I'm Your Wife Not a Statue
married to zidan

five years later

"Nadia, don't run away son"

"iya mah" my son was very agile, he was only four years old, he was smart like his papa, me and my husband decided to name Nadia for his call. and now that I am pregnant again because of my husband's behavior, I smile when I see a pale-faced man with a pure white skin who always makes me not confident, he comes up and hugs me, in the kiss full of warm my forehead, his big hand rubbed my big stomach, my womb is now in the age of eight months.

"definitely tired, yes" he nodded, I took over his briefcase and I put it on the dinner table

"but tired of missing after coming home and seeing you" he could always make me misbehave like this, I still don't believe in his nature on this one, for years you knew before marriage and only now I know that he likes to fight, I hope that the fight is only for me.

"just you, you take a shower, I want to finish this first "Ali turned back, I turned it on again, not go, not go, the man who married me eight years ago now has his hands around my waist, his head on my shoulders.

"honey, take a bath, let your feet be fresh" I could feel his arm, this pale man was really spoiled, just there with your little four-year-old daughter.

"i want to hug you" in a whisper in my ear.

"yes, I'll hug you again if you want to sleep, yeah, baby"

"no way, I want to hold on to the rich gini" well I relented, he was really spoiled, actually if you don't want to escape, then, that means he's going to go out of town and leave me and his son, so he keeps sticking around

...

I do not know and do not want to know how it is now, after officially divorced from Fakhri, me and he never met again, reportedly also like lost in the swallow of the earth, I do not care, I do not care, now that I'm happy with my husband and son, I'm waiting for the presence of the second child who he said was a boy, hopefully right, now, so now Ali already has a pair of boys and girls.

"you want to go to Kalimantan?" my husband Nodded, his face pouting.

"yes baby, maybe I'll go home next week" he said so lazily

"i'll leave you with the kids again" I smiled warmly, he loved you so much, I was grateful to be his wife he was a kind man.

"honey, no papa, it's only one Sunday " I put his hands on the table, I hold it tightly.

"but I must miss you, baby "

"my dear, just one week, we can video call right?" I raised one eyebrow waiting for his response.

"yes yes, but promise yes vc continue "

"he em, baby "