Twice Married

For Fatih and Fara.

"Oh, duh." Fatih whimpered in pain, her stomach suddenly felt cramped as she was following a meeting with her staff this afternoon. Lani also shuffled to approach Fatih. All eyes looked at him with anxious eyes.

"Why, Mom?" ask Lani.

"No idea Lan, suddenly my stomach hurt. So tight!" Fatih let out her breath that was starting to get heavy and tight.

"Let's end the meeting, ma'am, it's better for me to fall in the room." Lani persuades her director. The male staff got up to help get Fatih's body to pass to her study.

I don't know why his stomach hurts, tight and his chest is a little tight.

"Did it affect you last night?" the question is taboo in Fatih's mind. She remembers having sex with her husband last night. Then he dismissed that prejudice. "So ordinary morning, it doesn't hurt like this!" his inner.

"There's still a lot of ya, you can go back to the room" Fatih told the staff who hired him to lean on the sofa. They passed except for Lani.

"Mom want me to make you some warm tea?"

"May, Lan but don't use sugar."

"Good, Mom. I'll be right back." Lani then left Fatih. His stomach still hurts plus Fara's movements are quite great.

"Fara, mother's son..." Fatih continued to gently rub her distended stomach. He was still lying on the sofa shutting both eyes, trying to endure the pain to go away.

"O dear God." there was a worried voice coming from behind the door. Fatih opened her eyes and tried to get up and sat on the couch.

"What's wrong with you, son?" ask Mama Tari who just arrived, followed by Papa Faris from behind.

"You sick, he said?" keep up Papa Faris.

"Kok Mama and Papa can tell?" Fatih looked at her parents' faces in turn. Mama Tari then sat at the foot of Fatih while Papa Faris took another seat to sit down.

"Mama and Papa are coming here to take you to lunch. But it was right through Lani's table, she made tea for you, she said you were sick." said Mama Tari while massaging Fatih's legs.

"What pain are you in, son?" Papa Faris asked.

"His stomach is suddenly hurting, Pah, Mah. Also continued Fara's kick from earlier did not want to stop."

"To the doctor, huh? Your breathing is so tight, Fat." persuaded Mama Tari to Fatih. He was worried to see Fatih's heavy and heavy breathing.

Fatih nodded and agreed to the invitation of his parents, because he did not feel anxious yet. Papa Faris also filled his daughter's body to pass to the Hospital.

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"Bra, you better start taking Fatih's expert job in the company. You have the heart to see Fatih with a big stomach like that still have to stress thinking about work?" mama Tari asked her daughter-in-law. Ibra immediately shot to the Hospital, when told that Fatih suddenly crowded and entered the ER.

Ibra who was still sitting at the edge of Fatih's bed was just silent while staring at the face of his wife who was looking back at him with an oxygen hose embedded in his nostrils. Ibra clasped tightly onto Fatih's hand which was gradually warm, not cold like before. The pain in his stomach began to disappear.

"There is also a company of its own, for what you bother to develop the company of others." continued Papa Faris. His two in-laws continued to persuade Ibra to join.

Ibra nodded in a flat look. This is a difficult choice. On the one hand he was very afraid that if something happened to his wife if he continued to work, relying on Papa Faris to take over the company was really impossible, he has heart disease and the doctor has mengultimatum her to have a break from work.

On the other hand, Ibra already considers Suam, as his second home. A place to earn a living for dozens of years. Many memories in carving out his career journey so far. Reaching a position in the position now is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. Ibra must be able to fight the pebbles in face of its passage.

"Mass?" Fatih shook her head, coding to her husband that he was okay. He knew Ibra wouldn't be that easy to take off Suam. Although at first he had appealed to Ibra to get out of there. But seeing her husband look moody, she did not force the will.

"Don't be forced, Mas. I'm still strong enough to take care of the company." Fatih opened her voice.

Now it was Ibra's turn to shake and refuse. "Dear, it's true what Mama and Papa said. It's time for you to take a leave of absence, let me take over the company. Tomorrow I'm going to resign to the office. You don't have much to think about, just focus on Fara." Ibra's answer just made a smile review on the lips of his two in-laws.

"Alhamdulillah, that's dong Ibra. New name love the same wife and child." praise Mama Dari interspersed with a warm smile.

"Quiet, Bra. God willing you can!" Papa Faris patted his daughter-in-law on the shoulder to give her encouragement.

"Thank you Mah, Pah" replied Ibra staring at them in turn. Then the man looked back at his wife with a charming smile, he kissed Fatih's hand several times. "Health continues, baby, until Fara gave birth to the world."

"Thankfully, I have a daughter-in-law like Ibra. Already loving, kind and very attentive to Fatih" said Papa Faris in his mind.

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"Resign?" he exclaimed Damar and Aldi when Ibra explained his desire to resign from Suam.

"Lo sure, Bra?" ask Damar.

Ibra again rested her body on the back of the work chair. Staring straight at the corner of his work room that he will leave in a moment.

"Lo's position here is already at the top, Bra. Lo sure?" Aldi reminded me again.

"There's no other choice, Dam, Al. For my wife and my son!" ibra replied while exhaling her breath into the air.

"Gue doesn't want Fatih to do anything." Another imbibing. Given the condition of Fatih has not improved. The pregnant woman still felt tightness in her chest. And his stomach always cramped suddenly.

Damar and Aldi looked at each other after learning that his best friend remained firm in his choice. However family was important, Ibra failed in her first marriage. Of course his friends no longer wanted to see him suffer a second time.

"Whatever your happiness is, we'll support it, Bra. Take care of your wife and children, you have to be really happy" said Damar.

"...Don't let it be like before when the same Jihan, we both will not have the heart to see you suffer again." continued Aldi.

The two best friends cheered Ibrahim on each other. Although they will lose the good Ibra figure, supple and always help their work selflessly. Hopefully, the beginning of Ibrahim's career at Fatih company will not be a prolonged catastrophe for his household later.

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