She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 34

"Yes Allah.Yes, the Young Miss finally showed her strength and power, I just hope that in the future Miss Arifah will find her happiness after several months of difficulties in life that made her shaken," she said.

The direction is stroking his flat stomach, "my son forgive you for not being able to look after and keep you, but maybe this is best for you, son, I hope you can be calm and happy there, Mother will always pray for the best for you, because your father never expected your presence at all so God SWT might take you to go far from her side Mother Nak," wailing is the direction that sheds her tears.

Bu Hamidah also sobbed to see the condition of the Arifah which finally showed the side

Arifah immediately wiped his tears and promised himself and determined not to be easily fooled by the sweet mouth of any man who would later approach him.

"Goodbye memories, goodbyes to the past I will never remember you again who have incised the wounds in my life that make me able to see about the meaning of my life," his inner direction.

Five days later…

At 10:16 a.m., private hospital.

"Nom is that not hungry? It's ten o'clock past the tablets but have not eaten either," said Bu Hamidah who always faithfully accompanied him during his time in the hospital.

The direction immediately hastily wiped his tears because he had promised not to show his weak side to anyone. He will be as strong as possible to live the rest of his life.

The direction sitting on the headboard of the hospital bed touched the soft back of Hamida's hand, "Mother if I take you with Mr. Rahmat with me to England, are you ready to come with me?" Ask the direction of the petition.

"God willing, I will follow Non-Direction wherever Non goes" said Bu Hamidah.

Arifah smiled happily hearing the words and abilities of Bu Hamidah.

"Thank God, if you agree to come with me, you are the only family I have right now, I am happy because you are always there when I am happy and down even when I am, you never go far away from me, so I am very happy to know and have good people like all of you" Arifah explained.

"Don't say it like that Non, we already owe a lot to the late Papa and his mother Miss since a long time ago, so it is natural that we repay all of that with genuine affection and attention from us" Hamidah said.

Arifah smiled warmly and happily because, Fu this world there are still many people who are noble hearted, sincere, sincere and kind hearted. The direction is grateful to be surrounded by people who mean so much to him and understand his life.

"Although Miss did not ask for it, we will definitely join Non according to our agreement with Mr. Dawn who has paid us quite expensively to maintain and protect and care for Miss," Bu Hamidah.

Arifa's stomach suddenly rang with a kick making her smile shyly while stroking her stomach that stitches after the operation is still wet.

"My mom wants to eat pecel can you buy?" Ask the direction that day was very eager to eat pecel.

"It could be Non, I will go outside to find pecel as Miss wants," added Bu Hamida.

The direction just smiled in response to the words of Bu Hamidah.

"I must contact the Young Master of Dawn as our previous agreement will always inform him of whatever happened to the Non-Direction," mumbled Bu Hamidah while reaching into his pocket to immediately contact his phone number Dawn, because he himself asked us if at any time Non Arifa needs and needs something he said just so he called him that," the great-grandson of Bu Hamidah who was already outside.

It only took about fifteen minutes, the order of the Arifa was already inside with Bu Hamida's hand. He was grateful because, secretly there was a man who was always there and present to solve the problem.

Arifah smiled happily looking at the pecel that was already in front of him. Directions without a word more directly eat the food with greed.

Bu Hamidah did not waste the opportunity which also happened to be tempted and tempted by the distinctive fragrant aroma of pecel seasoning. They then eat with greed, and there are still about four packs they left for Mbak Retno Wulandari, Mang Deni Ilhamsyah and also Pak Rahmat Widodo.

Azizah Oktarani direction Zainul and Bu Hamidah ate with gourmand as if the food in front of him was the most delicious and wisest food they had ever eaten during his life. How not the food was purchased at a five-star restaurant that was already famous for its taste and quality of food at exorbitant prices.

Elsewhere, a man and a woman went on a rampage because they were not allowed to enter their home after several days of never returning because they were in the hospital.

Mr. Grace and Kang Hendra drove the two away, "I'm sorry you couldn't get into my employer's house, neither of you have the right to advertise your feet again in this house!" The firmness of Kang Hendra who was tall and stocky sister-in-law Pak Rahmat who had been hired at the request of Arifah.

Fauzi stared at the two people who were dressed in security uniforms, "what!  Don't worry, since when I owned this magnificent and large house is forbidden to enter my own house!" Fauzi's Birthday.

"What my husband really said, why are you so powerful, do you not know and realize that this house is our home, so why can't we go in and set our own feet inside," the waist-rigged Aura Afidah Lukman circus with his jaw-dropping attitude.

"We know very well who you are, this is her ex-husband, the owner of the house, and the other one is the actor!" The lips of Mr. Hendra with a scornful look he lay for both.

"Former husband!" Beonya Fauzi's.

"It's true that Non-Direction has decided to divorce you, don't you know that?" Terkanya Pak Hendra while Pak Rahmat just stand by casually seeing the response of the two people do not know themselves.

"That's impossible! Surely all of you are just making it up and making up stories, if you lie I will report this incident to the police because your actions are not pleasant for us!" Fauzi threatened the fog with the situation that occurred in front of his eyes.

"As for the information we've already taken out all of your relics in the post there so, in case interest please check before leaving our Young Miss's house," cynical Hendra again who since their arrival had anticipated their arrival with various insults because it had ignited his emotions to hear the story of the Pilu Arifah.

"You'll be demanding as much as possible after I speak to Mr. Daniel's lawyer!" It was Fauzi who immediately contacted Mr. Daniel's phone number, Arifah's family lawyer, all this time.

"Please sir, it's a good idea so that you can more quickly and easily find out if what we say is true" said Mr. Grace who was caught off guard by their attitude.

"What!! It is unlikely that Mr. Daniel I am a confidant of the late Abang Zainul and his wife Almarhumah Mbak Aliya, so it is unlikely that my position with the company has been removed and only works as an ordinary employee!" Rejected Fauzi who was getting worse with the new facts heard it.

Aura was getting angry to hear her husband had fallen into poverty, "fucking Mas Fauzi is destitute and has no more possessions, I guess my plan used to work to expel Arifah from this house but, uh, I guess, I thought my plan was to get him out of this house, even the opposite of us who have to leave this luxurious house, I do not want to be poor and live destitute with Mas Fauzi!" Aura's Umbrella.

Their conversation came to a halt when they heard the sound of a car horn coming from behind them. Aura and Fauzi were dodging from the direction of the road. The direction immediately lowered the window of his car when he realized who the person who had messed up and made a fuss in front of his fence.

Arifah opened his sunglasses perched on his nose and only glanced at a glance at Fauzi, the man who had been his husband and adoptive father.

"You used to be my father, then turned into my husband but, because of your greed and hypocrisy and selfishness so that now you turn into an adoptive father just need to be underlined he my husband is not my adoptive father but that happened before my heart was hurt," Arifah muttered before passing from there.

"Mang Deni's way!" Arifah's orders then close the car window.

Fauzi immediately tried to chase after his car, but in vain.

"Arifa, this is my father! Please stop talking!" Shouted Fauzi while wanting to grab the car but it was useless.

The towering iron fence was tightly closed, so Fauzi's efforts were useless to chase the black sedan car.