Twice Married

Twice Married
Trying to get you back



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As two weeks passed, Ibra remained in her decision to heat up Fatih's heart to be jealous of her. He just wanted to wait for Fatih to speak out to cancel his intention of divorce and to go back to sleep in one room with him.


Different things are captured by Fatih, he feels Ibra is just playing with his feelings. Just want to feel his body with capital love at the beginning. The more Ibra continued to make Fatih jealous, at that time Fatih was steady to divorce Ibra.


Somehow it had been two days that Fatih felt his body was not good, he so often woke up during the day and did not make breakfast for her husband.


"Hmmm.." Fatih blinked his two eyes which were still vague, he confirmed his vision and his energy to recover after waking up from his sleep.


Then


Both of his nose again digested the smell that was now being spread and pierced.


"Cuisine scented?? Oh my God, 7 o'clock!!" He was more and more excited when he saw the clockwise direction at this time.


"Am I late! Not making breakfast yet! Not showered! There's a meeting!!" He got out of bed, but before opening the door.


He felt something he wanted to get out of his throat, his stomach was instantly nauseous. He opened the door to run to the kitchen sink to spill his guts this morning.


"You haven't had a bath, Fat?" tanya Ibra who was laying an omelet on top of Fatih fried rice. He was already dashing with his office shirt, he thought Fatih was up and ready to go to work.


Ibra did wake up early because he saw the dining table was empty so he was inspired to make breakfast together.


Fatih did not heed her husband's call, she continued to spit out clear liquid from her mouth.


Ibra approached and pressed the nape of the wife so that she could help him to release all the nausea that was lodged.


"You got in the wind? Want me to scrape, Fat?"


Fatih shook her head, scooping the water she held on her hands to gargle and clean her mouth and face.


"Let's sit down, you eat first!" Ibra took his wife's hand to sit at the table.


Fatih was intrigued to see her husband cooking for her.


"Let's drink!" Ibra offered water to Fatih.


But before the glass was reached, Fatih held her stomach again and walked quickly towards the sink. He spewed out his stomach again.


Ibra swiftly returned to help his wife who was not feeling well.


"We went to the doctor? I think you're sick." Ibra said, he continued to massage the nape and shoulders of Fatih.


"Not Mas. I'm late today, at 9 I have a meeting with a client. I'm gonna take a shower, Mom!" Fatih released Ibra's hand which was still leaning on her shoulder. He also walked to the bathroom.


Ibra could only sit back and enjoy her breakfast because she had to go to the office.


Shortly after, he finished his breakfast. He walked over to knock on the bathroom door. Fatih had not finished cleaning herself.


"Are you okay, Fat?" Ibra asked again to hear Fatih vomiting.


"Yes Mas-" replied Fatih with the sound of water from the shower.


"Yes, you have breakfast first, I go to the office!"


"Yes, it's."


Ibra continued to go to work even though his heart continued to think about Fatih's condition. He was not calm because he left his wife in pain. But still the violence of Fatih's head became one of the big walls for their relationship.


"Mas Ibra is still paying attention to me? Is that a sign that he still loves?" Fatih looked at herself in the mirror with a towel wrapped around her body.


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"Where's your wife, Bra? Is there any progress?" Ask Damar.


"Just like this, he still doesn't want to be honest if he's jealous of me and Ayu!"


"Hemm.welcome soon you will bear the status of widower back--" Damar scabbed amusedly.


"Don't help me even the real doain!!" Decak Ibra lazy.


"Well, Fatih is stubborn, right? It's been two weeks that my wife helped you, stay, Bra. There is no result! Fatih kept herself shut from lo, didn't she??"


Indeed what was said by Damar no one missed, all true.


"Et but, I still have an idea for you and Fatih. Maybe this is a bit more extreme and Fatih will be furious, well that's when you can ask how his heart is the same, Bra!"


"What idea? Let's clear----"


Ibra's face returned. Damar finally explained how the mission after this, Ibra looked a little frowned then thought long and finally agreed.


"Weight is this, but I agree. Let Fatih be able to decide her decision faster!"


"Gue doain, hope you succeed."


"Makasi Dam, you are my best friend!"


"Oh yeah, you're still taking that sedative Bra?"


"Now it's rare Dam, I'll drink when the nightmares about the accident come back. I still haven't been able to completely stop being off the drugs."


"How much does Fatih keep? She's still taking her sedatives, too?"


"I still keep his tranquilizer and during the house I never see him again taking the medicine, but I also do not know if behind me he still redeemed the drugs what not."


"Actually with this marriage of yours, keep you both away from psychiatric drugs. With the love between you and the desire to start a household, I'm sure your traumas are the same Fatih, will surely be destroyed!"


"But looking at Fatih's attitude that doesn't change, I feel like it's all going to be nil, Dam!" Ibra rubbed her face violently, she was so riled up and restless.


"Keep trying and praying, I'm sure your soul mate is not far away. Just Fatih---"


"Aamiin Dam, make a lot of money for all your help during this time."


"Together, Bra," Damar continued to give a strong spirit to the companions he met from elementary school. They both pursued careers in LUKE. Always share the pain and pleasure.


Looking at Ibra's tragic past, make it not until the day if Ibra has to part with Fatih. He is very concerned why Niken's attitude that was not good in the past with his father Fatih, can impact on the marriage of his best friend.


Hopefully they get back together before the storm hits again.


"I'll keep trying, to get you back baby!"


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