Twice Married

Don't be mad at me, Mom!

Hayy I returnedi🖤🖤

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It seems Fatih is still busy leading several meetings today with important clients in his company. He had two meetings before lunch. It looks pale and withered. His head still feels heavy, especially this morning events still haunt his mind.

"Mom is okay?" whisky Lani. He was Fatih's personal assistant at the office.

Fatih just shook her head and continued to pay attention to her Colleagues who were still talking.

"But Mom's face is so pale, would I make you some warm tea?"

Because hearing Lani who continued to speak finally Fatih turned her head quickly with a cold look.

"Sorry Mom, I'm just worried." Lani bowed her head, then decided to keep quiet to not offer anything more to Fatih.

Before long, someone appeared, seizing Lani's gaze on the doorstep of the meeting room. He gave the code for Lani to approach him.

He also retreated his chair, to pass near the figure.

"What's up..?"

Ask David Lani.

"Wire Mba..!"

"Let's say quickly, I still have to accompany Mom inside!"

"Pak Fahmi made a fuss in the lobby. He broke a vase and threw it here and there brutally. He is upset that the security guard did not allow him to meet with the boss--" mother"

Because of the panic Lani just disappeared from the view of David who had not finished talking. He had to quickly inform Fatih of the matter.

Lani whispered right in the center of Fatih's ear. It made him stunned and surprised. He just rounded his two eyes to look at Lani deeply. The assistant gave a definite nod that Fahmi was making a frenzy.

"Please handle first, I'm down!"

Without saying anything Fatih immediately got up and left his clients, he walked hurriedly while slightly bending his head down, putting both hands into the pocket of his office suit.

They were all looking at each other at this young lady with a puzzled roar.

"Sorry Mom and Dad, I'll take over for a second." Lani replaces Fatih's current position.

Before long, the elevator doors opened on the floor of the main lobby. Already many employees gathered around Fahmi who is still in dispute with the security guards.

"Hemmm.." deheman's voice rang out among the people who were busy looking at Fahmi.

They turned to the source of the voice. Some employees looked shocked and immediately disbanded when his Boss came.

"Darling.look at them, wanting to block me from meeting you!" Fahmi. He groaned a little pain, there was blood splashed from the cut to the back of his finger.

"Take him off, sir! You guys get back to work!"

The security guard took Fahmi off just like that.

"Follow me..!" Fatih looked coldly at Fahmi's face. The man followed Fatih's footsteps into his study.

"Sit-it-!" said Fatih ketus to Fahmi while pointing at the sofa that was there. Fahmi also according.

"What else do you want, my friend? I told you not to come here again!"

"What's my fault? I just want to meet you, Fat! I miss--"

Fatih kept busy preparing medicines from the P3K box to treat her ex-husband.

"Don't keep embarrassing me, Mom! This is the office, a lot of employees are looking. Everyone knows I'm married to Mas Ibra! Please, my good name!"

Fatih sat on the same sofa and began to clean the wound on Fahmi's hand.

"Remember, we're divorced! I'm not yours anymore. I'm Mas Ibra's wife now!"

His hand was held by Fahmi.

"Please Fat, don't keep repeating! I hate to hear it. Come back with me. Honey! You may have slept with her, but I have no problem. I will still accept you!"

"Crazy for you, Mom!" Fatih let go of that hand grip quickly.

"Love I'm only for you, Fat! Can't we just get rich anymore?" Fahmi gets closer to Fatih.

"I believe it because of you, Fat! Please come back with me! Are you sure you're going to continue the household with an old man like him?"

"Can't do it, Mom! And never will! You better get out of here!"

Instantly Fatih's hand was pulled by Fahmi who just wanted to rise up leaving him.

Looks Fatih's body swayed and will fall Fahmi's hug.

Then

Brrrr

Both of Fatih and Fahmi's eyes simultaneously turned towards the door that was already open.

Instantly Fatih glared sharply, his lips opened slightly, his breathing roar up and down looking at the figure who was now standing on the doorstep looking at them.

Blugs.

A plastic bag containing food and a sprig of flowers fell unraveling on the floor. It looks Ibra is also no less surprised by what he sees now.

Seeing his wife hugging his ex-husband, only the two in the room with the door closed.

"Mass?" fatih exclaimed to Ibra who had turned his steps back to leave Fatih's study

"Take me off!" He was rude to Fahmi.

Ibra kept running fast. Thought fucked. His chest felt a little tight, his breathing roaring. His head and eyes hurt to see Fatih making out with Fahmi.

Jlags.

Close the car door violently. He quickly grabbed the sedative he had stored in the car drawer. Swallowing directly then thrusting it with water brutally. He did not care about the splash of drinking water that had wet his work shirt.

Turn the key and then press the gas pedal to drive the car as fast as possible get out of here.

"Wait baby! Why did you chase him to run around rich gini everything?"

Fahmi's hand grabbed the arm of Fatih who was in a hurry to open the door of his car.

"Deliver! Fuck you, Mum! It's all because of you!" Fatih pushed Fahmi's body just like that. Leaving the man without any meaningful saying.

"I shouldn't just believe what you said last night!"

"Aging so intimate with an ex-husband, is that the so-called honor guarding?"

Ibra was seen hitting the driver of her car violently. He kept speeding. His anger is not held back.

Why should he be angry too? Had he not agreed with Fatih, that they would not interfere in each other's affairs to the point where they would either accept each other or let go of each other.

"Des, please forward my departure to Bali tonight !"

Fatih followed in the footsteps of the steering wheel of Ibra's car which was quite far from his sight.

He panicked, and the tension came back. The anxiety back up, unfortunately he does not have a backup sedative at this time.

Fatih only knew Ibra was angry, but she did not know that Ibra was starting to like her.

"Mas, please don't be mad at me!"

And vice versa, which Fatih knew he was after Ibra just wanted to explain about this misunderstanding. Not to explain about his heart that was getting used to the figure of Ibra nearby.

Perhaps love needs a process to reign in the recesses of their souls.

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