Loving You the Way to Heaven
Chapters 108. Religious Court Letter

To esokan day.

"Roy!" Ammar called his assistant and opened all the letters on his desk.

"Yes, Boss." Roy runs over to Ammar who is still busy looking for something.

"Today's letters are there any you haven't seen?" Ammar was curious about Nabila's last night talk.

"Some, Boss." Roy opened the drawer and pulled out some letters that had not been given to Ammar.

Ammar searched one by one the letters on his desk, and the results were nil, no letters from the Religious Court at all.

"Nobody, did I hear you wrong last night?" ammar said slowly and still heard by Roy.

"Search for a letter from what company, boss?" roy asked politely, so as not to offend Ammar.

"Not the letter!" Ammar began to re-apply his wheelchair.

'Isn't that letter? What letter dong? Love letter?' Roy was confused by his superior attitude, directly following from behind.

"Gram!" call Ammar to find his wife's personal assistant.

"Sar?"

"Yes, Sir." Sarah approached Ammar with her jutek face because she saw Roy behind her.

"Are there any more letters, other than the one you gave yesterday?" ammar asked quietly so as not to be heard by his wife.

"Nothing, Sir!" answer Sarah briefly.

"You looking for this, Mom?" Aini asked from behind Sarah and approached Ammar.

Aini had guessed that Ammar must have sought a letter from the Religious Court, because yesterday Aini read the name of the sender of all incoming letters.

"Here?" Ammar saw Aini holding a divorce papers from Nabila.

Feel the aura of atsmofir between a husband and wife. Roy invites Sarah to leave them both.

"What does this mean, Mom?" aini's voice began to stiffen.

"Here, sit down!" Ammar tried to talk softly with his wife who was already emotional.

"So this ... Alesan, why doesn't Mba Nabila stay with us? It's not because the papih's sick, is it?"

"It's quiet!" Ammar drew closer to Aini and tried to calm his feelings.

"Jawab, Mommy!" Aini shed her tears.

In accordance with Ammar's allegations, Aini certainly did not approve of his divorce with Nabila. Therefore, Ammar and Nabila agreed not to discuss their divorce with Aini.

"Yes" said Ammar in a soft voice.

"Why? Ammar is forced, yes?" asked Aini who already felt pain in her stomach area.

"No! I never meant to him, Nabila himself wanted to."

"And would you like to get divorced from Mba Nabila?" Aini held her stomach to endure the pain.

"Why silence?" Aini began a row with Ammar who did not respond.

"Mas! Aini ask the same, Mas!" Aini is getting upset with Ammar.

"Yes! Because Mas does not love him, because Mas does not want to lose you again with our child. Because I just want to be with you! Is it wrong?" Ammar released all the feelings in his heart that Ammar had hoped for.

"Astagfirullah, Mum! I know that divorce is very much hated by God," Aini who still objected to Ammar's decision.

"This is enough, this has become the decision of Mas both with Nabila." Ammar gripped Aini's shoulder in a fit of care using one hand.

"Why I wasn't honest from the beginning with Aini. Mas's? Why lie about Mba Nabila who doesn't want to live with us!"

Aini was disappointed by Ammar's attitude of lying to her and covering up her divorce with Nabila.

"Is Aini like a child in the eyes, Mas? So that easily Mas can lie Aini? Aini know, this is a matter of privacy Mas and Mba Nabila! But, should Mas lie and cover all this from Aini?" Aini begins to grow angry with Ammar for some reason her heart hurts so much when Ammar lies to her.

"Sorry Aini, I didn't mean to lie to you. I just don't want you ...."

"That's it, Mas ... No need to explain!" Aini felt disappointed with Ammar's attitude, while enduring the pain in her abdomen. Aini tried to stand up and set her foot towards the room.

"Here you are, what's wrong?" Ammar panicked looking at Aini's sweaty face held back the pain in his stomach and saw fluid dripping from his wife's legs as he walked.

"Aawwwh!" grimacing Aini in pain held her stomach increasingly sore and held on to Ammar's left shoulder so as not to fall.

"Astagfirullah, Aini!" Ammar panicked when the liquid that came out mixed with blood.

"Oh my God, Nope!" sarah shouted when she saw the blood that was seeping on Aini's blue shirt immediately memapah Aini walk.

"Roy, hurry Roy!" ammar yelled in frustration as he could do nothing when the wife in front of him needed help.

"Astagfirefull!" without asking permission from her husband, Roy immediately carried Aini and put her in the car, while Sarah pushed Ammar's seat to get to the car faster.

After that, Roy just helped Ammar to sit next to his wife.

"Quick Roy, walk!" Ammar looked at the hand of his wife who felt excruciating pain.

"Mas, sick!" say Aini with an irregular roar of breath.

"Prophey, baby!" said Ammar who kissed Aini's forehead and clasped his hand.

"Pull a deep breath, Nope! Dispose ... Pull Again ... Dump it!" Sarah leads Aini to follow her direction.

Aini began to follow the instructions of Sarah to take a deep breath and throw her breath slowly from the mouth, and continued repeatedly Aini did so until her husband and Roy followed Sarah's directions.

Seeing Roy and his boss take a deep breath and breathe slowly, making Sarah hold her laugh.

"Breath again ... Then throw it slowly ...." Sarah shook Aini's other hand and continued to give instructions to breathe on display to relieve pain in Aini's stomach due to contractions.

"Huuuu, haaaa, huuu, haaaa" said Roy who was driving along feeling tense throughout his body.

React attention was sent towards Roy who was driving with the movement of Roy who took a deep breath and wasted his breath.

Ammar who saw Roy's movement by hearing Roy's voice took a breath of his elongation with a reflex following Roy's style.

"Yuuuu ... Haaaa ... Huw ... Haaa." Ammar followed Roy's style and stared at Aini.

"Astagfirullah ... Sick Mas, maaafin Aini Mas if Aini much wrong! Sorry Aini's attitude is not polite with Mas, sorry Aini if Aini often mumbled in the back, Mas. Sorry Aini, Mas ... The one who was angry the same, Mas," prank Aini who remembered her sins against her husband when she felt an excruciating pain in her stomach.

"Yes, honey. Already Mas sorry! You are strong, you can be, baby. Mas will be beside you" said Ammar who heard all the confessions of his wife.

Sarah who heard and saw two lovebirds in front of her eyes was very moved and held her laughter.

"Sarah I'm sorry yes ... Who can't bring you together with Roy." Aini's memories of her who had not been able to help Sarah when the illness hit her.

Deg.

Sarah who was embarrassed by Aini's words could only smile and continue to give spirit to Aini. Because Sarah understands Aini's current condition, so does Roy who only looks back with a glance using the rearview mirror above her.

"Ohh, baby don't think much! Focus on yourself." Ammar reminded Aini to throw the spele thing.

Ciiit!

When Roy braked suddenly because he got several motorbike riders who were careless on the streets.

"It's true, Roy!" shouted Ammar who was angry at Roy's negligence in driving.

"Sorry, Boss!" Roy's running his car back. At that moment Aini grabbed Ammar's hair tightly.

"Saaakkitt! Hhuu ... Haaa ...." Shouted Aini very tight while grabbing her husband's hair.

"Adduuhh, duh, duh! Yank pain, pain!" ammar shouted trying to release the jubilant from Aini's hands.

"Istigfar yank! Strigfar ... Astagfirullahallazim!" said Ammar instructed Aini while releasing the jambai from Aini's hand.

"Astagfirullahallazim ...." Aini began to loosen her trap and held Ammar's left hand again.

"Strong, baby!" Ammar stroked Aini's head and kissed her sweaty forehead.

Aini saw her husband patiently beside her starting to slowly lose his consciousness and bleed from her nose.

"Astagfirullah, Aini! Sar wipes, wipes!" Ammar started to panic as blood came out of Aini's nose.

"Roy, hurry Roy!" Ammar began to cry to see his unconscious wife.

"Here, wake up baby! You must be strong! Just be patient soon we'll be here!" Ammar kept crying looking at his wife who kept bleeding from his nose.

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