She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 30

Every day like that is the daily routine of Azizah Oktarani Zainul. With his stomach distended and has entered the age of eight months does not make him disturbed in activities in his home or outside the house that only dwell in the kitchen, room and market.

The direction is always happy and happy and positive thinking living his life like that. As of today, after returning from the traditional market, she instead directly cooked the food for Aura Afidah Lukman's breakfast with her husband's Fauzi As'ad Anwar.

Sometimes Arifah laughs at herself who is too bego to be fooled by her own husband. Because of his status he often asked himself whether he was an actor or a legitimate wife. It is ironic that the harsh reality, if she had to be the second wife that siri married her foster father for the sake of the ambition of the husband.

"What a shame my fate, I became an actor in my own house," that often appears in the eyes of Arifah.

Today, Arifah was astonished to see the condition of some rooms of his house which since he lived went to the market his house was quite clean and neat. But, after returning home is not like that, even a lot of garbage scattered on the floor, until some home furniture that the layout has moved.

The direction without much thought and comment immediately took the cleaning tools, namely brooms, garbage scopes and black crackle bags are large enough. The direction painstakingly picked up and swept away the rubbish.

"Alhamdulillah is finally done too, time to cook food for breakfast, but by the way today's menu is well," he murmured Arifah as he walked towards the inside of his house after throwing away so much garbage.

Fauzy who saw the activity of the direction just smiled to respond," you have to move a lot and do not fall mulu activities, do not fall mulu, moreover, you are pregnant and waiting for the birth of your baby he said the doctor a lot of movement is good to help your delivery process," said Fauzi who never asked about the health condition and pregnancy Arifah.

Just chatting to ask questions never once let alone hoping to deliver the Direction to check with an obstetrician. But, it did not make his heart Arifah sick, disappointed or angry. Because he already has a plan, if he has given birth, he will kick the two men out of his house.

Arifah had discussed this with the lawyer of his late father. Arifah only glanced at her husband, then continued her journey towards the kitchen. Arifah saw Aura who went down the stairs with her stomach also who had started to stand out because it had entered the fifth month while Arifah only waited a few more days. Her age is eight months older.

"It looks like you deserve the bonuses and praise from the work you do, the house is always clean, food is always available on time" Aura's circus mocked Arifa.

The direction stopped his steps, "I was his second wife Mas Fauzi Mbak so it is natural that I behave like this, everywhere the second wife was always persecuted from the first wife of her husband," reply to the direction that showed his wide smile.

The aura of these few days is very hateful and wrathful to see the attitude of the Direction which does not seem to suffer at all and frustrating. Though his intention to make Arifah always angry and make the health condition of his fetus disturbed and choose to leave by itself from the house. So they easily took over the house.

In the will of her parents the Arifa, which had been changed by the Arifa herself, secretly said that the house would belong to her husband if,he himself left voluntarily to leave the house.

Therefore Fauzi and Aura increasingly intense tormenting the mind and mental Arifah. However, the Arifa was not a foolish girl who made such a will because it would be angry and provoked with their attitude. Though the direction had expected an event like this.

"I've done a thousand ways, but still failed miserably, what else do I have to do so that he can lift his foot from here," Aura's great-grandson as she walked down the steps one by one.

The direction of occasionally humming his favorite song when cooking, it further made Aura angry and ignited her emotions.

Aura then circulated her gaze around the room and saw her husband was engrossed in reading magazines and some newspapers.

"It seems like today is a good time to launch my plan" Aura explained.

Aura immediately walked sagging towards the kitchen, she smiled cunningly when she saw a bottle of coconut oil. Aura watched closely the direction who had no idea of his arrival in that kitchen at all. The aura spilled some cooking oil onto the floor.

"For the success of my plan with Mas Fauzi I have to sacrifice the life of our future child, after all I can still get pregnant any number of times, forgive Mama who has done this for our future and your papa Mama must sacrifice you, after all Mas Fauzi will definitely blame Arifah in the future," his great-grandson Aura while stroking his stomach with a smile full of cunning.

Aura poured some cooking oil spills around her feet. By walking squat Aura carried out her plan. After he finished he walked towards the stairs as if he had just come to the kitchen.

Aura did not know if, Arifah had already teamed up with Rahmat sir to place some cctv cameras in hidden places completely unknown to Fauzi and Aura. It was done by the Arifah to record and take some evidence about the crime of the couple.

"What are you cooking for?" Ask Aura who pretended to ask.

Aura started walking towards that coconut oil spill while not forgetting to pull her hand Arifah.

"Louuhh!! Help!!" The cry of a very high aura in the kitchen made the entire house arrive which was only about six people.

The direction that followed the attraction fell, fortunately the stove was extinguished at that time.

"Ohhhh!!" Shouted the direction that had fallen on the ceramic floor.

His position was Aura who was supine while Aura was prone beside him.

"Please!" Both squeals.

Fauzy, Mr. Rahmat, Mang Deni also came and ran towards the kitchen like a person who just competed. They were shocked to see the two pregnant women lying helplessly on the floor.

Arifah swung his hand towards Fauzi," a-yah to-long!" Lirih Arifah while holding his stomach with fresh blood that increasingly seeps wet his negligence.

What happens with the direction is not much different from the Aura. He also grimaced in pain and even shouted for help.

"Mas Fauzi, it hurts!"her screech Aura was holding onto her stomach.

Fauzi without hesitation immediately carried Aura's body and then dashed outwards. While the direction is still lying on his stomach with a very sad and worrisome situation.

Her tears dripping down her cheeks saw Fauzy's departure without caring at all about her afflicted condition.

"Dad please," He said Arifah.

Pak Rahmat and Mang Deni lifted his body Arifah towards the car park. Pak Rahmat and Mang Deni looked at each other to see two pregnant women lying helpless on the floor.

"What happened, why did it get like this?" Ask Ms Retno washerman in the house who was employed by Arifah himself.

"You don't need to ask a lot of questions immediately take some important Miss files such as her ID card and KK and change of clothes for Miss, hurry!" Mang Deni's.

Retno immediately ran to her room Miss Arifah who was on the second floor of her house.

"Please, you will help Miss and we will immediately take Non to the hospital" said Mr. Rahmat who was alert to help Mang Deni.

"Father is very sick," complained Arifa who had not been able to bear the pain he was experiencing.

Fauzi only glanced at the direction of the direction without the slightest intention to help him. Her tears dripped down her cheeks.

"Please save my baby" he lamented.

"Please, we will immediately take Miss to the hospital" said Mr. Grace who was very sad to see the condition of her employer's child.