Twice Married

Uncovered

"Papa should be nice to me now."

Papa Faris began to straighten his body, although his right palm still held the left chest. The middle-aged lung man gave a puzzled grin, he did not understand why Fahmi said that.

"Go home, I have no interest in you anymore, Fahmi! For the issue of stocks that you have withdrawn, I do not care. There is my son-in-law who will fight hard to restore our company." replied Papa Faris in a proud tone.

Fahmi laughed with a loud look. "Right, Pah, Ibra can do it?" fahmi said with a defiant voice.

"Yes I am sure. Even I regret why only now do I marry Fatih to Ibra. Why did you marry Fatih first and continue to torment her!" papa Faris's tone was getting more and more unpleasant. Even the man was lazy to look at Fahmi's face now.

"Come now! I don't want to see your face here anymore!" Papa Faris kept staring straight at Fatih's wedding photo with Ibra hanging up the wall. His right hand extended toward the exit, code for Fahmi to quickly step there to leave his palace.

Fahmi was getting emotional, he who had been sitting was now up to stand. Staring at the man with sharp eyes long enough. Looks veins appeared on the back of Fahmi's hand that was clenching. The man's breath was hunting great.

"I've tried to reconcile, but Papa has always ignited my emotions! Papa should thank me in a moment, and give thanks for the kindness I will give to Papa's company!"

Papa Faris turned his head, staring at the dark net of the former son-in-law.

"What do you mean!" Papa Faris replied to the sharp eye delicacy that Fahmi was giving him.

"Dear my words well! Ibrahim Attar, Papa's son-in-law.." Fahmi pointed to an image of Ibra embracing Fatih when they finished their marriage contract.

"She's been very brave to hand over half of your company's assets to me!" fahmi replied, ending with a laugh.

The jag.

Papa Faris's breathing grew heavier, he stared at Fahmi's face without blinking at all.

"What?" Papa Faris shouted hysterically. If only there was Mama Dance here, the woman would have already covered her ears because it felt jolted in such a loud noise.

"Two hours ago, Ibra gave half of Facorp's shares to England for free. I am even very grateful because Ibra has helped England who are on the edge of destruction to be able to return to the mainland with the help of Facorp. I wanted to close England. Now I agree with Papa, that Ibra is really good, hahahaha." Fahmi laughed again with satisfaction. Spilling all the frustration that he had been holding back.

"I wanted to get that stock back to Facorp, but seeing Papa as haughty as this, made me choose to get you into the bankruptcy pit!" kelakar Fahmi with threats.

"What did you say?" another voice that just entered into the sidelines of their conversation sounded loud and controlled the air. Fahmi and Papa Faris turned their heads, there was Fatih who had just come to be in the doorway. Instantly, the package he was carrying in his hand just fell and slapped on the floor. Fatih closed her mouth in disbelief. The pregnant woman was struck with great strength, just like Papa Faris who was still stunned by disbelief. Back squeezing his chest and the pain came back stronger than twice as much as before.

"Honey, Fatihku." sighed Fahmi with a sparkling face. He wouldn't have expected to see Fatih in front of him right now. He also stepped with a swingatan to reach Fatih's body which will soon stagger due to weakness.

"Trainer." Fahmi managed to embrace the body of the ex-wife who he still loves with all his soul.

"Take my son off, you son of a bitch!" Papa Faris who had just realized from his daydream, just rebuked Fahmi.

"Is it true what you said, Mom?" fatih asked with a messy breath. The glass in his eyeballs had already fully expanded there.

"I know my husband! Mas Ibra would never lie to me like this! He loves me and my family!" Fatih curses Fahmi. Papa Faris walked over to approach his daughter.

"Go Fahmi! Not enough, you hurt my son? Torturing his mind and mind?" Papa Faris nailed Fahmi. He hugged his crying daughter.

"Let me live quietly, Mom. Forget me! Look now, even I'm pregnant with Mas Ibra's child!"

"I want you to stay back. I have no problem with that boy, with all my soul I will love him, Fat!" fahmi replied with all honesty.

"Basic of no shame!" Papa Faris landed his palm on the surface of Fahmi's cheek. So tight and strong, it caused Fahmi to stagger slightly to fall to the floor.

Papa Faris raised one finger to point towards Fahmi. "You purposely did this to separate my son from her husband right? Listen Fahmi, even to death I will never allow you to snatch away my daughter's happiness! Let's quickly go, before I ask the police to arrest you!"

Fahmy laughed back. He got up and looked at the two people who were in front of him.

"Which Papa should have reported the cop to Ibra! Look at this-" Fahmi opens his phone screen and shows a photo of Ibra in England handing over some of Facorp's shares.

"Look carefully, if you need to clarify the face of the man you are proud of now!"

Fatih and Papa Faris were again stunned. Both of their eyes glared drastically. Would not have thought if what was being talked about, by Fahmi is the truth. Fahmi briefly laughed, seeing the streak of destruction begin to stick between the face of Papa and the Child.

"Mas Ibra lied to us, Pah?" fati was in disbelief, his tears were getting broken.

"Yes Allah Ibra ... You are so outrageous!" papa Faris groaned, before the man fell and was unconscious.

"Papa's awake! Papa!!"

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Even the precarious atmosphere was currently happening at Mother Hanum's house. The middle-aged woman was still sitting on the sofa crying. Mama Tari left her house with deep pain. Hanum's mother would not expect the honesty she just said to her best friend, instead reaping the merciless curses and curses of Mama Tari. Hanum's mother thought, the iron will be willing to accept the fault of Niken who is none other than his own grandson.

"It's outrageous of you, Hanum! You allowed Fatih to come lie to me! You poisoned my son's brain, so you just accepted the savagery of your grandchildren to coexist with Fatih? You know, Fatih hated Niken so much, it wouldn't be that easy to forgive the woman who took her Papa and made our lives suffer! I will soon be taking care of the divorce between Fatih and Ibrahim!"

Those swear words continued to ring in Mother Hanum's mind. He continued to cry in Kak Intan's arms.

"What about your sister's fate now, Ntan? Soon she will have children, but is forced to divorce. Your sister will definitely be traumatized again like before!"

Brother Intan who joined in crying can only be silent and pensive. He can't think now.

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How guys? I'm evil, have I made Ibra miserable again? 🔥🔥