Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Rayyan is innocent, son!

"Well, did you see, the faces of our three grandchildren are very similar to Rayyan? Though Arumi who was pregnant for nine months less, but the face, nose and eyes like Rayyan." Lena chuckles when she remembers being in the hospital. He was able to see his three grandchildren even though he was not given permission to hold them. Rayyan did not want her children's bodies touched by a demonic woman like her mother.

So too with Firdaus. The middle-aged man could only look at his three grandchildren while being carried by Arumi, and the two nurses who were standing guard in the VVIP room. The two old men were completely unable to touch the tiny body that had only been born a few hours into the world.

"Yes, Ma. Only the part of his lips was similar to Arumi's. The rest, controlled by Rayyan." Firdaus also chuckled although the pain in the heart was still felt due to Rayyan's attitude while in the hospital. However, he tried to understand why his eldest son was acting as if Rayyan was reluctant if the sacred bodies of his three children were touched by the hands of sinners like himself and Lena.

"May we meet again with them, huh, Pa?" please Lena.

"Before meeting with Triplet, we must ask permission first to Rayyan. Do not carelessly come to the apartment, later the child rampages and even cause big problems for all of us." Firdaus tried to remind Lena not to act rashly in making a decision.

Lena cut her lips. "Ish, the Papa! Of course I won't carelessly meet my three grandchildren. I must have asked Rayyan for permission first."

"Yes .. yes .. You must also be breastfed if Rayyan does not give you permission to meet the Triplet."

The middle-aged woman took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Almost forgot about how Rayyan had behaved towards him all this time. Too happy to forget, that she is the source of the destruction of the household Mei Ling, Rayyan's mother.

"Yes, Pa!" answer Lena briefly.

When Firdaus and Lena stepped into the living room, there was already Raihan playing his mobile phone. I don't know what Firdaus' youngest son did, but surely the super-cold single seemed so serious staring at the screen of a 6.5-inch phone with the apple logo behind it.

Hearing the sound of the steps of expensive shoes clashing with the ceramic floor, the lecturer turned his head and his neutrality caught the two figures of his parents. A smile with happy sparkling eyes was vividly painted on their increasingly twilight faces.

"Today, Mom and Dad were so happy. Where did he go?" ask Raihan full of questions. It was not usual for the middle-aged couple to leave early in the morning, wearing neat clothes with a sumringah face.

"Mama and Papa have stopped Arumi at the hospital. Your sister-in-law, yesterday afternoon gave birth," replied Lena between the ages. Happy glowers look real in his eyeballs. "You know, son. The faces of Mama's three grandchildren are very similar to her father's, like a betel in two."

Lena told me a story full of passion. His heart was in full bloom because his beloved daughter-in-law had given the middle-aged woman a priceless gift. The presence of three adorable little babies, making his life more colorful.

"What your Mama said was right, Rai. Your niece is so funny. Every time Papa called, they would smile while writhing in a sling. Although the elder Ghani continued to cry when approached by Papa, but this heart was still happy because it could see the three adorable grandchildren of Papa." Firdaus chimed in on Lena's words. "Finally, Papa's desire to get grandchildren is granted."

"Ck! Why did Mom and Dad meet them at the hospital? He never treated Papa and Mama well!" raihan was annoyed to hear the story from his parents. "People with arrogant dispositions and never respect parents, do not deserve to be approached. Let him die and rot away alone!"

"Diehale!" snapped Firdaus. Looking up at Raihan. The eyeballs widen, with hands clenched to the side. He did not accept the oath of absorbency spoken from the lips of his youngest child.

"Why, Pa? Isn't what I said all true! Papa's firstborn doesn't know how to respect parents!" said Raihan with a tinge. Upset because the papa still continues to defend Rayyan. In fact, since the first brother was never respectful towards the two parents especially to his biological mother-Lena.

"High school to carry the knowledge to the land of Sakura who is famous for having a culture of courtesy but does not guarantee he is respectful towards parents. In that case, it is useless for him to go to college if in the end he cannot respect his parents. It's a waste of time and money!" cibir Raihan's. Tired of envy because his brother was allowed to study abroad, while he only struggled in the country alone. In fact, to enter college he had experienced difficulties related to the legality of his parents' marriage.

Seeing the situation heating up, Lena tried to divorce her son and husband. For some reason every time you discuss Rayyan, Raihan is always emotional and often gets out of control.

Firdaus, of course, would not accept if one of his sons were to muck up the blood of his other flesh. And vice versa. The middle-aged man would be instantly emotional when Rayyan insulted Raihan in front of him. He only wanted his two children to be able to live peacefully, and get along well without any disputes between the two of them.

"Papa, control yourself. Don't get emotional." Rubbing the husband's shoulder, hoping the anger in the man soon subsides.

After saying that sentence, Lena looked towards Raihan while saying. "Son, watch what you say! After all, the person you are talking about is your own brother. Respect him as you respect Mama and Papa," he rebuked in a gentle tone. Always say meekly when talking to his son, including to Rayyan, his stepson.

Instead of stopping talking, Raihan grew more emotional hearing Lena's words. Then, the man got up from the sofa and laughed forcedly. "Honor her?" he asked by emphasizing every sentence spoken. "Curtain! Don't expect me to honor a disobedient child like that arrogant, arrogant guy like that son of a bitch!"

Plaque!

"Based on a brat!" A loud slap landed on Raihan's smooth cheek. It was too hard to leave a five-finger mark on his smooth face.

Raihan sniffed while holding his cheek which felt hot due to a slap given by the papa. "Why did Papa slap me? Was everything I said wrong until Papa could slap me?"

"Should, Papa thank me, for protecting Papa's wife from the evil of a criminal child like Rayyan!" Exploding already the emotion in Raihan. He was no longer able to stem the emotions in him who was detained from a long time ago. Vaporizing resentment, hatred and heartache because felt in the duet number by Firdaus even though he and Rayyan are the real children of the man. However, he felt that Firdaus had been more privileged with his eldest son.

"Diehale!" Firdaus shouted back. The man's palm rose into the air, preparing to give another slap to the child's face. His face was flushed red, the roar of breath was fiercely hunting. Eyes are sharpened.

"Stop!" scream Lena hysterical. Already unable to see the beloved husband and child fighting in front of his own eyes and head.

Firdaus's palm froze in the air, then, the man slowly lowered it to its original place. Breathing deeply, unraveling the emotions within.

Lena got up from her seat. Stepping forward, approaching the two men he loved most. He looked at his flesh and blood with his own eyes, then turned to look at his husband.

"You've misunderstood your brother Rai. Rayyan is completely innocent. In this case, the guilty one is Mama because Mama ...."

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