Twice Married

Fahmi's Arrival

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Morning sunlight came. Re-lightening the world to accompany normal human activities. Seen from inside the room, there was Ibra and Fatih who were preparing themselves to go to work.

"Fat?" call Ibra, he's still staring in the mirror to fix the tie on his shirt collar.

Fatih. "Yes Mas?" he put all his makeup tools back in his bag.

"You want me to take you?"

"Oh, I forgot. My car is still in the office. I stayed yesterday, can I take care of you, Mas?"

Ibra nodded while cleaning her shirt. "I'm waiting at the dinner table!"

"Yes, good Mas."

Not long after, Fatih who looks neatly overtakes Ibra at the dinner table. Two dishes of fried rice were served there.

"Eat. Sorry if it doesn't taste good." Ibra continued her chewing.

"I'm sorry Mas, Fatih should wake up early and make breakfast for both of us!" reply with a little regret.

"It's okay, Fath. I happen to wake up in the morning. If tomorrow-tomorrow does not have time to cook, we can have breakfast outside. I will not demand you to cook, do laundry or clean the house!" Ibra gave a warm smile.

"What a hell is he? even in the past, Fahmi did not hesitate to kick me, when I was late preparing coffee for him.

"Oh yeah, a minute..." Ibra took out her wallet from her pants pocket. "This.." he handed Fatih an ATM card.

Fatih rounded his eyes, he was still glued to the ATM card.

"Hold this ATM, you can buy your needs, home needs and more."

"No, no need! we are each yes! you don't have to bother to love me the living money rich gini.ini I return." Fatih returned the ATM card to Ibra.

"Oh yeah, I forgot your salary was bigger than mine." Ibra smiled as she looked at the stirred rice.

"Hmm.No, I mean tuh---"

"I wait, in the car. Just put the plate in the sink. No need to wash."

Ibra did not finish her breakfast until it was over. He immediately got up while grabbing the car keys to pass to the garage.

Fatih continued to look at Ibra's steps that just left him. He was pensive for a while and the hunger disappeared.

"Mas Ibra is offended by my words !"

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Ibra's car has reached the garage of Fatih's family ownership company. Papa Faris has resigned his position to be held by Fatih in full.

Although at a young age, Fatih has the best graduates in its faculty. Therefore, the Papa does not doubt his greatness. Fatih must be able to manage the company as well as possible.

"Makasi yes, Mas." he said then moved to go down. Instantly his movement stopped because the sound of Ibra was beating.

Fatih also looked. "Why, Mas?"

"Don't you salute me, Fat?"

Fatih bit her lower lip, she was embarrassed to be reminded.

"Eh yes, my.." Fatih grabbed the back of Ibra's hand to kiss her.

"Yes, okay good. See you back at home!"

Fatih rushed down from the car door quickly. He continued to walk into the main door, not infrequently the employees who saw him would bow their heads as a sign of respect.

Then

Fatih's steps came to a standstill when a man called out to her.

"Trainer!"

"Mas Fahmi? what's up, Mas? why here?" Fatih was shocked to see the figure of this man coming back. What confiscated both eyes more was when he saw Ibra's car was still faithfully parked in the original place.

Right you!

Ibra is still looking at Fatih who is now talking to Fahmi.

"Who is that guy?" whispered Ibra's heart.

"I miss you, Fat! can we talk for a minute?" Fahmi held onto Fatih's arm forcefully, wanting to take him away from here.

"Mas! don't get rich gini, shy to see people!"

Fatih tried to remove the grip of Fahmi's hand from his body.

"Lepasin Fatih!"

Fahmi and Fatih both turned their heads quickly towards the voice that was sticking out between them.

"Mass?" Fatih looked towards Ibra. The husband took Fahmi's hand off his wife's arm.

"Who is he, Fatih?"

"Prieve, my wife now!" Ibra looked seriously at Fahmi's eyes.

Fahmi turned his head quickly towards Fatih and Fatih just gave a slow nod.

"I need an explanation!" Fahmi groaning.

"Mas, wait for me in my room. I'll catch up!" Fatih asks Fahmi to leave right now from his presence and also Ibra.

Fahmi passed by without greeting Ibra.

"Well, was he even told to go to your room? not told to leave?" Ibra looked strangely at the wife's face.

"Fahmi doesn't know that I married you, Mom! if not explained, he will continue to terrorize me!"

"I'll move forward later!"

"Sw.it's my business! now you go to the office, it's noon!"

Ibra could only nod and pass from before Fatih. He could not force his will to expel Fahmi. Because at the moment he feels he has no right to Fatih.

Although their status is husband and wife, but since last night's deal. They have promised to be able to live their own life without disturbing and interfering in personal affairs.

Fatih continued to sigh violently. He should be able to be firm with Fahmi. To no longer disturb his life. He turned his steps back into the office when Ibra's car had passed from there.

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