
"Faiz..are you...???" he said he immediately embraced Faiz's body without caring for Zahra who was beside him.
Faiz returned the embrace of the woman who was now embracing him.
"You...How are you ???" ask the woman to Faiz.
"I'm good..You how are you???" faiz asked the woman.
"I. I..hiks.." she cried in Faiz's arms.
Faiz was confused as to how, he also invited the woman into the room of the Rose bouquet.
He sat the crying woman in his arms in the leafa of the Rose bouquet.
Faiz forgot Zahra beside him. Zahra just silently stared at the closeness of her husband with a foreign woman for her.
"What's up...???" faiz asked the woman.
"Pha...Alex...Alex betrayed me. He went with that woman.hiks.
Buk Roses woke up when he heard Fathiya's cry.
"Fathiya...?? are you here, baby???" ask the rose to her eldest daughter.
Hearing the name called the Rose, Zahra was able to conclude that the woman was the eldest daughter of the Rose buk.
Fathiya approached her mother who was lying weak.
"I'm busy." she said, hugging her mother's body while crying.
"What's up???" ask her daughter the rose.
Fathiya was silent, she could not tell her husband's affair to his mother.
Fathiya's relationship with Alex was briefly about by Mawar, but Fathiya insisted on marrying Alex until she finally had the heart to leave her mother in Paris and work as a doctor in Indonesia.
This year their relationship is fine, but in this week revealed the rottenness of Alex who likes to play women.
Because Fathiya was disappointed with her husband, she asked for a few days off and went back to Paris to see her mother.
Upon arriving at her home, Stella informs Fathiya that her mother is in the hospital. Therefore Fathiya is guarding the Rose buk in the hospital while Stella is looking for food for them.
Fathiya looked at Zahra who was standing next to her mother. Fathiya felt she had known the woman but she did not know where.
The rose waiting for his daughter's answer seemed to forget when Fathiya looked at Zahra.
"Yes.knew this is Zahra...This Zahra helped my mother a month ago." said Mawar introduced Zahra to Fathiya.
Zahra extended her hand to Fathiya without Fathiya accidentally seeing the birthmark on Zahra's wrist.
Instantly Fathiya remembers her past with her little sister whom she cares deeply for.
"Azza.." lirih Fathiya then he approached Zahra about to hug Zahra's body, but in his speech because it appeared on Zahra's face confused by his attitude.
"I'm Fathiya.the eldest daughter of the Rose buk..." Fathiya introduced herself.
"Zahra.." said Zahra.
At that moment, Faiz approached Zahra.
"Yes...Zahra this is my wife." Faiz told Fathiya.
It made Fathiya feel bad for Zahra for hugging her husband in front of her eyes.
"I'm sorry about my attitude." - Fathiya said to Zahra.
"Bec...Fathiya is my friend when I was in college here... Mas already thought of him as his own brother.between Mas and he had nothing to do with it.." clearly Faiz hoped Zahra understood with his position that he accepted Fathiya's embrace just like that in front of his wife.
Zahra smile.
"I understand kok mas.lagian Kak Fathiya needs mas to vent his sadness.." said Zahra.
Fathiya felt overwhelmed by Zahra's words, she immediately hugged Zahra.
"Thank you Ra.." - Lirih Fathiya.
Fathiya hugged Zahra.
Degh's...
His beating heart felt warmth, he felt very close to Zahra. He felt that Zahra was his sister who had been missing all along.
Stella sees Fathiya and Zahra standing close together.
"They are very similar...." Bathin Stella stared intensely at Zahra and Fathiya.
"You have come, Stell, if that is why we eat together.." take Fathiya to Zahra and Faiz.
"Yes son.you eat with Fathiya yes.biar get more familiar.." said Rose to Zahra.
Finally Zahra followed Fathiya to the shofa, Stella took a plate and served the food she had just bought.
They also eat the food available.
"Ra...where do you live in Indo??" ask Fathiya on the sidelines of her meal.
"I live with Faiz" answered Zahra plainly.
"Before you got married???" Fathiya tried to get to know Zahra more closely.
"I live with Father and mother who love me very much." replied Zahra who suddenly he remembered Buk Siti and Mang Uddin both his adoptive parents.
,"If we are already in Indo, may I play to your parents' second home." said Fathiya.
"By my brother, I must be happy." replied Zahra happily.
Fathiya smiled, hoping that by clinging to both of Zahra's parents, she could uncover the truth of who Zahra really was.
They continued eating while chatting lightly.
After finishing the meal, Zahra and Faiz asked permission to leave because the day had begun to evening.
"Udah afternoon.we go home to Ra..." Take Faiz to Zahra.
"Yes mas.." replied Zahra, actually Zahra wanted to linger with the Rose and Fathiya.
Somehow Zahra felt she was comfortable hanging out and interacting with Fatjiya as well as the Rose bouquet. I want him to linger there. But he couldn't possibly reveal it to Faiz.
"Other times Play to my mother's house Ra.." said Buk Mawar expectantly.
"Mhm.iya buk.." replied Zahra.
"Oia buk.possibly two more days Zahra should return to Indonesia.because my work is delayed there...Poor papa took care of everything while I was here." Faiz told me of his departure to Indonesia.
"Mhm.ibuk will try to recover.biar can send you to the airport.." said Mawar to Zahra.
"Yes buk...Zahra hope you get well soon." said Zahra and then pecked the top of the Rose's head.
Rose increasingly felt that Zahra was his daughter, but he could not do anything because there was no evidence that Zahra was his daughter.
Zahra and Faiz came out of the Rose room leaving Fathiya, who was very curious about Zahra's figure.
Stella saw Fathiya also felt the same way as herself, she also showed a photo of Fathiya and Zahra that she took secretly while chatting earlier.
"Mbak Fathiya.try to see this.." he said.
Fathiya took the cell phone Stella put on her.
Fathiya was very amazed when he saw the photo of her and Zahra is very similar, just looks different age only.
At that time Fathiya also showed the photo to the Rose. Roses are silent and the photos of Fathiya and Zahra are very similar.
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