Twice Married

A Million Happiness (END)

Five years have passed, after the events of the breaking point between life and death for Fatih Medina. The woman who was instrumental in Ibra's life after Hanum's mother. Fatih is healthy, does not feel pain like before, no longer do the process of washing blood three times a week. It's getting beautiful, fresh and youthful.

In fact, lately the jealous attitude of Ibra began to appear and more than usual. He was afraid that the more beautiful Fatih would be glimpsed by a man who was lying with his wife. Ibra feels her age is increasing and aging, even though it is just her feelings.

Ibra was only old at his age, but his temper was still like a thirty-year-old youth. Likewise with his power in bed, still strong for hours, proven now can make Fatih pregnant with children again.

Then what about Mother Hanum's condition?

The middle-aged woman decided to donate her kidney to Fatih as a love offering for Ibrahim as well as an apology to her late friend, Mama Tari.

Hanum's mother didn't want to see her son destroyed for the third time. It was enough that Ibra felt the pain of Jihan, Irsyad and Iffat. He no longer wants Ibra to suffer because it must be left by Fatih.

Let him sacrifice himself, he feels his age is old. He would leave peacefully if all his children were happy, and he thought Fatih deserved it, because the son-in-law was young, could continue to take care of his children and grandchildren.

After Ms. Hanum donated her kidneys, Fatih and Ibra always paid attention to the woman's health condition. Maintain a diet and consume nutritious foods and drinks. Fatih asks Hanum's mother to stay with them. The woman agreed, because she felt at home Fatih crowded with children's voices.

Fatih's relationship with Niken has improved. The day that Fatih siuman after the kidney transplant surgery from the Mother-in-law, Niken came and rested at Fatih's feet. Begging for mercy to forgive himself.

Fatih realized, he and Niken had become one family, it is impossible to continue planting hate to death. Moreover, Mother-in-law has been kind enough to give her the feasibility of life.

Is it not that a sinner can still be given a second chance to repent? Even God will forgive and give a better life after that. Moreover, Fatih who is just an ordinary human? So after that incident, Fatih sincerely forgave Niken, although it seems difficult to be friendly like before.

"Thank you, son." I saw Mother Hanum thrust a glass of milk whose contents had been finished drinking. Fatih grabbed it and put it on the nightstand.

"Still shampooing your stomach, son?" ask Ms. Hanum back.

"So after eating, Mom. Maybe Fatih's fullness." he said laughing while stroking the stomach that had been protruding.

"It's been 6 months, take care of the twins fine." Hanum's mother stroked Fatih's stomach. It felt as if his two grandchildren were moving inside.

"Yes, I'm sleeping now." Fatih grabbed the Quran in her mother-in-law's hand to be placed on the nightstand. Spread out a blanket to cover the woman's body to avoid the cold air.

"Rest yes, Mom." Fatih kissed Mother Hanum's cheek, the in-laws did the same. Kissing behind his daughter-in-law's cheeks, what a harmonious scene between son-in-law and in-law.

But that view is inversely proportional to what is happening in Ibra and Fatih's room right now.

"L-yeah!!" yelling Irsyad who was rolling around in the whirlpool of the bed. The five-year-old boy continued to thrash and cry.

"Let's see, where's the pain?" tanya Ibra then examined the baboons of the Son.

"Bad bitch, I'm pissed off by him!" Irsyad slid his head against the pillow, pointing towards Iqbal who was currently three years old.

"Iqbal is still a child, he does not understand" continued Fara who was holding Iqbal.

The youngest sister who is soon to be Big Brother, just looked at the sad Irsyad who was crying. Iqbal put his hands around his neck. Fara tried to calm Iqbal down from crying.

"Don't cry." Fara peeked at her sister's cheek.

"Silver .." cried Iqbal looked at Fara then pointed towards Irsyad.

The third son of Fatih and Ibra was crying, he felt guilty to his brother, Irsyad. Earlier, when Iqbal was playing ball throwing with Fara, he accidentally threw the ball towards Irsyad who was busy himself with his game of gundam.

"So good you. Iqbal was not on purpose!" said Fara, their eldest child who is now nine years old.

"No, Dad. Brother is more humble than Iqbal!" irsyad does not want to lose.

"I'm not your defendant, Dek. But what's wrong if you just give up on Iqbal!" faradisa.

"What is this, noisily. It's already a shame." Fatih's voice sounded after he closed the door to his room.

"It's Bun, Irsyad again mengambek with his sister." replied Ibra.

Fatih approached Ibra and Irsyad who were on the bed, while looking at Fara who was carrying Iqbal beside the bed.

"Sister, take her here." Fatih said asking Fara to come over to hand over Iqbal. The beautiful mummy then carried Iqbal and briefly kissed him.

"What are you doing, brother, son?"

Iqbal looked at the Mother, the child just kept silent and put his head in the recess of Fatih's neck. Fatih sat in front of the bed and rubbed Irsyad's body. The boy was still upset in the father's arms.

"I'm sorry my sister. Iqbal was a kid, he didn't know anything. Because Irsyad is bigger than Iqbal, so must succumb." said Fatih softly, he continued to ask Irsyad to be willing to forgive the younger brother.

"I don't want to have Adek anymore ah, Mother! Rich Iqbal naughty later!"

Two Ibra eyeballs perfectly patterned. He was shocked by Isryad's words. How not to have a sister again, but now, his wife is pregnant with twins. Their fifth child.

"You don't do it dong, deck." said Fara softly, the brother does not like if Irsyad continues to be stubborn and does not want to forgive Iqbal.

"But he hit me, brother." replied Irsyad.

Ibra still listened to the grievances and grievances of Irsyad before he finally spoke.

"Irsyad is the older brother, which Iqbal and your future siblings have. You have to be a good Brother, be able to take care of the sisters when Father, Mother and Brother Fara can't take care of them."

All who listen are pensive and bewitched to the wise, charismatic and authoritative speech of Ibra. The man never pulled out veins while talking to his son who felt stubborn.

Irsyad has a temper like his mother, the boy is stubborn. It seems that his nature and attitude are more inclined to Fatih, in contrast to Fara and Iqbal which are more similar to the nature and attitude of the Father. Somehow the twins will prefer Fatih or Ibra.

Irsyad momentarily fell silent, he became a little calm because his father had advised him.

"So you want to apologize Adek?" ibra asked again, stroking Irsyad's body.

The handsome boy faintly nodded, making Fatih and Ibra smile at him.

"Here, son."

Iqbal said as his father called him to come closer.

"Because Adek is also wrong, so must apologize to Brother." said Ibra.

"Sister sorryin ya." plain Iqbal squeak. Irsyad also nodded.

"Let's hug his brother, Dek." said Fatih.

Iqbal hugged his brother, and Irsyad greeted him warmly. Ibra also shuffled to hug the two of them, Fatih and Fara also did not want to lose, they hit the men with a circular hug.

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"Have you got it?" Fatih turned her head when she heard the voice of her husband already arriving in the room.

After closing the door, Ibra stepped over to Fatih who was still standing on the window glass while watching the employees who were working outside the building. The pregnant woman smiled then took another sip of the milk box in her hand.

"Dad finished the meeting?" ask Fatih while shaking Ibra's hand.

During these five years, Fatih returned to his career that had stalled. He is back as Director at Facorp. Thanks to her husband's persistence a few years ago, Facorp was able to get back in the stub and is now back in Fatih's hands. Ibra and Fatih both manage their respective companies now.

"Today Mother was deliberately emptying time for meetings, Dad" replied Fatih.

The woman stepped towards the table and put the half-dwelling milk up there. She walked back to her husband who was still stuck in the starting position.

Fatih stared flirtatiously at Ibra with a smirk of a spoiled face full of teasing. He took off the office coat attached to his body. Showing her sexy curves with a flower-patterned pregnant dress.

Fatih's chest area was poking and tightening, understand she was six months pregnant, automatically her body slightly swollen. Not like it used to be containing Irsyad, so withered and skinny.

Ibra just smiled looking at Fatih who was flirtatious to him. She held her hands around Ibra's neck, and took a sip of her husband's neck. Fatih continued to lure her husband to compensate for the game he gave her.

"Mother again, Dad. It's been a week." whispered Fatih mischievously in Ibra's ear. The man laughed and drifted further in the caress given by his wife.

"Father too, but it can only be nahan." replied Ibra, it seemed like her core had already pulsed. Ibra and Fatih have recently been difficult to let go of their shared desires, because Iqbal and Irsyad in a week want to continue to sleep with them at night.

"Yes now, yuk." invite Fatih impatiently.

Ibra nodded and began to take Fatih into a special room in Ibra's office. In this room, the process of making Irsyad five years ago.

"Come, Bun. Take off your clothes, I can't wait." replied Ibra.

It was even her who could not resist now. Thanks to Fatih's lure, Ibra has been increasingly ignited with a passion that is so tempestuous in his body.

A moment later, the two of them were already plain naked. Ibra starts with prayer first. Then crouch down to kiss Fatih's distended stomach. There are Faeyza and Ifdal, zygotic twins that God willing will be born in three months.

"Your parents are you." Ibra was tickling, Fatih also laughed when her husband behaved in a bad manner.

"Slow down, Dad." pinta Fatih.

"Ready, God willing."

And in the minutes after that, they rejoice in delving into the mirage of worldly beauty. There is no beautiful reward for a wife, if she can please the husband, both from appearance, religion, bed and stomach affairs.

*****

After undergoing the ritual of releasing love with two rounds, then a big bath together in the office. Ibra and Fatih decided to go home quickly from there. But not to go home but they will go to a Mall. Today is their fifth wedding anniversary after four years of separation. Ibra promised his wife to watch a movie in the cinema today.

"Don't be a horror, Bun. You'll be contracting." Ibra recalled the choice of his wife who wanted to watch a horror film raising in the grave.

"Dad's fussy, didn't you want that."

Ibra had no choice but to obey, could her danger if she woke up the pregnant tiger, eh! Because during the pregnancy of the twins, Fatih's fussiness and stubbornness doubled.

"Yes-yes." Ibra answered.

After getting a VIP viewing ticket and carrying a package containing two caramel-flavored popcorn, sausages and french fries and premium iced blend chocolate for them to enjoy both when the horror movie is playing.

The look of Ibra's face had stiffened since he waited for the theater door to open until he sat in the audience seat. Fortunately, they chose an executive tester that could sit on a side with blankets that they could wear to protect the skin from the cold, but that only applies to Fatih as Ibra wears the blanket to cover her view from the cinema screen. The man was afraid, actually Ibra did not have the guts to watch a satanic movie like this.

"The one you should be watching is Irsyad, not me, Bun." Ibra grumbled softly, curling up. Because Irsyad more often accompany the mother if midnight want to watch ghost movies on the laptop.

"But I slept!" Fatih clucked, then pulled the blanket that Ibra was wearing to cover her entire body.

"Corpse knows not! It's a lot of sereman look at you rather than see the demon." Fatih continued to grumble, as much as possible he pulled the blanket, so that Ibra would also follow the storyline of the film like himself.

Every now and then people who were watching would turn their heads towards Ibra. Because that handsome guy just kept screaming hysterically.

"Ngapain yells? The demon hasn't appeared yet, Dad. Hadeuh." Fatih pinched Ibra's stomach, because from then on the man was noisy and did not want to stay still.

"I go to the toilet first, I'll pee."

"Well, five times you go back and forth to the bathroom!" fatih replied, she knew her husband was just a reason.

"Here you are, sit down, continue to enjoy the movie!" fatih's Order. The fat woman looked back at the cinema screen while putting pop corn in her mouth.

"Where to enjoy anyway, the rich serem that movie. There's a demon coming out of the pot." Ibra snorted, she could only obey to stare back at the horror movie.

Then

Drrt drrt drrt

[Bra, Fahmi died in his cell. He overdosed]

Ibra's two beads glared sharply as she read a short message from Tomi. He was shocked half dead.

[Later to discuss it, I'm with Fatih]

After Ibra sent a reply to Tomi. In a hurry he put his phone back in his pants pocket. Although his heart trembled and regretted the actions of Fahmi who never settled before. Destroying their homes without mercy. Now, the Universe is punishing him with a more equitable reply.

Ibra shuffled to hug his wife with a romantic hug.

"For why? This is not a movie of the devil!" Fatih aimed at his shoulder because of the tickle.

"You hugged Mommy." replied Ibra with a happy face. He is calm now, no more Fahmi will disturb the comfort of his household. Because if Fahmi gets out of the cell or is still alive, the man will definitely re-riding their household.

So happy is Ibra now, after passing many trials of life given by Allah SWT. She was devastated when Jihan and her two children died in a fatal accident, then divorced Fatih and separated from Fara for four years.

Although finally united to live again, but the Universe gave him another test of life, with a disease that almost took his wife's life. Now he breathed a sigh of relief, for God had replaced him with a million joys.

Can be with Fatih without a shadow of fear and get five children from the woman, having previously been snatched two children at once to face the Divine a few years ago.

Not only that he got, in terms of sustenance Ibra was back lucky. He currently owns three companies, two of his own and Fatih's own. No more struggling with tranquilizers.

What a beautiful promise of Allah to his servant who will be patient in all trials and trials. Continuing to struggle and surrender without complaining for a long time, God will not give a test beyond the ability of his people.

Be happy always Fatih and Ibra with your five children, be the family that Saqinah Mawaddah Warohmah, Aami in Mudah

EXPIRE.

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Well done guys, who's sad? You are sad not to be left by Mas Ibra and Mba Fatih, same guys, I am also sad💔

Thank you for your faithful heart always waiting for their stories. Don't know why, I always baper when it's up for their story. Perhaps the women would rejoice if the men of this world all resembled Ibra.

And I would like to thank my husband, who was patient, who was kind and whose attention was as wide as the ocean of a person, of course he was the main inspiration when I created the character Ibra. It's just that my husband isn't the CEO of guys😂😂.

Also read my story that is still on going. Maybe there will be a bonchap, just their excitement just as Faeyza and Ifdal were born.

Okay so anyway, greetings and longs from Ibrahim Attar and Fatih Medina, babbye😘😘 can follow IG I yes @megadischa