Marrying my Best Friend
Aila was conscious

Alex laughs walking away from Naya who is lying on the bed helpless, into the bathroom cleaning herself. Moments later she came out of the bathroom with a towel just around her waist and knees.

Naya stared intently at Mr. Alex. "What do you do to me, what if I'm pregnant." Alex chuckles. "If you're pregnant just give birth, just bother."

Naya was surprised to hear Mr. Alex's words, she was angry, thrown a pillow at the man but she avoided anything about his body, until nothing else can be made to throw the man's body. Alex laughs. "Don't waste your energy, take a shower there! your body smells of love." Alex laughed while changing clothes after which he exited the room, walking leisurely while smiling.

Naya got out of bed limped into the bathroom, filled with warm water and therapeutic scent, and soaked in it, closed her eyes. His tears flowed, he wanted to go back in time where he laughed freely, played with friends in the rice field, appreciated and adored.

If suicide is not prohibited, he wants to end his life. "I really can't live" he murmured in his heart. Time was not felt, he had long soaked in the bathtub and fell asleep there.

Alex was restless an hour more Naya did not go out he went to the bathroom he saw Naya was asleep there and almost drowned taken the bath rope to cover Naya's body and carried her then laid on the bed. Alex takes a shirt for Naya, she puts it on and covers Naya's body, in her brow kiss. "I'm sorry, this isn't mine but yours." Alex was lying next to Naya, looking at her tired face. "Nay, stop chasing the guy you like, he's married" she murmured softly.

Alex hugged the woman who used to be still in his admiration still remembered, the first time he snatched the makota owned by Naya and said his purpose was to raise her child, the child, no words were spoken on Naya's lips only the tears flowing down her cheeks looked at her with a wounded look. After arriving in Paris Naya was brought to a magnificent house that is remote away from the city and in strict guard.

Alex looks at Naya who doesn't want to see her. "Prepare yourself tomorrow, don't forget your original pump for Kris and leave it to madam katerin."

Alex leaves the room and the house goes to his residence with Andara and baby Kris.

At the hospital, Frans faithfully waited for Aila to come to her senses. When the time of the magrib prayer and Frans isya also praying in Ai's room, he did not want to leave her in the least, his guilt for not being able to take care of her properly, he said, his wife had to give birth at the age of seven months. After the completion of the prayer Isya'

Frans waited for Aila by sitting in front of Ai's bed, and holding Aila's hand, she fell asleep by placing her head on the lip of the bed while her hands clasped Aila's hand tightly, until the dawn of Adhan berkumandang Frans woke up. he went to the bathroom to clean himself and perform dawn prayers, then read the Quran briefly, then read the Koran, after he finished he returned to his seat facing Aila's bed. He looked at his wife's face peacefully. To see Aila's hand move and work her eyes. Frans was surprised, Ai you're sober?" frans asked when he saw his eyes wide open. Ai you're conscious?" she pressed the button to tell him that Aila had. Shortly thereafter the doctor came who was none other than him was Doctor Danu. Doctor Danu patted Frans' shoulder. "I'll check up on her for a while." After checking carefully, she greeted Aila" How do you feel?" Aila smiled. "It's not good to have not met my son." Doctor Danu chuckled. "Really, it's still in the incubator." Danu looked to Frans. "Don't give me anything before Aila takes the wind." Frans nodded, then Doctor Danu walked out of Aila's nursery. Frans looked at Ai's face, "thank you, Ai, for giving me such a handsome son," frans said to Ailah and kissed the forehead of the woman who had always accompanied from childhood until now had been the wife and mother of her son. "I'm sorry, I can't take good care of you to the point of harming you and your baby" she whispered regretfully. Aila shook her head and smiled. "You've taken care of me so much, Frans it was an accident, most importantly our baby survived and I'm fine." Frans looked at his wife closely close his face when he wanted to kiss Ai's lips suddenly greeting from the outside was heard they replied and Frans also held his body up again while chuckling at the door that was wide open. Nara and Diki enter with a plastic bag filled with food. "Tante and Om, if again the door-friendly mode is closed, pity the little ones like me see that." Aila grunts. "Who are you, no longer a child, who are you looking at?" Nara put the luggage on the table while laughing. "It's my husband, Auntie." Aila only smiled because to make her laugh her stomach hurt so much. "Lo from small to want to have a child why restless is not cross-figuring," asked Aila as she rolled her eyes upwards.

"This is already an orok. Om, move! Cuddle Aunt, eat Sama Bang Diki, Om. Haven't eaten yet, have you?" babble Nara won't stop.

Frans also succumbed Nara sat in front of Aila while congratulating her aunt. "Congratulations, Aunt. Nara, Auntie's seneng is fine, can you call her Aunt?" ask Nara about her tant. Ai hits Nara's arm. I'm grown up, Ra. Just don't call grandma," Ai joked with a laugh and grimaced. "Don't laugh, Auntie. Later his stomach hurt I was angry Om." he said while chuckling.

Diki invited Frans to breakfast he took two boxes of food that one was given Frans and the other for him. "Om, breakfast first, later if Om is the same aunt again forgot breakfast, the door just forgot to close."

Frans laughed at taking the rice box. "You're as restless as your wife." Diki laughs. "No, Om. I'll just remind Om, won't I, Ra?" Nara nodded steadily. Making them laugh, again Aila grimaced with the pain in her stomach.

"Tante has the wind yet?" ask Diki to Aila. Suddenly Nara stood up while pressing her nose and replied, "Already, Bang. Oh stinking auntie!" Nara went to the sofa where Frans and Diki were sitting. Everyone laughed while pressing his nose avoiding the pungent smell, it was fortunate that the door was open so the fruit was soon gone.