She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 21

"I'm sure it's Aqila Sera Wijaya, my adoptive father's future wife, but why is he fully dressed as a bride?" His great-grandson Azizah Oktarina Zainul.

"How about if we go there samperin so that you do not wonder mulu," asked Ariestya Fathia Lubis.

The direction obeyed the words of his friend. They opened the car door and rushed across the road, but the second step stopped because, the horn of a noisy car stopped its steps.

"Damn! The car has gone," he said Arifah while stomping his feet on the asphalt because what he did was interrupted by several cars passing around the highway.

"Mas Arif let's get in, let's go get the car!" Ariestya.

"Every Brother Aris," replied Arifah who both still had time to joke in such a precarious situation.

Arifah drove his car at a fairly high speed, because he did not want to miss the trail of the car that brought Aqila Sera his future wife from her husband and adoptive father.

"Why did even close the window of his car, if it wasn't closed I would have known who the man was with him and why his car was uncle Faiz Aksan who was used by Aqila, did they know each other?" Guess the direction that further increases the speed of the car.

Both have forgotten their original purpose, which is to go to a special hospital for mothers and children to consult with obstetricians about their reproductive health.

"Arif, I think I feel like Uncle you have a relationship with your future wife, because it doesn't make sense if they're not too close but, can use Uncle Faiz's favorite car," aristya Fathia Lubis.

"Everything will be answered if we meet directly with the woman named Aqilah Sera," he said.

A few minutes later, the distance between the two was getting closer. Arifah smiled triumphantly, although at first they had almost lost track of Faiz Ahsan Khaerul's car his sister-in-law Arifah who had previously had their relationship between nephew and uncle.

"Arif, just watch them drive their car to one of the maternity hospitals, it's the hospital you want to visit" Ariestya guessed, pointing to the hospital.

"Oh Allah, I forgot our plan to meet with the doctor Azalina Renata Fatahillah even though I had made an appointment with the doctor," the flow of Arifah while patting his newly realized eel with his own attitude.

Arifah parked his car in a special parking lot for hospital guests. Arifah and Ariestya immediately ran into the hospital lobby when they saw Aqila Sera who had changed clothes walking into the hospital area.

"What exactly happened, was dressed in a pretty wedding dress, now to the gynecologist, is your foster father not coming to me," he said Ariestya from jiblak alone who immediately got a toyoran on his forehead was from his best friend.

"Don't bother me, remember he's not my foster father anymore but he's my husband Fauzi As'ad Anwar is my husband and you don't just talk because my future husband was handed over to me instead of another woman," looks like Arifah is accelerating his steps towards the inside of the hospital.

The direction again circled his gaze around the room, but did not find the whereabouts of Aqila Sera with a man he did not recognize at all for wearing a hat and hoodie jacket. So that these two young women have difficulty knowing who the man is.

"We have not been paired to find out who the man who was with him was your husband's father or another man who was related to Aqila Sera during the time" he added.

"Because we're already here, how about we sign up to join the queue waiting for the turn to be called by doctor Azalia Renata, maybe after business we can go back to trailing the two people," suggestion Direction..

"Let's go," said Ariestya as she draped one of her hands into her arm.

They were already sitting in the middle of many queues that day. The direction of his heart was filled to see several pregnant women accompanied by each husband.

"Oh Allah, I also want to be like them, what if I can't get pregnant, surely the attention and attitude of his father to me could have changed and the worst thing would be to marry another woman who could give him offspring, "his inner direction whose facial features immediately spontaneously changed.

Ariestya had noticed the change in her face Arifah, she took the initiative to hold her fist Arifah who seemed to know the hardness of her heart Arifah.

"Calm down, do not think macems insha Allah.you will also be in the position of those who will be distended, your body stretched because of the influence of your pregnancy, too, the most important thing is to continue to be patient and try to play the horses if the intensity of the time is increased so that you can also immediately persevere again and age you are still young when the opportunity to get pregnant is still wide open," he said Ariestya who provided motivation, passion and strong encouragement to face the biduk household his new Arifah in a matter of days.

The direction hugged the body of his best friend with full of haru," O Allah your brother Aris was very wise, already like my mother-in-law who gave me advice, but unfortunately my mother-in-law has long died," explained Arifah who finally could smile with relief thanks to her input and advice Ariestya for him.

A few minutes later, until the turn of wisdom arrived to immediately meet with doctor Azalia Renata.

"Mrs Azizah Oktarani Fauzi" shouted the nurse standing around the entrance of the obstetrician's practice room.

The direction also walked with Ariestya towards the entrance, but the two threw each other a glance and their mouths gaped so surprised to see who two people had just come out of the door of the practice room.

"Faiz Uncle Ahsan Anwar!" Ciphynya Arifah.

The direction directs its gaze towards the hands of the two who are interlocked by joining hands full of affection.

"Arifa, what are you doing here?" Asked Fariz who was trying to divert the quite awkward atmosphere created between them.

The direction of folding both of his hands in front of his chest was," I who should have asked like that to Uncle,what the sister-in-law did in the hospital with the woman who already had a future husband was none other than my husband Fauzi As'ad Anwar," grunts Arifah whose gaze continues to be on women who already look panicked, groggy and misbehaved.

Faiz Aksan breathed out quite strongly, "it may be time you know everything that happened especially you his wife Abang Fauzi, but not now, I wait for you in the cafe right in front of the hospital, because I'm sure you have more important business to do," faiz said that walking left the two 20-year-old women still dumbstruck with everything that has happened today.