Shackles Love Wife Saving Mr. Doctor

Ending

Today is a court ruling, and today Fikri officially holds the status of a widower. Their request was realized by a panel of judges inaugurating their divorce.

The man was relieved as he walked out of the courtroom. They had looked at each other, but Fikri immediately disconnected and immediately went into the car.

In the afternoon, Fikri visited the Nike apartment. With a beautiful and fragrant bouquet of roses. It seemed like the man had really already lured his heart to that Obgyn Doctor.

"Hi, good afternoon" said Fikri as Nike opened the door to his apartment. The man carved a smile of happiness.

"What wind did you come here in the afternoon?" nike asked suspiciously.

"Oh my goodness, that's a damn thing. If a guest is asked to enter the cake," the Fikri still hid a bouquet of flowers behind him.

"Eh, before you go in check first, what are you hiding?" nike asked observing Fikri's hand.

"Do you know what I brought?"

"Well, because it's suspect. Who knows you came with a certain intention."

"If I come with bad intentions, then what is on your mind? What kind of things did I bring to harm you?" ask Fikri.

"What I'm afraid of is that you're carrying drugs, and when I walk in front of you, you're going to sedate me, I finally pass out unconscious, so I don't know what you're doing to me.

"What a shame on your mind. I was that kind of stuff. If I want you better marry you. Like the moment I came to give this to you." Fikri gave the rose to Nike.

Instantly the woman was fixated, confused as to what kind of expression. A smile? However, doubt and fear still enveloped his heart.

"Why are you quiet? Don't you like it?" asked Fikri with a disappointed look.

"Ah, mom-no, I love this rose." Nike immediately received the flower and kissed it, then clutched it in the chest.

"Are you serious?" tanya Fikri was excited again.

"Hmm, I like it. Thank you, yeah." The girl carved a sweet smile.

"Alhamdulillah. Am I still not allowed to enter? if you still suspect me, then my body is happily ransacked by your smooth hands," said Fikri made Nike stare fiercely.

"Haha... I'm just kidding" said the man gently as his hands rubbed Nike's hair with affection.

Somehow the girl felt comfortable when the man's hand touched her hair. Just this time he felt there was a gentle caress of a man who was attentive and affectionate besides the Papa who was now deceased.

"Let's go in lest we become the spectacle material in this arrangement. Haha..."

"Rubun? could be you. Yes, the elite group," Fikri's timpal followed the woman's step inside.

"Sit down, I'll make you a drink. What do you want to drink?" ask Nike.

"Well, as long as you are in front of me, then all the sweet drinks cringe at honey."

"Geez, this is a very hot prospective pinter widower now incompetent," Nike replied with anxiety, and immediately moved to the kitchen.

"Haha... Now I'm not a prospective widower anymore, but it's officially bearing the status of duren palm!" exclaim Fikri clearly so as to make the Nike move stop.

"You mean?" nike asked, turning towards the spot where the man was sitting.

"Yes, this morning at ten our divorce trial has been decided" explained Fikri.

Fikri stood up to Nike. His eyes locked onto the girl. Fikri grabbed his hand, then said something.

"Well, do you want to marry me?" ask Fikri seriously.

"Nike, I don't know you yet, but, honestly, I've liked you for a long time, but I'm aware of my status of having a wife. I never thought that I was helped that night by the woman I liked. And now that my status is alone, then I don't want to waste that chance. I want to ask for a woman of my own choice, I believe my happiness is with you. Even if I had to fail a second time, then I sincerely, would not regret my destiny. At least I've been married by my own choice to the woman I love."

Nike was silent at the man's reply. This is called God's chosen soul mate. It cannot be denied that he also once admired the Doctor Labor, just as Nike realized that Fikri was married so he threw away the feeling. But now the man came to his own face asking to be his wife.

By saying bismillah in his heart, Nike steadied his heart to accept the man's request to be his wife.

"Alright, I accept your request. I'm willing to be your wife. Let us begin to improve ourselves so that our households will be happy. Honestly, I only want to get married once in life. I wish you were the soul mate God gave me."

"Alhamdulillah... Thanks, I'm so happy. May our hope and Do'a be granted by God. I also wish you were the last woman in my life. I want to spend my days with you and our children" said the man, who had high hopes and wanted the woman's child.

Nike just smiled and nodded. Their eyes met again. But soon Nike decided and went back to the kitchen to make a drink for her future husband.

***

After agreeing to marry again. So the couple brought the families of both sides together. And thank God each parent received with pleasure and joy. The wedding date is immediately set.

Today is a happy day for both Nike and Fikri. In a matter of hours, they will officially become a halal couple.

Fikri and Nike are already sitting in front of the penghulu, because Nike is an only child. And the Papa is also dead, then the marriage guardian is dropped on the pak pengulu.

With one jolt Fikri smoothly uttered the sacred sentence, so that the witnesses called for legitimate.

"How's witness?"

"Well!

"Well!"

"Alhamdulillah."

Everyone in the room expressed gratitude at the same time. And connected by the ruler plundered Do'a for the two brides.

"Nike, congratulations. You finally get a soul mate too. I was a little relieved, because finally my Son despite your threat that will wait for him big. Haha..." Rindi and Nike's laughter broke considering Doctor Obgyn's chatter while in the delivery room.

"Eh, don't be happy just yet, this little boy will still be waiting for me, but to be my son-in-law" Nike said in a chat during a wedding reception made a free theme, the bride is allowed to go down to entertain her relatives and chat under the guarantee.

"Cie, who had planned to have a baby grandpa immediately. I do'ain may Allah grant immediate sustenance."

"Aami... I want to have a baby soon, how old I have tried. Let's also understand how it feels to mengelahirin baby how delicious."

"Eh, there are no favors. that favor when processing it," said Rindi teasing his friend.

"Don't need to say, too, times. Uh, honestly I was curious. Haha..."

"Huh, basic! Yaudah later if the guests have gone home soon gaskeun until morning."

"Hahaha, you can."

Finally they live happily with their respective spouses. God has his own scenario for his servant. Marriage is a choice, but it is destiny. A person may have plans to marry the desired person, but it cannot be planned that love will be anchored to whom.

I hope they are till jannah. For Fikri and Nike, as well as Arfan and Rindi.

END

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