She's My Husband Not My Foster Father

Chapters. 8

The direction is standing in front of the makeup mirror," until when like this continues, why am I also not pregnant, too, he said out there a lot of women who only once or twice they are positive while I'm not diligent too, do I have to check my health condition to the doctor alone while consulting so well," muttered Arifah who was staring at the reflection of herself in the mirror.

Relationships like that continue almost every day they lakoni. Until as if their relationship is difficult to separate, but Fauzi As'ad Anwar can not decide the engagement plan is only one-sided without a clear and reasonable reason.

The forbidden relationship is established in secret without anyone knowing their relationship other than his youngest brother Faiz Akhsan Khaerul who knows for sure and clearly their relationship.

One month later, Arifah today intends to leave for his campus. But his body is not as fit as before. His head felt dizzy, just getting up to sit was very difficult for him to do. No appetite until the pain of his heart he felt.

"What's the direction not to go down to breakfast with us?" Ask Alifah Arsana who was wailing looking for the existence of the adopted son of his eldest brother.

Faiz Aksan and Fahmi Idris stared at Fauzi As'ad Anwar his elder brother. Fauzi stopped his activity so that the spoon and fork hung in front of his lips.

"Abang also do not know because, usually at this hour has woken up if there is a lecture clock, aunt Sumi please check in her room Non-Direction what happened to her so that she forgot her morning breakfast," it was Fauzi's orders who continued eating it.

"What is the direction of pain? Because it's not usually like this" guessed Fahmi Idris.

"Don't come from nebak, you hunt for food what don't want to go to the office?" Faiz stared intently at his sister.

Fahmi just shrugged his shoulders a sign won't talk anymore," I know what you guys are doing, equally daring to do but, not daring to state the truth in front of others, lick."

"Okay sir, I'll check on Non Young's condition" Aunt Sumi replied.

But, just a step on her foot to climb the steps of the stairs, Ms. Sumi immediately stopped because, Arifah already appeared to be the trunk of her nose.

"Eehh Non Muda, Mr. Big Fauzi nyariin Nona," added Bi Sumi, his most loyal and longest-serving domestic assistant, in the Anwar Sahid Ibrahim family.

"What's the matter though looking for me, my father's really looking for me, what's because he has finished his wedding plans, so he has free time to ask me about it," he said Arifah.

Fauzi stared intensely at his adopted son and his secret lover as well as his affair.

"Is there anything wrong with a father asking his daughter? I think it's only natural" Fauzi added.

Directions immediately clapped to hear the words of Fauzi the man he loved so much," hahaha, it's incredible that there's absolutely nothing wrong with my foster father if, if, for example, he, you're my real father but you're only the adopted brother of my late parents, so don't pretend to forget our true status, I'd love to hear it if the honorable Mr. Fauzi reminds me of my true status in my own home" said Azizah Oktarani Zainul.

The direction staggered outwards, he did not touch the cries and words of everyone in front of the table.

"Arifa stop! Please listen to me!" Fauzi.

Alifah immediately walked out to prevent his brother so that his emotions fauzi immediately subsided. Because if, no, it will cause a commotion so as to make everyone will know what is happening in his house which is usually just asem-asem.

"Abang stop! Don't be like this do not need to pursue the direction I'm very familiar with the character, I'm sure if it's calm he must go home," he persuaded Alifah Arsana Khaerul his third brother Fauzi different father.

Alifah, Faiz and Fauzi were both silent and silent in a thousand languages. They were busy thinking right wrong what Fahmi said.

"I'd better get to my girl's boarding house before leaving for the office, still have a lot of time," murmured Fahmi Idris who is ready to make an approach to the woman he had already snatched his first kiss.

The direction continues to drive the car to a park. He touched his head to the steering wheel of his car.

"Damn!! Why have I been with her and had that relationship for two months without any safety, but why am I not pregnant yet!" Jerit Arifah in his car while hitting the steering wheel of his car.

This morning's direction felt an oddity in the condition of his body. She was happy because she thought she was pregnant and it was the right way to force her adoptive father to marry her.

"I've gone through various ways to make me pregnant, but today instead of being pregnant I instead came a monthly guest, even though there are three weeks left father will marry Aqila Sera Syamil Wijaya, and I will marry her, the way given by Ariestya Fathia Lubis with Fatir Muhammad Iqbal, but all failed when there are friends who said only once to be a very good tokcer, but I was not just once or twice but many times even our relationship was like a legitimate husband and wife," her inner direction screamed not accept with her circumstances.

The direction has been tested repeatedly until almost all brands of testpack he bought to wear but, the negative result is always a line one. Until the time of prayer isya Arifah just returned to his home. Without speaking a word, he went into the kitchen to fill his middle village whose stomach was already screaming to be filled with food.

Arifah met some people, but did not bother or greet the person he was with. Arifah intends to throw away the waste of food that he did not eat.

"Why the cuisine Mbak Siti does not taste good well the day feels bland and does not use the slightest flavor as well," he said Arifah.

His feet pressed down on the bottom of the trash can until some garbage splashed onto the floor.

"Well, why doesn't the trash come in and go out again," ketusnya Arifah who began to want to pick up one by one the garbage until his hands accidentally touch the pocket of crackle in which there is a testpack that reads the description of the line two positive.

The direction of squatting in front of the trash can then pick up the object, "this is a pregnancy test, who has it and the results are also positive, too, aahh the fool with whose owner is the most important I can use to force my father to marry me other matters later, the most important thing is that my father married me even if only serial marriage," the great-grandson of the direction who got a good idea and a fresh breeze for the development of the relationship between the two.

Arifah immediately ran to the second floor where his room was, but instead he intended to go to his room but instead to his foster father's work room. The direction did not tire-boss smiled happily, because it had the right tactics and the ultimate weapon to trap his adoptive father.

"What father is inside?" He asked Arifah while circulating his gaze around his private room Fauzi.

Until the corner of his lips lifted up because he was happy to see his adoptive father sitting in front of his laptop.

"Dad hicks.hiks…"

The sound of his cry Arifah was so clearly heard that his sense of hearing was Fauzi. Fauzi immediately stood up from his seat immediately scattering hugging the body of his dark lover.

"That father's daughter what happened to you son?' Ask Fauzi who already seemed worried about his adopted son.

The direction of forcing her tears to drip so that it looks like her crying is natural, "I'm pregnant with my father's child" said Arifah who increasingly hardened her crying voice.

Jedar.. ketar ketir feelings Fauzi, like a lightning bolt in broad daylight news of pregnancy facts Arifa very surprised him and what he wanted so far succeeded as well.