
His feelings were completely shattered when he found himself in a hotel room with Abiyu in one bed, even without clothes, not just feelings, dignity, honor,even his future was currently on the edge, what if Abiyu was unwilling to take responsibility? Who would accept it if they knew she was no longer a virgin?
And sure enough, right now Abiyu did not want to marry her. "I don't want to marry her aunt, I don't love her."
"You think I love you?" Saut Kisya was no less cynical.
"Well, it's obvious, why are we getting married?"
"Jeez Abiyu... You are bo*oh what exactly bo*oh anyway?"
"Auntie.." Kisya changed her seat to face Azky. "Aunty who talks to her aunt's niece, she's too cowardly." Without further ado he got up from his seat rushing away from there.
Azky could not let Kisya leave just like that, he got up from his seat following Kisya's faster pace. "Kisya.wait.." His call was not given.
"Free aunt, Abiyu has no feelings." Kisya said without stopping her steps, she continued walking towards the main door without looking back.
"I'll persuade him Kisya." Azky sped up to try to catch up and finally he managed to stop his steps by holding his hand. "Wait aunty." Azky's voice sounded soft.
"What else aunt, Abiyu does not want to take responsibility, aunt also can not possibly force him to marry me?" Kisya said it with tears.
"You're right, I have no right to force Abiyu to marry you, but I will tell her parents this, and they can definitely give you the best way out. How's it?"
"If they're more defending their son how's aunt?"
"They're good people, you don't have to be afraid."
I don't know who he has to trust, they have a lot of money, what can they do with the money, while he? what does he have? he had nothing, all he had was a father, a sickly father, even his passions were below average.
The forcing situation, finally Kisya entrusted this matter to Azky. "Alright aunt, I entrust this matter to aunt, I hope Abiyu's parents are as good as aunt."
"They're good people, you calm down." Azky said with a smile as she rubbed her wet cheeks.
"Yes, if so, I went home aunty. Assalamualikum."
"Getishalight."
After Kisya left, Azky went back inside to approach Abiyu who was still sitting in his place, without moving a bit.
He saw the older brother of his children were sitting on the back of the sofa while massaging the base of his nose. Maybe he was planning something.
"He is like his father, he is very much like his father, his attitude, his speech, his head hard, even his face. Everything resembles his father." Inner Azky muttered as she looked at Abiyu from the distance.
"Darling.." Fatih's voice resuscitates Azky in her neighborhood.
"Yes, um.."
"Why?" He took his wife from the side.
"Nothing mas, I'm saying look at them, they're too small to deal with this big problem."
"Yes.you're right, but... In any case, Abiyu should take responsibility for what has happened."
"I'll tell Mba Shafiah about this incident, what do you think?" Azky said as she looked at her husband's face from the side.
"Well, you talk to the Shafiah, and I'll talk to Zahfran."
"Yes, um."
"Because of this afternoon's troubles, you've forgotten your duty dear."
"I? What obligations?" Wonderingly.
"Unfortunately did you forget what our main goal is to get home fast?"
Stay quiet for a moment while thinking. After a while, he only remembered his promise while in Restaurant. "Oh my goodness..Is it still like this?"instantly his face turned red, making Fatih even more anxious to pounce on him immediately.
Without further ado, Fatih directly carried his wife's body walking up the stairs to their room, while walking, he ceaselessly showered the wife with ci*man.
Very coincidentally, the twins were playing with their nanny, and Abiyu?... Let him wrestle with his own mind.
Day turns night, Shafiah has received news that tonight Abiyu is staying at Azky's house on the grounds that the twins asked for her.
Actually he felt lonely, but what can be done, he could not refuse the wishes of the twins, finally they gave permission.
As a result of the incident earlier this afternoon, Shafiah had experienced a little fleck, so he had to rest more, actually Zahfran wanted if his wife was treated in the hospital, but Shafiah refused him, being in the hospital made him more stressed, making him more stressed,until she chooses treatment from home.
"It's dinner, baby." Zahfran brought a tray of healthy food for his wife, he put the tray on the table. "Want me a bribe?"
"Don't do it, I'm alone."
Zahfran sat side-by-side on the bed accompanying his wife to spend her dinner. "Aren't you eating?" Ask Shafiah while scooping rice into her mouth.
I'm full of seeing you eat." He rubbed the lips of the wife who was exposed to the rest of the food with his finger.
"Why what?"
"Don't know why, I don't think there's anything weird about our son."
"I also understand the same thing mas, lately our son has been acting strangely, he's been quiet a lot."
"oh yeah?"
Shafiah nodded. "yes. Now all of a sudden our son is staying at Fatih's house, so Azky told me. I'm worried about our son mas."
"You calm down, go there and find out."
"I'm coming with you.." Pintanya while stopping for a moment eating activities.
"You have to rest a lot, baby, you forgot what the doctor said?"
"Hmmm.. All right, but not for long." Her request.
"Who is my wife."
As parents, they can always feel what is happening to their children, as well as Shafiah and Zahfran, they can feel that their son is in trouble right now.
Unable to remain silent, the next day Zahfran decides to return home from work early to visit Azky's house and find out what really happened to his son.
As soon as he arrived in front of Fatih's residence, he hesitated to press the bell, but he had to go in and find out what he didn't know.
"Ting tong.." while waiting for the owner to open the door, he let out a long sigh while neutralizing his nervousness.
Shortly after that, the door finally opened. "jglek.. It was Azky who opened the door. "Mas Zahfran?" Zahfran's presence was enough to make him surprised, especially he came alone without being accompanied by his wife.
"Assalamot." Greetings Zahfran a little nervous.
"Waa.waalaikumsalam." Likewise with Azky who was no less nervous. "A..What is mas?"
"Can I come in?"
Degs.. "***How is this? fatih is not home, what should I do***?"
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Sorry also if the writing seems disheveled, hopefully still on like with their story.
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