She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 26

The ceremony took place quite lively, the two couples postponed the reception until an undetermined time, given some work affairs that made them forced to undo the intention.

The direction of waiting until the event was over was like his promise Fauzi would tell all the guests if they were a married couple not a father and adopted son anymore.

However, until several hours passed until the guests invited one by one say goodbye to go home each, what was promised by Fauzi was not at all fulfilled. Though he has handled several letters of agreement that voluntarily signed the Arifah without reading the contents first carelessly doing so.

"You have to be strong, I'm sure you're a tough woman and can pass all the trials and trials in your life, me and Fatir without you saying anything before to us, knowing it first, Remember we are always with you even though we will go abroad to continue our respective efforts, but never assume you are alone," said Ariestya Fathia Lubis ringing in her ear Arifah.

Arifah stared at the departure of his two best friends with their respective halal partners. The direction wiped her tears silently so that no one would see her sadness.

"You have always been my friends who understand my difficult situation, as cleverly as I hide it you will know it" murmured Azizah Oktarani Zainul.

Fauzi immediately hugged her waist Arifah possessively to the point of making her smile humbly.

"Father no longer need to act, it seems like we are left here so I beg to finish the pretense, the next season continued if we are in a public place," the Arifah who immediately threw his hand Fauzi As'ad Anwar from his slender waist.

Fauzi just stared in a breath toward the passing direction leaving him without a word.

"I will behave like that until you give up all the assets of your parents' wealth in my hands, only a small part of which I can take," murmured Fauzi whose corner of his lips was pulled upwards.

Ariestya continued to look back precisely at the direction of the Arifah who stood staring at his departure.

"Arif, I can't possibly leave you in peace when I see your face like that, without you confiding in me I already know how you are, but I hope that you can live your life better, I only pray that you find true happiness, "his great-grandson Arestya wiped away her tears.

"What's wrong, baby, what happened to you? Do you regret marrying me?" Ask Fahmi Idris Sardi Khaerul with full investigation while peeping the back of his hand Ariestya.

Aristya was misbehaved because she was crying, "No, I was just thinking about the direction that should live alone with her husband, while we are going to Japan today," her unlikely elder Ariestya told the truth what she felt for her husband and adopted uncle Arifah.

"Are you reluctant to leave our country as well as your parents or is there something you find difficult to tell me?" Ask Fahmi the man who was only about a few hours he married it.

Ariestya stared fixedly at the face of her husband who was seriously driving his car but, occasionally looking at him, "God willing, I am grateful that there is a very good man who is very sincere in loving and loving and respecting me as his wife, I just hope that one day Mas doesn't change whatever happens until the end of my time in this world, that's all I currently expect from Mas Fahmi," ariestya said with a smile.

The two are just other people who since they were still sitting on the bench of kindergarten have met until this moment. Their friendship even exceeds the sense of biological brotherhood because, there is a blood bond between them.

All that they experience and feel without exception they know each other, but this time the Direction chooses to keep it to itself specifically for himself who hopes someday, he said, her husband who changed because of the ambition of his property, could turn into a man who had first met him at the age of just nine years at that time.

Fatir Muhammad Iqbal was not much different from what was felt by Ariestya," O Allah. I think of his household life The direction of my friend, let alone her being pregnant, I think of her, because I believe there is a problem that is not right in the household, although Arifah is very smart to hide it but, I was very worried about it because I was sure there was something strange that she had experienced during her marriage to Fauzi. But, I hope the direction can be strong and through it well." Fatir sat there and looked at Alifah Afsana Khaerul, who was asleep in his sleep.

Arifah is grateful because she is not like most women out there who experience morning sikcnes or cravings that macem. In fact, she was impressed like a woman who was not pregnant, even though her body weight was increasing.

Next morning…

"What's the breakfast menu today?" Ask Fauzi who was directly sitting in his chair.

"Today I cooked my father's favorite fried chicken with sambal terasi and vegetable soup hopefully I like what I'm cooking," he added that the direction that serves food to the dining table by placing one by one plates containing various kinds of sea pauk that have been hard-earned Cook direction.

Fauzi stared at some of the food, "just looks not to disappoint, so hopefully it tastes as good as it looks, too," said Fauzi As'ad Anwar.

"May you like it, but if not I will replace it with other dishes as long as you can be patient waiting for the food to dieg," he said Arifah who stood to his right Fauzi like a chef who was employed by him.

Fauzi immediately ate the food devouringly without a word slipping from his lips. Arifah only scrunched his forehead to see the attitude of Fauzi the man he once loved so much, but his feelings now either still love or obsession alone left in his mind and heart.

"I think my cooking is bad, I'm really happy to make a dish for you today and by the way I'm happy, because you like it," he said the direction that can breathe a sigh of relief has succeeded in cooking even if only see videtdi youtubes only.

"Lumayan did not disappoint, unlike a few days ago, when you first cooked, not that I was full, but instead that you cooked food that would poison me only," the sarcasm of Fauzi who did not stop at all chewing the food presented in front of him.

Arifah lowered her head because she was so afraid that what she wanted was rejected by her husband Fauzi himself, "Dad can I take a cooking course?" Arifah asked cautiously fearing that he would offend Fauzi for his words.

"You can take whatever lessons are important when it comes to cooking, you just choose the place you like and I'll arrange everything, as long as you can cook me good and delicious food," fauzi chimed in while cleaning up the leftovers on the corner of her lips.

"There are still many fathers" he said enthusiastically Arifah who spontaneously immediately wanted to hug her husband's body but, immediately prevented.

"Stop! There is no need to play hugs if it's just the two of us, unless it's in a public place please," prevented Fauzi while pushing his body Arifah who has touched Fauzi's body part.

The direction is so happy and happy to forget the boundaries and agreements they have agreed with before.

Fauzi immediately stood up from his seat, "the night will soon come my cousin to stay in this house of ours, pity he has to stay outside there while our house is big, our house is big,what's wrong with asking her to stay with us, you don't mind Dad's plan?" Ask Arifah.

"It doesn't matter to me, my father fired all the housekeepers and my gardeners where I protested at all, the most important thing is that I can take the course and give birth to my future child later it is enough I do not need anything else as long as this time do not forbid me to take the course,"

"Okay, I like you who are obedient like this, you are obeyed by all my commands you will be safe" explained Fauzi who then passed from before him Arifah.