The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Halfheartedly

Angga looked at the puzzled doctor who only responded to his question with a smile. While Amalia pulled the end of her husband's shirt, giving the code so that her husband did not ask too much.

"Pak Angga calm down first, sorry if what I will say makes you disappointed." The doctor's words immediately changed the look on the face of the man wearing the light blue shirt to anxiety.

"What's? What happened to my wife, doc?" ask the man impatiently.

"The father's wife's situation is fine. Just.." The young doctor's words came to a halt for a moment, there was little doubt on him to tell the truth.

"What's all, doc? Don't you worry me?" Angga really can't wait to hear what's going on with his wife. The man even looked anxious when the doctor was not quick to tell him the truth.

"Darling, calm down. No emotions!" The woman beside him reminded Angga not to get carried away by emotions. Seeing that, the doctor who handled Amalia did not hesitate to say it.

"The wife is just exhausted. Father's wife is not pregnant. And the problem of being late comes the moon, it is common for all women. Just wait, one or two today. If the mother does not get her period, the mother can do a re-examination," explained the doctor a little make Angga to be relieved. But it can not be denied, the man was a little disappointed because his wife could not get pregnant again.

"I'm sorry, honey. I haven't been able to make your wish come true" Amalia told her husband, knowing he must be very disappointed. Because indeed Angga really hopes to give a sister for his eldest child.

"Mother, Azka doesn't have a sister, dong!" Not only did her husband feel disappointed to hear the news, but his son was the same. Amalia shook her head and looked at her son's face.

Know your mom and dad are sad. Azka immediately gave encouragement to her parents.

"Mother, Dad. Don't be sad, yeah! There will be Azka who loves Daddy, Mother." The boy then spread out his hands to ask in his parents' arms. Angga and Amelia looked at each other, after which welcomed the embrace of her baby.

"Thank you, baby. Forgive us, yes! I can't give Azka my sister." Seeing the moving events in front of him. Makes the doctor smile warmly at the small outgoing harmony.

The three of them let go of each other's embrace. After that, he returned with the doctor who treated Amalia.

"I've made a vitamin recipe for my mom. And I also want to give advice to you, do not invite too often to get in touch with his wife. Hehehehe. Therefore, Ms. Amalia looks pale and vomiting" the doctor said. The husband and wife's face turned red.

How not, Angga is very excited about having sex with his wife. It could be twice a night, even more. It is also done every day. Amalia can only take time off while menstruating. Otherwise, her husband did not forgive her.

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They also arrived at the Dwi sir's house. The house that has been six months is not in touch by Angga. The house is still the same. It's just that, ornamental plants that are often treated by Bu Sundari look unkempt. Many more, or dead. Angga brought his wife and son to go inside. When Angga wanted to press the bell, the door was already open.

A middle-aged man stood tall in that doorway. Angga can clearly see his papa looks thin from the last time he saw. Angga looked at his father's face, the same as Mr. Dwi. He doesn't believe what he sees now. The figure he had been looking for for these six months was before him.

"You're back, son!" exclaim Mr. Dwi with a heavy voice. Angga immediately approached his papa and hugged the body of the man he faced.

"Sorry Angga, Pa!" They miss each other. A moment later his gaze turned to a woman holding her son. While Amalia smiled kindly at her in-laws, as their eyes met each other. Mr. Dwi then released his embrace, and turned closer to Amalia.

"Ama-lia, you.." Mr. Dwi pointed at Amalia, making the woman no longer dare to stick her face again towards her in-laws. "He, who?" Then Mr. Dwi pointed to the boy who was taken by his mother.

"He's Angga's son, on!" angga Sahut.

"So you! All this time living together?" Pak Dwi pointed at Angga then pointed at Amalia.

They then went inside. Angga was a little relieved because his papa did not expel his wife. Mr. Dwi then called his wife in the room to inform her that her son had returned home. Hearing that, Ms. Renata was very enthusiastic to meet Angga. He went straight to the living room. After seeing her son, Bu Renata and Angga hugged each other. Same with what was done by Mr. Dwi earlier. Ms. Renata was shocked when she heard her son was married. But he was happy to hear that.

"Oh, so this is my daughter-in-law pretty," she said, hugging Amalia. Amalia did not expect that Ms. Renata received her well. After hugging Amalia. The middle-aged woman, looked at the allegedly cute figure beside her daughter-in-law.

"Hello, Grandma!" greet Azka to the woman, immediately Miss Renata hugged her granddaughter.

"My granddaughter, you're so funny, anyway!" Satisfied with hugging his granddaughter Bu Renata then sat next to Mr. Dwi. Don't forget to take her grandson.

"Why have you just come, after you've been here for the past six months?" ask Mr. Dwi to interrogate his son.

"People are afraid that Papa has not yet approved of our relationship" Angga replied.

"How could you possibly know that papa doesn't approve of you. While you disappear without a trace," said Mr. Dwi slightly raised his tone.

"Pa, don't be scolded by her son anymore." Ms. Renata warned her husband not to be emotional about his son.

"Sorry, pa. Thank you, pa! Papa's been willing to approve Angga's relationship with Amalia." Mr. Dwi just silently did not respond to Angga's remarks.

It seems that Mr. Dwi has not fully accepted Amelia as his daughter-in-law. But because of the persuasion from his wife, he must be willing to accept the woman to be his son-in-law.

"Darling, you guys just stay here!" said Ms. Renata who was so close to her granddaughter.

"Sorry Ma, Angga has bought a house in the Bogor area. Sorry, if Angga can not obey the will of mama," said Angga. Hearing that, Ms. Renata became sad. They had just met, and now they had to separate again.

The Maghrib Adhan. Angga took his son and wife into his room. To perform the prayers of magrib. The room still looks the same, the last time Angga left. There was just a little different from the room. Photos of Angga from Angga is still a baby until he's the latest adult stick on the wall.

"Dad, whose picture is that?" Azka pointed to a picture of a little boy carrying a ball.

"That's Dad when I was a kid" Angga replied.

Amalia approached a photo of two men whose ages were not much different. One of them, he was very familiar. But, the other one. He never knew it. It was as if he had met the man in the photo.

"Darling, who is this?" Angga approached his wife. Looking at the photo that Amalia pointed to. Angga answered Amalia's question.

"That's my sister, baby." Amalia then looked at her husband's face.

"Sister? You never told me about it like I did, baby!"

"Sorry baby, he's dead."

To be continued