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Not the Second Wife, Part 13

"Ommy... Ummi what's going on in the hospital" asked Nahla suspiciously.

The one who fell down was Ummi Zahra. I don't know what Ummi is doing at this hospital. Ummi's face was also tense.

"Ummi wanted to meet you, just happened to have some business around here so all of you stopped by".

"Why not go to the house, Mi. Ummi's not lying right" said Nahla.

"No dear, Ummi is not lying".

Although Umm Zahra tried to convince her daughter, Nahla was suspicious. Afraid something might happen to her mother.

The two continued the conversation in Nahla's room. Nahla does not force her Ummi to tell the truth because Nahla thinks it may not be time for her to know.

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"Mas, I met Ummi. Ummi is nervous. You didn't see Ummi"

"Hm... No dear. Emang Ummi not a story" asked Bagas trying to calm down.

"Sir Mas, Umi did not expect to see me".

"Maybe Ummi just met your Grandma. Anita's doctor visited here.

"Oh".

Bagas deliberately did not tell me about why his in-laws came to the hospital. Because it was a request from Ummi Zahra himself.

Ummi Zahra lately felt something was wrong with his head, because it often felt very painful.

Maybe it was the effect of the two previous accidents.

Ummi Zahra did not want to make his son worried because now Nahla is two-bodied. Fear of unwanted things happening with the content.

Bagas only hoped that the health condition of his in-laws was fine, so that his wife would not feel sad.

"I want to go back to the room first, baby" said Bagas.

"Yes Mas".

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa Alaikum salam wr. wb." replied Nahla.

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In a dark room, Davis took a cigarette. Davis sat on his bedroom couch without lighting the lighting.

He decided to launch a plan that he had prepared carefully. The shadow of Maryam's face again flashed through her mind.

"Mariam... Mariam... Why are you so charming. Your clothes are very covered. But why can't this heart and mind be separated from you" Davis said.

"Hopefully this plan works" he said again.

On the other hand Maryam who just left her yard to the boarding school was surprised by the figure of a little girl who was sobbing on the side of the road.

"Son, why are you. Why alone on the streets. Where are your parents" asked Maryam softly.

"So I was playing next to the bus stop Aunty, but suddenly when I saw mama was not there" explained the boy.

Maryam thought maybe this child was separated from her mother who had boarded the bus without knowing her son was not riding.

"Oh yeah, you know your home address, baby"

"Tau Aunty, on the street S. But I don't know how to get there" replied the boy again.

"Here Aunt Anterin" asked Maryam...

" Thank you Auntie"

Maryam took the boy a long way off. And finally arrived after entering into a fairly small alley.

"This is my aunt's house" pointed to the boy.

"Oh ok".

Maryam came in to deliver it and said hello to the boy's parents.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Maryam

"Wa Alaikum salam"

Out came the mother of the little boy she was carrying. And ran straight towards the child.

" Oh my God, son, you are from anywhere. Mama confused nyariin you, this papa again followed to the bus stop earlier" said the mother was happy.

"So I saw my mother's son crying, so I intended to deliver him to my mother's house.

Thank goodness the mother's son memorized his home address"

"Thank you very much Ma'am, it's a good thing my son met such a good mother"

The boy's parents offered Maryam to sit for a while, and offered her drinks and some small meals as their thanks.

Finally Maryam ate the dish, there is no harm in also taking a moment to taste that has been provided.

Moments later Maryam felt her head a little heavy and her vision began to blur.

"Oh my God why" said Maryam.

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