She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

She's My Husband Not My Foster Father
Chapters. 41



"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.


His body fell into a clumsy silence and was completely unexpected, when he saw who the tall man was sturdy by wearing a thick dark blue jacket with a white hat covering part of his head sal in line with his clothes wrapped around his neck.


"Arthur Prayoga's Dawn" his great-grandson, Arifah.


Dawn must pretend also does not recognize the direction of his chat friends in recent months. Initially, Dawn did not know if the owner of the Mrs account. A is the direction, but because it was curious he finally deployed his trusted assistant, Faruk Datuk Kahfi to investigate who the owner of the Instagram account was.


How happy after he found out if, Arifah is a woman who for several weeks had made friends with him through his social network. Dawn immediately stood up and pulled the chair for the Direction to sit down immediately.


"I'm sorry I just came because it was raining, so it's a bit late here" said Arifah who covered the reality when he was worried and hesitant to come to the place to meet with Fajar.


"It's okay if I am also new nyampe," he said Dawn who lied when it was more than an hour he waited for the arrival of Arifah man whose face was similar to Zayn Malik's.


"What message do you want?" Ask Fajar whose eyes continue to be fixed on the wrong direction of behavior because it continues to be stared intensely by Dawn.


"I have eaten, if I can just warm cappucino," said Arifah.


Dawn immediately called the waiter to order the drink desired by the Arifah. Dawn was really fascinated to see the appearance of the Arifa.


By wearing a pink-shoft fur-patterned jacket around the monkey jacket, white jeans and combined with a pink siffon pashmina hijab motif further enhance the appearance of women who have just even 21 years today.


One week of his arrival in London Arifah Azizah Oktarani Zainul decided to wear hijab in his daily life. He attempted to Istikomah by his own choice without any coercion from others.


"You are very beautiful wearing a hijab," his massage Dawn who to the points without hesitation immediately praised the beauty of the woman who was able to always vibrate her heart.


The direction choked on his coffee drink until it coughed and gushed out about the face of Dawn. Arifah instead of helping to clean up the traces of coffee on his face Dawn or apologize even laugh out loud at the face of Dawn that was blackened.


"Haha!" His laughter sounded from his tiny lips that made Dawn become wrong behavior made.


"My face is ugly, right? That's why you laugh like that" said Fajar who immediately grabbed his phone and checked his face.


Dawn was surprised to see his face that had looked chaotic, the traces of coffee water from his lips Arifah formed almost like a mustache and his nose was full of the rest of the coffee scars.


Directions immediately took a wet tissue from his bag, he without cue immediately cleaned his entire face Dawn until shiny and glowing like never before.


"God willing, his face Mas Fajar was clean really, any mention of his face Mas will not reduce the slightest degree of good looks Mas Dawn," he added Arifah while still cleaning the remnants even though it was shiny.


Dawn touched his hand Arifah," thank you very much has helped me to clean it, even though the plan I do not want to clean it let it clean itself exposed to the wind and splashing rain water," said Fajar.


"What are you planning to rain!?"


"If you don't mind, I want to rain with you" said Fajar, smiling happily.


The direction was about to pull his hand from the grasp of Dawn, but it was immediately prevented by Dawn.


The look on his face is blushing like a ripe tomato. Arifah did not expect if it would be treated like this until he became misbehaved and embarrassed because of the large number of cafe visitors that afternoon.


"Can you go to the movies to see a new movie premiere today?" Hope Dawn.


"Watch the movie!?" He said, Hysterical direction and happy to hear the offer to watch together.


"Yes of course... would you like to accompany me?" Ask again, Dawn.


"Of course I agree to use very much to accompany Mas Fajar," he said exaitik while rising from his seat while pulling his hand Fajar to walk towards the outside of the cafe.


Dawn just smiled treated like that by the woman he loved since approximately one year ago who was still the wife of the series from Fauzi As'ad Anwar his adoptive father.


The direction turns his head towards the back, "What's going to the mall with my car or Mas Fajar's car?" Ask the direction that stopped his steps for a while.


"We only use your car because, in London, I have no new car knowledge coming to set foot here because," he said.


"Yes well, then just use my car, but I drive well Mas," he suggested Arifah.


"No problem, if I drive the car instead of us reaching the Mall instead of just looking for a road ends up rough, do you want it like that?"


"No Mas, make tired to know if you have to be rude," he looked Arifah who smiled again showed a row of white and neatly arranged teeth.


"What about his work in Jakarta, smoothly right?" Ask the direction that is just making small talk.


"Thank God everything is smooth, my mind has never ranting again, as long as he met a very beautiful woman who is kind and kind so that the work gets smoother without our boss's babble," obviously Dawn.


"Woooo is amazing, the woman is very lucky because her nature and behavior is able to change a jutek and arrogant man to be friendly and kind and caring about the surrounding," he concluded Arifah.


Dawn stared intensely at the direction, "Yes the man was lucky to meet a girl as good as him, even the man became selfish not wanting to see his woman smile at another man and also close to the man she was completely unfamiliar with," he explained that the real Dawn revealed about his feelings and what he experienced.


"His husband is very dear if it's like that Mas, so want to meet and get acquainted even if I can also really want to get a man like that," he added Arifah with his hands and eyes still focused on staring at the highway he passed under the rain that afternoon.


"You will definitely meet a man with a character like that soon, I pray you soon have a lover, he said you are always lonely on weekends right?" Guess Fajar who still remembers some of his chating along with Arifah before they met.


"Love, my heart is frozen and has no intention in the near future to be in a relationship with any man" he said.


"If my husband is what?" Dawns.


Directions immediately stared intently at Dawn," let alone the husband, I was still traumatized by my ex-husband, what Mas forgot if I was a widow at the age of 21 years old," he said Arifah.


Dawn smiled meaningfully, "I will treat and cover up to remove that trauma from your life" he said.


A few minutes later, the car driven by Arifah has arrived at the largest and most complete Mall in the UK. Arifah again walked towards the inside of the Mall by holding his hand Dawn with full possessiveness like a brother to his sister who protected him well.