Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Special Woman in Ghani's Life


Ghani touched the guardrail that separates the land from the artificial lake in front of the hotel where he was staying. The man's mind was empty as if he was thinking of something.


When he heard the sound of someone closing the door, Ghani turned his head and raised both corners of his lips when he saw his future wife stepping towards him.


"Is Rora asleep?" ghani asked as Queensha made it down the last steps safely.


Rainwater soaks the earth making the streets around slippery so that visitors are asked to be more careful not to slip while stepping. For this reason, Ghani reached out to welcome Queensha so that his future wife would not fall while descending the stairs.


"Already, Mas. Maybe because the fatigue makes it easy to fall asleep, but usually he will just fall asleep after I finish reading Snow White's fairy tale." Queensha turned his head for a few seconds towards Ghani before finally looking at the beauty of the moonlight from the reflection of the artificial lake water ahead there.


"How not to get tired, from getting out of the car until four in the afternoon, he ran to and fro tirelessly. Every corner she's been exploring has us both overwhelmed by watching her."


"Yeah, you're right, Mom. When we were both exhausted, he was even more excited than a kid his age." Queensha chuckled happily given how energized Aurora was when they went on an excursion, visiting two different tourist attractions at about the same time.


The mood suddenly quiet. No one opened their voice. A pair of ex-husband and wife who agreed to refer back seemed to be enjoying the beauty around at night.


The sound of fountains, the expanse of stars above the sky and the breeze at night make the atmosphere of this night so sad. Ghani and Queensha dissolve in joy.


A pretty face looked back at the handsome man next to her. Queensha only realized that Ghani has a pretty handsome facial features are no less handsome than the former charm of Chinese boyband Unine, Guan Yue. Her thick eyebrows curved beautifully over a pair of narrowed eyes. His nose is pointed, looking harmonious with a line of sensual thin lips. Although rarely spread a smile, but the aura of good looks of the man continues to scatter to make Queensha fascinated.


"Am I so handsome that you keep looking at your future husband's face?" chirping Ghani.


The baritone's voice made Queensha flinch from her daydream. He blinked quickly and then turned his face in any direction. In his heart cursed his stupidity because too engrossed in admiring the beauty of one of God's creations that plastered real in front of him.


What if Ghani is in the PD because she secretly praised the good looks of her future husband? Will Ghani think of himself


is a cheap woman because she continues to look at her future husband without batting an eye?


Ghani chuckled softly. On seeing a tinge of pink hue on both cheeks of Queensha. He grabbed the shoulders of his future wife so that the woman's head was on his chest that field.


"Don't think anything, My Queen! I don't think you're a cheap woman. Instead I feel happy because it continues to be looked at by beautiful women like you," said Ghani as if knowing the contents of Queensha's head.


Although they had lived one roof for about three months, but the two humans did not tell much about each other's lives let alone tell stories about their past. In addition to not wanting to violate the rules of the marriage contract agreement, both Queensha and Ghani thought, let it be a matter of privacy of each, no one should know how they were in the past.


Ghani pinched the tip of Queensha's nose in a fit of anxiety. This innocent attitude was very similar to Aurora, the beloved princess. "I'm just a human being, I don't have the advantage of being able to read other people's minds. Looking at your puzzled facial expression made me guess for myself what you might have in mind."


"Queensha, listen to me. I never thought you were a cheap woman. In my eyes, you are a kind woman who is able to keep her chastity out of the sight of another man. The proof when I touched you, you are still in a holy state has never been touched by anyone. It proves that my future wife is a good woman, who no one can touch easily."


"You know, Sha, how did I feel when I made love to you that night? Incredibly happy because my desire to give the first touch to a woman who still per*wan can be achieved. That's why I tried desperately to find your whereabouts because I wanted to marry the woman whose chastity I had taken away. I am the first man to have taken away the woman's chastity, so I have to take responsibility."


"So for five years Mas Ghani's been looking for my whereabouts, is that it?" queensha asked still can't believe Ghani's been looking for her all this time. He thought he was pretending to forget and thought nothing had happened that night. But apparently, Ghani was looking for him for five years.


Cupped Queensha's face, then gently rubbed the woman's cheeks lovingly. "You think I'm a jerk who's gonna easily forget the events we've been through together? Both my parents educated me and Zavier to be responsible men, accepting all the consequences of what he had done. So, when I rape you then I have to marry you as a form of accountability."


"Then, why has Mas Ghani not found any clues, but if you look financially it seems you can easily find my whereabouts."


Ghani sighed softly at Queensha's question. Gamang, should he answer the question honestly or hide all the truth from his future wife?


"Mas Ghani, why shut up? Is there anything you can't tell me?" Queensha's eyeballs moved, trying to find the cause of all the doubt in the man.


Ghani lowered both hands from Queensha's face. Then walk a few steps forward and stand on your back to the mother of your beloved daughter.


"It's all too complicated to explain. I don't think this issue can be told to you yet. However, I promise that everything is settled I will tell you. I'll tell you without a single thing missing."


There was a feeling of disappointment lingering within Queensha. However, he could not force Ghani if the man was not willing to tell him anything.


Trying to make a smile on your face. He touched the dashing back of his future husband slowly. "It doesn't matter if Mas Ghani hasn't told me yet. Yes, don't think about it anymore. I don't want this to ruin our mood."


Summarize the fingers, stick them on the cheeks and then tasting the fragrance of fresh fragrance nuanced fruits sourced from the soft skin of the woman. "Thank you for understanding my situation, Sha. You are a special woman, My Queen."


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