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Joe and Mr. Amin shook hands on their deal sign. Because these meetings are all bright spots and there are all the best solutions, and they are all so undeniable. But either way with Anggie, what's his fate after this.
This morning Anggie had woken up, his head was still a little dizzy and the pain in his stomach was no longer felt. Anggie observed the circumstances around, there was an infusion attached to his left hand. Next to him was Joe who was fast asleep with one hand coiled in Anggie's stomach.
Anggie was surprised and raised his hand and kept him away. Joe also faintly opened his eyes that still felt heavy and his head was a little dizzy due to lack of rest. Last night had to accompany Anggie, who had loudly called out Aisyah's name.
"Wake Joe. Get you out of here. I don't want to see you again, get out of my life." cried Anggie loudly.
Heard a loud and loud scream. Joe wakes up and stands next to Anggie's gurney. Holding both hands of Anggie.
"I'm sorry Anggie. I want to take responsibility for what I have done to you. I'm ready to talk to your husband and bear all the consequences." Joe said steadily.
But Anggie doesn't think as much about Joe.
"You're crazy Joe. I've been in love with Mr. Baihaqi for a long time Joe. Now I have managed to get a place despite being the second. Now you come to admit everything. That's not crazy!!!" anggie said furiously.
"Forget Mr. Baihaqi, Anggie. There is still his wife Aisyah. Until anytime you will never be able to replace Aisyah's position. Except ... "joe's speech stopped. His heart was still sad always got rejection from Anggie who was clearly explained.
"Except what?! Except Aisha IS DEAD!! That's what you mean?? Ohh I have a plan. Your words make me think it will." Anggie said with a smile. In his mind already made a foul plan.
"Enough Anggie. Forget Mr. Baihaqi. Marry me, I'll make you happy, baby." said Joe softly.
"Forget Mister Baihaqi!!!! Wow since when can you command me Joe. Until I will not release Lak Baihaqi. Enough to poison my brain to leave my beloved Husband. Your plan won't work Joe. You better go home." cried Anggie in a very loud voice.
"Rescious Anggie!! Enough of you to live and fantasize with everything. Look at this talaq letter from your husband." said Joe loudly and showed the talaq letter that was entrusted through Joe to Anggie.
Anggie stared at the letter with nano and was sad. The letter really got into Joe's hands. Anggie took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He must calm his mind. Anggie thought hard about finding a way to get rid of Aisyah and tried to get her to belong to Baihaqi.
Anggie took his phone and searched Baihaqi's number and called her.
Already several times Baihaqi's phone rang on the table. Baihaqi fell asleep on the Sofa with a thick blanket wrapped around her body. Aisyah sleeps in bed with Azan and Nadya.
They were too tired to stay up all night because Azan kept crying after getting immunized from the hospital.
Aisyah woke up to the sound of a cell phone that did not stop. Aisyah walked over to the phone on the table. Clearly, Anggie's name is on the phone screen. Aisyah picked up the phone and started talking to Anggie.
"Assynnnya ... Anggie what's wrong?" aisha asked in a very soft voice.
Anggie was silent for a moment hearing the voice of such a gentle woman from across. It should be Baihaqi who picked up her phone maybe Anggie would be a little spoiled on her husband. His breath was exhaled violently a sign that he was upset.
"Valayevansalam ... Brother Aisyah... How are you doing?! Masha Allah finally Aisyah survived the accident." said Anggie replied slowly.
"Yes Anggie. Alhamdulillah ... Your son how are you? A boy or a girl?" ask Aisyah slowly.
At least Aisyah had no bad feelings towards Anggie, which was a feeling of pity because Mas Baihaqi had already overpowered her.
"My son died Aisyah. I miscarried, but now I'm pregnant again, she's two months old Aisyah" said Anggie softly.
Aisyah was astonished to hear Anggie's plain speech. Aisha covered her mouth with one hand.
"You're pregnant with Anggie? But why is Mas Baihaqi stalking you?" ask Aisyah slowly.
"This is what I want to ask Brother Aisyah. Why would Mr. Baihaqi want to take a stab at me, when I was pregnant again. I'm at Aisyah's hospital. I had stress and had to bed rest for a few days because I was afraid my womb would be problematic" said Anggie slowly.
"Who are you with Anggie?" ask Aisyah worriedly.
"I'm alone, Aisyah. I'm so scared." said Anggie softly in a sad tone.
In his heart he laughed. Anggie is happy to be entering Aisyah's life again. In this drama Aisha can control Baihaqi.
"Anggie .. later I call Mr. Amin and Mbok Surti to accompany you." said Aisyah softly.
"Nor Aisyah ... Mr Baihaqi is there? Anggie wants to talk for a minute about Anggie's content" Anggie said slowly.
"Why Anggie. Mas Baihaqi had just fallen asleep. Anything say it, later I say it." said Aisyah softly.
"Nor Aisyah ... May Mr. Baihaqi return to Indonesia to accompany me here while I am pregnant. This kid needs a father figure." said Anggie slowly.
Tut ... Tut ... The phone connection was turned off unilaterally by Anggie's side.
"City ... Anggie ... Anggie.... Hello.." said Aisyah calling Anggie's name loudly until Baihaqi woke up and walked towards Aisyah on the balcony of the room.
Baihaqi's two hands coiled around Aisyah's anxious and worried stomach.
"What's the matter dear ... Humairah ..."pleased Baihaqi. His head was looking for comfort in the recess of Aisyah's neck.
Baihaqi missed Aisyah so much. Very long and even missed. Gathering every day was not enough to treat his longing. His body needed a more intimate union.
"I want you my Humairah ..." said Baihaqi slowly.
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