She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 30

Who can guess the story of his life. No one will be able to know how the line of his hand will lead him to the right or left.

The direction immediately wiped the corner of his lips with a tissue," ready to be born Pak bathin we go to campus," he chanted Arifah who stood up while reaching for his handbag that was chocolate milk coffee.

Life must continue, hard happy happy happy happy has become a natural thing to happen in someone's life. But, sometimes one forgets the land if it has obtained the great pleasure that God the Creator has given to every human being

Psychiatricians immediately took turns to examine the two suspects, Aura Adiva Lukman with Fauzi As'ad Anwar.

The doctor looked at each other when it was his turn Aura to be examined. They looked at each other with hard to understand views.

"How has any doctor managed to obtain results from mental health examinations and both patients?" Ask Mr. Deni the police captain who has since followed up to the local RSJ to conduct an examination of Aura and Fauzi.

Aura occasionally glanced at the police and the soul-specific doctor with her hopeful eyes for this plan to succeed until it was free from the legal entanglement they had to live with.

"We speak outside the Captain," added doctor Asyifa Latief Khan, a young doctor of Indian Pakistani Indonesian descent.

"Any doctor Syifa," concluded Captain Doni.

They had already arrived at the special room to discuss and discuss the conditions of Fauzi and Aura. The police were shocked to hear the words of the doctor Ashifa.

"What's the truth you said doctor!?" Ask kap. Doni just to make sure.

"That's right and I can't possibly be mistaken sir if only Fauzi had suffered a heavy defression and was hit and shocked ahead of this incident, while his wife who turned out to be a suspect was also only acting and pretending to be stressed while his mental and psychiatric condition was very normal and there were no problems whatsoever on him," said Dr. Ashifa at length.

"Then thank you very much for the help and cooperation of the Doctor,"

"Together Sir,"

Several policemen immediately walked back to the examination room to take Aura to the women's prison.

"Quickly escort Aura Adifa to the holding cell, the suspect has tried to trick and deceive all of us with his extraordinary acting lies in order to be free from the entanglement of the law," captain Doni insisted on his subordinate.

The aura that heard his name called immediately attempted to revolt.

"I'm a crazy person, I should be treated here instead of in prison" he shouted Aura who started acting crazy.

Mr. Doni and his team just laughed back and forth hearing the words of Aura.

"Where is a madman who says he's crazy, you liar! so if lying is perfect do not get caught by us from the police," he said Deni.

"Please let me go Sir, please have mercy on me sir don't take me to jail I'm afraid to stay there" whined Aura who had behaved like a child.

The aura of both hands was already cuffed, with great difficulty Aura tried to rebel and escape from the entanglement of the law, but her efforts were in vain. The police brought Aura back to the female rutan.

"Mr Aura stop acting because whatever you say, the punishment for your crimes goes on!" Be firm, the policeman.

While Fauzi is quite concerned about the health condition of the soul and body. Fauzi kept shouting calling his name Arifah.

"Arifah Azizah Oktarani Zainul forgive father Nak, father does not intend to kill the child in your womb, I beg my pardon my wife," cried Fauzi who kept shouting repeatedly with such words.

Doctor Asyifa Latief Khan wiped away the tears that were dripping down her cheeks. He did not expect if, the man who had made him fall in love with the fact that his life ended tragically that must live as a resident of a mental hospital.

"Mas Fauzi, I did not expect Mas's life to be like this when as far as I know Abang Zainul's business is successful Mas manage it well, why should it end like this, I am quite sad to see the condition of the mas, I am very sad, but I promise I will help Mas Fauzi get a full recovery soon" murmured Dr. Shifa.

One year later…

In London UK England…

A beautiful young woman at the age of twenty-one years today is experiencing anxiety and doubt. Directions get acquaintances and friends vent through social networking social networking friendship.

Yesterday was precisely Sunday they had promised to meet, but one and another thing that made him must not be present. Arifah walked back and forth in his room.

"Surely he did not want to see me today because, yesterday I had unilaterally canceled our appointment, did I cancel it? But if it is noticed cancel it often thinks I am a woman who likes to lie and break promises instead," his great-grandson Arifah who is confused about what to do it.

"If I think Non just go there, pity his friend youh already two days failed to mulu kemulunya, even if he had gone home it was Allah's most important will SWT Non Arifa had to go there to meet him," proposes Bu Hamidah who helped chimed in his careless attitude Arifah Young Miss.

"Alright then I walk first well Bi, assalamualaikum," said Arifah who said goodbye to Aunt Hamida.

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wa barakatuh, be careful on the path of Non," said Bu Hamidah who slightly shouted because the Arifa was getting away from where he stood.

The direction today happened to not have a lecture schedule on his campus so it was easy to meet the Man who had promised to meet him a day ago.

"Hopefully he hasn't left the cafe, Mr. F who exactly are you, why make me more curious we've been more than a year acquaintance, mutual confide but I've never seen your face, was he really a man or was he a woman disguised as Mr. F," his great-grandson Arifah while driving his car at medium speed only.

It only took about twenty minutes, he had arrived in front of the cafe where he met with pen pals through his social network. They have never spoken directly only through the email chat they share with each other. The direction runs towards the table which has been confirmed number in accordance with his wishes Mr. F.

With his feet quite heavy he stepped out, Arifah was struck by anxiety and doubt. Somehow the feeling of groggy, nervous, wrong behavior came to haunt his heart and mind.

Until his footsteps led him to the front of the table number 21 and had sat a man wearing an ivory white hat enjoying the food and drinks presented in front of him while playing his gadget.

"Sorry what are you Mr. F?" Ask the direction of increasingly wrong behavior and panic if the man who crossed his mind and mind did not match his expectations.

The man who called Mr. F immediately turned his face toward the source of the voice by revealing his wide and distinctive smile to his presence. While the direction who saw the face of the man was really surprised to see who the man who owns the pseudonym Mr. F that.

"Abang Dawn Arthur Prayoga" said the Arifah who did not think at all if the man was his old acquaintance while in Indonesia.