smiled shyly. For some reason, his face felt hot, so he smothered both of his cheeks with his palms.

Prince was ready to leave. He tidied up his shirt, put on a suit and brought some files.

Isma drove her husband to the front of the house. As soon as Prince finished putting up his shoes, Isma hugged her body again. She put her face in her husband's chest. Isma is spelled like a baby.

Prince smiled happily, he returned the embrace was no less tight. Then he kissed again at the top of Isma's head.

"Good at home. Go first. Artemissing. . ."

Isma kissed the back of her husband's hand, and after answering the greeting, she released her husband.

But, before Prince closed his car door, Isma ran up to him.

"What's up, baby. . . Watch out for falls. . ." Shouted Prince worriedly.

"Can I call Umi?"

Prince smiled with anxiety. Then he nodded, a sign of giving permission to his beloved.

"But remember. Never pick up the phone from Mom or Amanda." Message firmly.

"Who is my husband." Isma said firmly by raising her hand to pay respect to her husband.

"Mas has ordered food for my dear. Eat a lot, don't forget to take a shower." Her speech.

Isma simply responded with a nod. Prince's car eventually leaves his garage and disappears from Isma's sight.

Isma rushed into the house. He called Mas Arya right away.

📱"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas. It's adek." His words are so connected.

Across the street, Arya was silent for a moment to hear a voice she had been worried about for three weeks.

📱"Grand is fine, right?" Arya asked worriedly.

📱"Yes, Mas. Adek healthy, Mas Prince is also healthy. Sorry I didn't get to tell you." Regretfully.

📱"Thank God. We're all worried. Adek hasn't told you this three weeks."

📱"Some healthy Umi, Mas?"

📱"Umi's healthy, but Abi. . ."

📱"So sick, had a bad stroke and entered the hospital."

📱"Innalilah. . . O Allah. Adek does not know, I'm sorry adek Mas." Isaiah began to shed tears of regret.

📱"How is Abi doing now?"

📱"It's improved. But, if you can go back to the deck, Abi always asks the whereabouts of adek."

📱"Yes, Mas. Tomorrow to Bandung..."

📱"Now, where are you?"

📱"In Jakarta. Adek just arrived about half an hour ago."

📱"Mas want to go to Bandung, adek want to come?"

Isma was silent for a moment. He wants to go to Bandung soon. But what about her husband?

📱"Mas Prince is currently in Mas's office. Things to talk about with the client. So, I can go to Bandung tomorrow." Isma.

📱"See her permission. You come to Bandung first. After all, tomorrow he'll also be following, right?"

📱"Yes. . ." Answer Isma doubtfully.

📱"Adek ask permission first with Prince. I'm going to Bandung this afternoon."

📱"Good, Mas. Let's call again."

This conversation is interrupted. Isma was sad and worried to hear the news of Abi being sick. I think he wants to fly to Bandung. But what about her husband.

With hesitation, Isma finally called Prince. The call is directly connected.

📱"What's the matter, baby?" Prince was worried.

📱"It's okay, Mas. Adek is fine. Just wanted to ask permission. . ."

📱"Izin for what?"

📱"Adek called Mas Arya. And he went to Bandung, he said Abi was sick. . . May not be adek to Bandung first. . ." Ask Isma doubtful.

No reply from Prince. Isma was worried about not getting permission.

📱"Good. . . Adek can follow Mas Arya to Bandung."

📱"Mas will follow tomorrow, right?" Ask Isma.

📱"Yes dear. We will soon be coming to Bandung. Greetings to Umi and Abi." Firm Prince.

📱"Yeeyy. . . Thank you my beloved husband." Girang.

Hearing Isma's excited voice made her smile to herself.

And, as soon as Isma gets Permission. He immediately tells Arya. And then Arya immediately picked him up. The food that was ordered has come. Immediately Isma brought the food along with him to Bandung.

Uh, not to come to Bandung. Just accompany Isma during the trip to Bandung.

"Where's Arsyid, Mas?"

"Your Tetehmu to Palembang."

"Palembang? Sumatra? A long time. . ."

"Yes, Teteh got a job there for a month. And just left last night." Arya.

Isma breathed a heavy sigh. He was sad to not be able to meet his nephew, whom he missed so much.

Arya-controlled car, continues to drive down the road to Bandung.

"Sir, did Prince treat the dick well?"

Arya opened the conversation.

"Very good, Mas. Why do you ask like that?" Ask Isma astonished.

"just making sure. Because you've been missing since Amanda confessed to being married to..."

"It was just a lie, Mom. My mother-in-law asked Amanda to do that. They want to separate the scene from Mas Prince." Evidently.

Arya breathed a sigh of relief. Prince is a really good man. But, still Abi will never be able to accept Prince again.

'I'm sorry, Mas deck. They don't mean to be evil to you. But, this is the best way for all of us.' Inner Aryan.

"Mas, get some sleep. I'm sleepy, tired too." Say it while yawning.

"Yes, deck. When we arrive, wake up."

And Isma fell asleep in her sleep. Arya felt guilty about it.

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