Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Marriage Contract Letter

When Ghani came out of the bathroom, Queensha got up from the soft sofa in the room. The woman's body froze in place as her gaze fell on the water droplets from the husband's jet-black hair, sliding down to the neck. The man's hand movement when rubbing his hair using a small towel looks so sensual like a slow motion movement like an action film.

Queensha swallowed a hard-earned salivary while looking at the creation of God that was plastered real in front of it. Crazy, handsome. Unknowingly the woman admired the handsome man who stood as her husband.

"Why stand there? Is there something I want to talk to you about?" Ghani's heavy voice restored Queensha's consciousness that had lost a moment ago.

Queensha turned her face the other way when two pairs of eyes accidentally sat. Just looking at Ghani's eyes had made Queensha's body go limp for a moment.

Oh my God, what really happened to me? Why does my body go limp every time I see that guy? I felt like there was a magnet on the man that forced me to keep looking at him, Queensha roared inwardly.

Before answering Ghani's question, Queensha cleared her throat first to remove the large chunk of cactus that was blocking her throat.

"Ehm ... Look, sir, for tonight .. where do I sleep? It's impossible if we sleep sa-"

"On the couch! As long as we stay at my parents' house for that long you sleep there. I'm not used to sharing a bed with other people especially that person is a woman." Ghani pointed to a long sofa beside a large window overlooking the back garden.

In that instant Queensha was wide open with her jaw open. "What's? On couch?" the woman said, repeating the words of her husband.

Ghani drew a sharp gaze towards Queensha. "Yes, on the couch. Wh why? You think we're gonna sleep one bed. That so?" tanyanya cynic. "Do I need to repeat the words that were once spoken on my lips? If we're me"

"No need, sir! I still remember what you said, Mr. Queensha quickly, the woman's hand was waving in the air. Queensha doesn't want that line to be the scary scourge of her life just like the nightmares that almost every night come haunting.

"It's good that you remember. So I don't need to spend energy just to repeat the same words" Ghani said. The man walked towards the nightstand drawer beside the bed then took out the brown map from inside.

Ghani thrusts the map in front of Queensha. "You can learn first, if if there are things that are not understood, you can ask me directly."

The tail of Queensha's eyes moved, looking at the brown map and Ghani in turn. The woman's forehead wrinkled up trying to guess the contents in the map before her.

"That's what, sir?" tanyanya.

"Open up, you will know for yourself" Ghani said. Once the brown map was within Queensha's grasp, the man sat on a single sofa with both legs overlapping and both hands stretched to the left right side.

With trembling hands Queensha opened the map and took out a sheet of paper in it. "Sir, i-this .. marriage contract? Why did you give this to me?"

Ghani snorted at Queensha's question. "Why? Of course as our rule in living this household piece, Miss. I want you to know your limits as a wife and I know my limits as a husband. I do not want you to feel aggrieved while wading the ark of domestic life with me. Therefore, in order to avoid anything unwanted I deliberately made a marriage contract agreement letter."

Queensha smiled wryly hearing that. Previously he had thought to open his heart to accept Ghani as a husband, but saw the man's attitude that seemed to fortify himself undo his intention to learn to love the father of his foster children.

Take a deep breath and then breathe out slowly. "All right, I understand now. A pen?" Queensha turned his hand to Ghani.

The narrow-eyed man gasped for a moment. "You ... do not want to read the contents of our marriage agreement before signing it? Not afraid if the contents of the contract harm yourself?"

"no need. I'm sure you can't include strange articles in the contents of our marriage contract. Can I sign it now? I was very tired and wanted to clean up and rest. Tomorrow I have to get up early and take Rora to school."

Ghani was a little snapped. He didn't think Queensha believed him that much. "This is the pen."

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The next day, Queensha is again preoccupied with her activities as a baby sitter from Aurora. Although now the status of the woman is a connecting mother for a four-year-old little girl, but she still carries out her duties and responsibilities as before.

"Well, Ghani where haven't grown up yet?" arumi asked when she saw Queensha coming down alone.

"Pak Ghani's still sleeping, Bun, maybe exhausted. Last night he stayed up for a job" said Queensha. She helped her in-laws arrange food on the dinner table, then poured white milk into long glasses for all family members including Ghani.

Arumi looked at the daughter-in-law's face that looked gloomy. He wanted to ask, but was stopped because he did not want to interfere too much in the household of the child and his daughter-in-law. Well even though they live one roof, it does not mean he has to know the domestic crisis experienced by Ghani and Queensha. For Arumi, Ghani is an adult and he believes his eldest son can finish their household without anyone's help.

"Come on, eat some more vegetables, honey. If not eaten how can you grow up, son." Queensha is having breakfast with her husband, son and two daughters-in-law. He lifted the spoon in front of Aurora's mouth. Queensha has been reprimanding Aurora who seems reluctant to eat vegetables capcay chicken fill broccoli, carrots pakcoy and corn.

Aurora's head shook. "Congratulations, Ma. I don't want to eat any more vegetables."

Queensha put the spoon on the plate. A rough sigh rang out making everyone at the dining table turn their attention towards Queensha.

"Rora really doesn't want to eat vegetables anymore?" asked Queensha who answered a nod of the head. "Ehm .. so apparently. Too bad, even though Mama plans to make your way to the mall, buy a drawing tool. He said yesterday that your color pencils are gone and the drawing book is gone too. But ... Because you do not want to spend vegetables made by Budhe Tina, then Mama did not become ajakin you to the mall."

Queensha pretended to have a disappointed face. He deliberately did that to persuade the child.

It seems Queensha's efforts were not in vain. Aurora looked at the woman next to her with happy sparkling eyeballs. The little girl did aspire to become a famous architect in the country.

"So this afternoon Mama wants to make me go to the mall. Huh yeah?" ask Aurora enthusiastically.

"really. But it's not because you don't want to eat vegetables. How do you want to be architecture if you eat vegetables do not want to." Queensha tidied Aurora's hair using her plump fingers. "You know, if so architecture should be a high school like Papa, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle and your Aunty. If you are sick because you do not eat vegetables when big? He said he wanted to be the architecture of the vegetable meal did not want to."

Aurora Cengegesan heard Queensha's words. "I want to eat more vegetables, Ma, let's get big quick."

"Well, that's dong. This is called a smart kid. Come on, open his mouth again."

Queensha scooped back the vegetables and pointed them at Aurora's mouth. Little Aurora obeyed the young lady next to her. This time he was chewing the food.

Arumi's eyes glazed over the proximity between Queensha and Aurora. His heart was increasingly convinced that the former baby sitter of his granddaughter was the right woman to be a good wife and mother for two people he loved so much. While Rayyan only put on a flat face as usual. However, in my heart I am grateful that Queensha is able to carry out her role as a good mother to Aurora.

I have no regrets about provoking Ghani into marrying Queensha. He ... is indeed the ideal mother, wife and daughter-in-law. Rayyan again enjoyed the dishes on the dining table with joy.

Unwittingly by anyone, there was a pair of narrow eyes smiling faintly when witnessing the beautiful scenery ahead there. So faint that no one even knows if the corner of the man's lips is pulled upwards.

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