You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

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The closer Azam got to Shopia. And they feel more and more compatible. Until Azam discussed his intention to Malik and Renita if he wanted to marry again.

Now Azam with Renita and Malik are relaxing behind Malik's house, after hours of running around with Rendy.

Come Amelia's mother joined them he has made peace with the situation if you want Malik is the problem so that until now has not been given a baby.

"Actually I came to say that I want to remarry, but what about today allows yes?" Azzam stared at Malik and Renita.

"It's good that if Mas wants to marry again, let someone take care and I think .. allowed or not the same Rendy is not a problem. But Rendy doesn't stay the same!" greet Renita while looking towards Rendi who is playing by herself in the park.

"Reni is right if there is a candidate mengingan like that you remarry no one ngurusin to be more calm, because Rendy! the important thing is that you pay attention to him, love him. Don't go as it already is! that's what she's gonna be traumatized back to!" he added that Malik strongly agreed with Azam's intention to remarry.

"Don't Nak Azam already have a candidate? why not bring him here, let him know his son and let him accept from the beginning that Nak Azam already has a Son." Amelia's mom goes with their back chat.

"There, Mom .. and she already has one son. I think ... He can definitely accept and love my son!" azam reply strongly believes that the candidate will love Rendy like his own son.

"Kok Nak Azam can say that? have they been introduced? kan hasn't. How many years did his son have, is he the same age as Rendi?" amelia's mother's search represented the question Renita wanted to ask.

"His son .. about 2 or 3 years old, ma'am." Azam replied, he himself had only met his son Shopia once.

"Oh, he's a kid under Rendy!" he muttered Renita while sipping a drink.

"The important thing ... love each other, he loves your Son and vice versa! don't want to be the same mom as her dad doang, her son does not want to be loved." Malik added while staring intently at Azam.

"She was .. she said she had no parents at all, she was not contracted." As if thinking and remembering something.

"Even if he doesn't have parents, he must have other families, right?" ask Amelia's mother to Azam.

"Have, but I've never been introduced to his family. But God willing I will meet soon." Azam slightly shook his head.

"My wife and I would have been supportive if you wanted a family back, just remind me! find a good woman and love your son, not like you already are, that's all! isn't it baby?" Malik glanced at his wife.

Renita nodded her head in agreement with the words of her husband. "That's right, that's all we expected. Mas get a good wife and also can accept and love Rendy as his own son, I do not doubt yes ... He could love the son of his wife. But can Mas's wife not accept Rendy? even if you don't live together! but at least when you meet it can accept or not!"

Azam was speechless he pursed his lips while pursing the temple. He re-imagines when he was married to Sharon, he was wrong himself! tempted by such a woman. Even he himself was carried away with the existing grooves so that he really wasted his wife and children.

Making the household and Renita fall apart, after marrying a woman he loses responsibility and forgets to Rendy, making the child far away from her. They were recently back.

"Well, I don't know that!" Azam shook his head slowly while sighing deeply.

Because actually he could not be sure if his wife would love Rendy, accept him if he was a father! or just like Sharon yesterday who just wanted to be noticed by her and her children without caring about the children of her husband.

"Mother's support .. There is a point, maybe I was too rushed times yes.to marry again," nodded his head.

After how much time chatting at length, Azam finally said goodbye and invited Rendy to his apartment. The boy immediately welcomed happily and asked permission from Mother and her father, he wanted to join Azam to the apartment. It just so happens that tomorrow is a holiday.

"Can, but don't be naughty? and have to obey the papa don't play yourself out, danger!" malik's message to Rendy.

"Good Pah ... Rendy will obey Papa Azam and will not be far away with him, Rendy will follow wherever hi hi hi hi.. anyways Rendy is afraid of heights, Pah .. if alone!" Rendy kisses Malik's hand, his mother and omah.

Azam smiled and ruffled Rendy's hair, hearing the boy say so.

"Yes, so don't go far from Papa Azam!" cuph kissed his son's forehead and cheeks.

"Ready Mother!" then they passed from that place.

"What if we ... before going to the apartment to where the oma and opa used to yuk? papa hasn't been there in a long time!" take Azam to Rendy.

"Meet You Jefri not Pah?" the boy stopped his steps and refused to the father.

"Yes, if the Jepri om is in the opa house, if there is no far away." Azam said while again guiding Rendy's hand to approach the car Not long ago he bought by credit.

"Okay then, I love Papa's car. Comfortable like his car papah, Mommy is also comfortable so I like to sleep there!" Rendy rolled her gaze into the car while resuscitating her back to the back of the seat.

"Thank God Papa likes it!" Azam prepared to turn the steering wheel after turning on the car engine.

Moments later, Azam's car sped out of Malik and Renita's home area.

While Malik and Renita as well as Amelia's mother left the gazebo, went inside and from afar there was a faint sound of the sound of the Adhan that sounded so melodious filled the hearing drum.

Renita runs half way through the stairs, while Malik is still downstairs talking to his mother.

Upon arriving at the room, Renita suddenly felt. There's something weird. His head felt dizzy twisting and his stomach felt nauseous to vomit.

"Oh my goodness .. I'm so dizzy and so nauseous, did I catch a cold time huh?" I want to light up Nita while rushing into the bathroom.

And ohek-ohek oooo .. throw his entrails in the sink that is in the bathroom ....

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