The Second Wife

Part 138Alisha Yasmine And Alisia Yasmine

In one car, it contains three humans. They are on their way to Jakarta. Straight to the hospital where Alifa and her two babies are.

Taqa who was now sitting in the back just kept looking out the window. Really, he actually did not want to come, but at home there was no one. Even until the Sufi mother came to Jakarta.

Whether there was anything with everyone, until now this went to all of Jakarta, there was not a single thing left in Yasmine's house.

"Mas, thank you, yes" Yasmine said sincerely.

Arya turned to his wife a few hours ago. The man smiled sweetly, "thank you for what?" ask her back.

"To be willing to accept myself for who I am" Yasmine said.

Arya rubbed Yasmine's head covered in a headscarf, "sama-sama. Thank you for accepting me like this, having nothing" he said.

"What the hell," the woman sulked.

Arya laughed, then noticed Taqa from the rearview mirror in the car. "Taqa, why, son?" tanyakanya.

"I don't want to come, Dad," replied the handsome boy.

Arya smiled, making Yasmine turn towards the child. "Of course Taqa wants to be home alone, Grandma Sufi only come along" said the man.

"I don't want to see Alfin's dad, Dad. He doesn't love me" Taqa explained in an annoyed tone.

"It can't be like that dong, Qa. No matter what Arya's father, Taqa's biological father is still alfin's father" Arya explained.

Taqa breathed a rough breath, then shifted his seat to the middle, leaning forward, where there were two beloved humans.

"But, later there I will not separate from Dad, yes," said the boy again.

Yasmine who was now looking at the child just smiled, then pinched the child's nose slowly. "But later, you want yes ... look at your sisters," he said.

Taqa shook his head, "not sister, ma'am. Sorry," he said.

Yasmine exhaled a rough breath, until it made Arya turn her head. The man smiled, "patience Yas, I'll tell you slowly. In Syaa Allaah, she would understand the passage of time often," said Yasmine's new husband.

Yasmine nodded, "yes. Mmm, Mas Arya may not call me 'take'," he said.

"That's all," Arya turned her head. "What do you want to call him?" sis asked.

"Clear, the important thing is not mbak," Yasmine smiled towards the handsome looking man.

"Taqa," called Arya to the handsome boy. "What do you call mom by what name?" ask her to the son. To get rid of the boredom of that handsome boy.

"Mmm, what's up?" ask Taqa back while holding his chin, as if thinking hard. "Her mother, just like me," Taqa continued.

Arya smiled at a glance, "if dad calls mom, it means mom calls him also should not 'mas' dong, but dad. How's it?" the man then asked the woman who was still loyal to smile at him and the child.

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A sad cry rang out in the hospital hallway, right in front of the room that did not allow just anyone to enter.

Rawiah's mom, hugging mom Widia. Giving a gentle swipe of the back of the friend so that just a little can calm down, while two middle-aged men can only sit with a sad face.

While the Sufi mother, she can only come to rub the woman who is very sad because the child is not aware. Yesterday, suddenly Alifa broke the membranes, even though the schedule of surgery is still two weeks away. Finally, it was forced to take two baby girls, each weighing 1500 grams. Both are in a special room for the baby.

Besides them, Taqa and his father are looking at a cute baby from the window. Watching one tiny hand coming out of the bed move, reaching for whatever is there.

And ... Yasmine was sitting next to the bed. Her tears not only flowed, they flowed. His lips were tightly clenched to find the pale face of the friend. Various tools attached to the small body of the woman.

It felt like Yasmine was eager to scream waking up the woman who had always been there for her.

"Lif, let's get up .. don't you want to see your children" he said half-whispering.

"Lisha and Lisi" Yasmine said. "A funny name, why did you give me my name at the end of their name lif?" ask her to the woman who is still silent with some tools on her body.

Although not getting any answers, or just a response from the friend. He continued to speak, hoping that the pale-faced woman would come to her senses.

"Mama said, you've been getting names for your two kids for a long time, is that right?" ask Yasmine again and again.

"Mama also said, if you give Yasmine's name behind Lisha and Lisi's name because you want to, both of them are as cheerful as I am."

"Haha," Yasmine laughed discordantly. "Don't be like me, because in reality ..my cherry holds a wound, my happiness covers a pain," he said.

"I still want to, they're like your good self, not as good at lying as I am. I'm a Lif liar, I'm most good at lying to my own heart, to the point of leaving love for a sense of security and comfort" he seemed oblivious to saying everything.

"Ah, stop. I'm sure you heard all this, so I beg Lif, wake up. Don't worry your husband, he's still praying for you there, going back and forth to your son's room to see how the twins are progressing."

"Come on Lif, wake up. I want to tell you, if now I am so happy, I have such a good husband. From the beginning, he's been very considerate of me, hopefully he'll be my last husband huh, Lif."

"Mas Arya is really good, you should know. If my relationship this time makes me happy. You should also pray for me, may this be my last marriage. So that I could easily come to your house with my husband and son, without the frills of bad taste."

"Wake up, Lif, wake up ...," Yasmine covered her face with two palms. Crying sadly, it was heartless to find the tiny body of the friend lying unconscious.

To where the gentle swipe on his back he felt, he then opened his palm and looked up. "Mas" she said to her husband, who was smiling at her.

"Patience, don't cry here" said Arya.

Yeah, Arya came into that room. He could not bear to see his wife from outside the glass, her back shook with tears. To make him reckless to go in order to calm Yasmine's feelings.

Arya even directly carried Yasmine into her arms, rubbing her head which was now right in front of her stomach. "Patience, Ma'am .. don't be too sad like this, we just pray Ms. Alifa yes, let's quickly realize" he said.

"Come to Allaah" continued the handsome man who is now being noticed by someone with a smile and a nod of the head.