Twice Married

FatihKu Must Be Healed

The morning came, and Ibra had to go to the office. There are so many jobs that he has left behind, while taking care of Fatih at the Hospital. He can only rely on Tomi to handle and replace his position during this time in the company.

Ibra smilingly looked at Fatih's face that was standing parallel to her. Fatih was still on her tiptoes to pair the tie on the lapel of the Ibra shirt. After a night of silence and crying, Fatih has started to improve. He knew the wife's job had to go on. Overnight Ibra calmed his wife, persuaded, advised with a bunch of words of wisdom. And finally Fatih was willing to accept and understand.

"Don't think about it again, if that's why Fara doesn't have to go to her Grandma's house first." Ibra opened her voice while draping Fatih's hair covering her cheeks behind her earlobes, Ibra shuffled to kiss her smooth cheeks.

"Hemm, very fragrant Mother of Fara. So the nibbler." Ibra's seductive delinquent, he deliberately wanted to make Fatih smile.

"Dad .." said Fatih. The smell of Ibra's breath made him aim his shoulders slightly because of the amused.

"Sorry Mother, yes, Dad. Mother still can not accept Niken. But if Fara wants to go to her grandmother's house, Mother is not prohibited at all." replied Fatih, then helped Ibra wearing a black office suit.

Ibra nodded her head in agreement.

"Mother go down first, I want to say goodbye to Fara." Ibra turned to her daughter who was sleeping with the blanket still smothering her body.

"Don't get up, Dad." said Fatih and then left the room.

Ibra walked to the bed to approach her son.

"Dad as a dream, son. Now you can see Fara if you want to go and go home from work." said Ibra while stroking the child's cheek, then kissed Fara's forehead. The boy squirms a little, though Ibra's voice doesn't wake him up.

"Sstt ..." Ibra rubbed Fara's body to return.

"Dad go first, son. Same with Mother at home." Ibra kissed Fara again and then got out of bed to pass to the dining table. He wanted to have breakfast with his wife.

Seen at the dinner table, the beloved wife is preparing breakfast for Ibra. Ibu Dasih was also there to help prepare anything that was lacking. They seem to be chatting.

"Definitely Mommy Fara's introgating about me again, huh, Mom?" ibra's voice made the two of them look up, Ibra who was going down the stairs staring at them.

Daasih's mother looks to laugh like she wants to justify Ibra's guess, and Fatih also laughs because she was almost caught red-handed.

"Well, as long as I'm not home, there are a lot of women who visit this house?" fatih replied while turning back one of the dining table chairs, to be seated by her husband.

"But really Madam, no woman has ever come here, except Kak Intan, Kak Ira and Ni-"

"Mom, what's boiling again? That the lid of the pancake was about to open up." as Ibra cut off Mother Daasih's words. Bringing the direction of Mother Dasih's eyes to the pot that was on the stove lit. Indeed Ibra very know if the name Niken will be called by the woman lung bayah. Fatih understood and just kept quiet.

"Oh yes .." Mother Daih turned towards the stove.

Fatih poured fried noodles on her husband's plate, not forgetting a glass of milk and water that was also ready

"Eat, Dad." Fatih said after placing the plate in front of Ibra.

"Mother also breakfast, then take medicine."

Fatih nodded and started scooping the food into her plate.

"Come, Mom, breakfast" said Ibra invited her art to come for breakfast.

"Yes, sir, I'll be late" said Ms. Dasih then went to the laundry.

Fatih sat down next to Ibra and started eating her breakfast. Occasionally Fatih glanced at her husband who was eating with a face so happy. A happy aura emanated from the look of Ibra.

"Well, why smile for yourself?"

Ibra turned her head while continuing to chew noodles in her mouth, then downed the water and then replied.

"It's nice to be able to have breakfast again with Mommy, before leaving for work." replied Ibra with a smile, then mengswil chin belongs to Fatih.

"Dad happy?" ask Fatih with a face that sparkles.

"Udah could not be revealed again with the words, Bun. I'm so happy anyway!"

Ibra nodded and kissed Fatih's cheek at a glance, and she resumed her breakfast until it ran out.

After breakfast, Fatih drove Ibra to the front of the car, carrying her husband's briefcase.

"Can you go back to Banten first, Dad? Kasian Bik Mirna and the plantation."

"May, but later the same Dad. Maybe the weekend, how?"

Fatih smiled and nodded, she began to grab Ibra's hand for a kiss.

"Be careful at home, if your stomach hurts again. Please call me." Ibra said while tipping Fatih's forehead warmly.

"Dad left ya." he said then left Fatih to the car.

"Be careful, Dad. Don't speed the car."

Fatih smiled and waved at her husband who was already in the car. Ibra went to work with a flowery heart. Don't forget to sing love songs along the way to the office. His heart rose again, shining and hovering.

"I love you so much, baby." the man went back to singing and hardened the song that was playing on his car radio.

Going back to life with the people we love is very happy, and Ibra is one of the lucky ones right now. At least he could still accompany in the days where Fatih should be able to fight to fight or maybe give up with his illness.

****

After a journey of about an hour, Ibra has now arrived at IFF Corp. His property company, still with a happy face, Ibra stepped her feet to enter the office.

"Bra.." Tomi's voice was heard calling, Ibra turned her head and gave a good morning smile to her friend and trusted assistant.

"Lo why, Tom? Your face is so tangled, not given breakfast as Love?"

"About have more chines, now you can menggeledekin people." Tomi grunts lazily.

Not how long did the steps of Love that was in a hurry approach them. Don't forget, Kasih also works in Ibra's office to hold, manage and supervise the running of office finances. Over the past four years, Tomi and Kasih have proven that they are the right people to be trusted.

"Why are you, Mah?"

"Yes, why are you?"

Ask Tomi and Ibra simultaneously to Love.

"Barusan dapet info from Dani, he said his wife died, Pah, Mas. He died just half an hour ago. We go straight to his house, to serve."

Tomi and Ibra were astonished, he did not expect Dani, the employee they were proud of would get a disaster like this.

"Died because of what? A wreck?" ask Ibra for Love.

"It wasn't an accident, Mom. But Dani's wife passed away from being sick for a few months."

Deg.

Ibra's heart immediately beat. The skin of his throat went up and down, for some reason Fatih's face just seemed to him. Fear began to shackle him. He was afraid, would experience the same thing as Dani.

"Bra, are you okay?" Tomi jerked his best friend's shoulder which suddenly became silent.

Ibra shook her head. "Let's go to Dani's house" he said briefly. Then step his feet first leaving Love and Tomi who finally look at each other. They look confused by Ibra's attitude which is getting strange.

"Mas Ibra, why, Pah?" tanya Kasih's.

Tomi could only shrug her shoulders and shake her head. Then took his wife's hand to follow Ibra's steps that had been several meters away from them.

"My training will be healed!" ibra in his heart. So afraid Ibra, to imagine it he could not, let alone have to feel the loss of Fatih for life.