The Second Wife

Part 130 # Two Friends

"How does it feel, it must be hard, where is so great gini," Yasmine's hand still rubbed Alifa's big belly.

Both are now sitting in the back garden. Overlooking a fish pond that Ilyas' father had recently created. Understandably, the older he feels the more bored there is no activity at home. As for the office is no longer allowed by the son, even now the control of the office is in the hands of the first child.

Play with grandchildren can not, his grandson far there with his son bontot. So, yes that was the bustle of the middle-aged man, caring for fish.

Back to Alifa and Yasmine. The pregnant woman smiled. "It felt so good, the beginning of me until I got sick Yas, because I couldn't eat at all" he told the friend.

"Yes Allaah, so sorry, I didn't even realize I was pregnant" Yasmine said.

"Yes, obviously, the person who had morning sickness Mas Alf-" the answer from Alifa stopped, along with a swipe of yasmine's hand on her stomach.

Both of them smiled wryly, "yes. You should have been that too. Just let Al feel, you don't" Yasmine said.

"Because it feels like you're bigger, Yas" Alifa said.

Yasmine then turned her body, looking towards the garden. Exhaling a rough breath and smiling wryly. "The feeling he has is just as great, whether it's me or you, and it's just a long time ago. Now that seven years have passed, I will even start my race back with someone else. What I hope is that I can accept myself and my son as they are."

"But, until now the taste is still there, Yas. Netra you can't lie" Alifa said again.

Yasmine laughed softly, "already. The eyes cannot lie, but the heart can be told. Therefore, I will order my heart to try to find happiness with new people, not new either. He also knew her for a long time" she said.

"May be your final mate, Yas" said Alifa.

"Aamiin, I hope so too. Knows for yourself. We are already getting old, almost four heads old" Yasmine turned to her best friend and laughed at the end of her sentence.

"And I was just pregnant" Alifa added.

"Allhamdulillah dong." Yasmine hugged her best friend.

"Yes, you're right." Alifa returned a warm embrace that she had not received for a long time.

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Meanwhile, in the family room.

I was talking to Arya. While Alfin was accompanying the child who was fun playing with his grandmother. The man was trying to get closer to the handsome boy, although he still found it difficult, because suddenly the child did not want to be with him. Even the call 'father' only once he heard, at that time.

Arya smiled, "Father knows once," he said.

"Alright, look Mr. Ilyas .. my arrival to the luxurious house of the Father, first for hospitality, second for blessing, asking for the father's son, more precisely asking for permission, and more, to edit Ms. Yasmine for me to make someone as special as me" said the man. The middle-aged man smiled and nodded his head.

"But I'm nobody sir. Only a man with the status of a widower, of course you know, if I am unemployed," continued Arya.

"In Shaa Allaah, if it is allowed I want to make the father's daughter happy with the affection that I can give, to be a father to the grandson of the Father who is very handsome, yes ... even though I know, with my father and mother, I can definitely make Mbak Yas and Taqa happy" said Arya again.

Ilyas' father laughed, then he smacked the soft shoulder of the man who wanted to marry his son. "So, like this yes .. it feels like when our daughters are asked by someone," he said.

"What's wrong, son. Dad really feels good. Please be happy for him, and do not measure us by wealth. Because actually every human being is rich, here," said Ilyas' father, pointing to his chest.

"So, thank you sir, my proposal?" ask Arya to make sure.

"Clearly, Aryan boy. I'm sure if you've been brought here, it means between Yasmine and you've spoken. It's obviously just for stability" said Ilyas' father.

"Sir, I and Ms. Yas have spoken to each other" Arya confirmed.

"Alhamdulillah if so, Father and mother clearly agree, as well as his brother, who often chat if you meet it," said the father.

"Yes, I get it. Plong already tastes sir. If it's like this, then my mother and I will stay here" said Arya again.

"Oh, there's no need. Poor distance. We'll set everything up later at Yasmine's house. We're negotiating there, when is the agreement," said the father steady.

"Yes Allaah, thank you sir," Arya kissed the back of Ilyas' father's hand.

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His heart pounded, his intention he went in to get the toy he bought for the child. However, he instead had to stay in place in order to listen to what two men were saying who were talking seriously.

His lips smiled cynically, this has been a very long time but it felt like he was still unwilling. God, the love he has is not easy to forget. Although he is happy to welcome the arrival of the second and third children, but it cannot be denied if his maruk taste is still there.

Yeah, just tell me he's greedy. Because, in reality, that's what he felt. He still wants both. Although every day he always tried to forget everything by increasingly making the wife who is now the only one to be very comfortable. But .. ah, no need to think now. He should be able to see the mother of his first child is happy, do not want to be happy alone.

Alfin nodded his head, "alright .. congratulations, you can forget the taste that once existed. May the soul mate to heaven. I'm sorry, if my heart still feels the same way, even if it's been a long time" the man said in an inaudible voice. It was a murmur that only reached his ears.