My ex-President My Husband

My ex-President My Husband
ALIKA VOICE: Your Ex-Nurse Your Wife


Now I want Alika to tell me.


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ALIKA ARTANEGARA POV 🖤


Fajr, 04:30 Wib


I heard Adzan's voice being placed right in my baby's ear. My husband's voice is so melodious mixed with the sound of sobbing from the novelty of his heart.


My soul and heart are shaking. The maternity room is so khitmad and quiet. My daughter, Maura kept holding my hand, kissed my face and kept whispering the words in my ear.


"Mama woke up, sister was born-"


Both eyes I forced to open, tears kept dripping from my tail as I grimaced with pain as the Doctor stitched the wound around my core.


Now I see the fingers of the baby boy being held by my husband. I managed to bring her into the world with a normal process.


"Darling, look at this, our boy! His face looks a lot like yours, Al! I made--"


"Bill???"


"Yes, I'll do it both-"


The midwives and Doctors kept laughing at our guyonan.


Outside the delivery room, the voices of both my father and my sister kept on asking, when can they go inside to see me and our baby.


Because, before that.


I know my Papa is worried, it's been 18 hours I moaned pain to him before I finally gave birth. My papa kept rubbing my belly, when my baby kick came back.


"Father--!" I hugged his chest, squeezing the clothes covering his body.


"Patience, Son. Alika strong!!" Grandfather's voice was very efficacious, making my son inside instantly stop his kick.


My husband kept peeping at my face, as I complained of the pain. She was faithful to look after me for 18 hours until I gave birth. I knew he was tired, being late to eat and not sleeping at all. But for the sake of his love for us, I got him as Papa and the perfect standby Husband.


Loving and eventually marrying my cousin is something I never thought I would do in my life. I used to feel like I was just a cotton swab that could be taken out of his life.


A man who is handsome, handsome, lots of possessions and a lot of money. Yes, he is my husband, Bilmar Artanegara.


The man I love in High School. I had the feeling that I was just a piece of sand powder to him. But it was all wrong, because my intelligence could finally pull itself to worship the love at my feet.


Now I will no longer regret why the Universe separated us in a long time and had made my life a mess.


Because I already know the answer. The universe wanted to give me the test of life first before I was finally perfected with a sense of eternal happiness.


Being the true heir of Artanegara, married to a long-lost ex-lover, reunited with my real Papa and Sister. And have two hearts at the moment. What a way of life I never imagined.


I love Maura Zivanan as fully as I love Maldava Ammar the first child I gave birth to from my own womb).


"The two of you are his love Mama, son, keep living to look after each other, protect and help. Happy when one is happy and sad when one is sad!"


"And for you my love..."


"We are always side by side. Always step in step. Don't let me walk alone in front of you or walk backwards behind you.."


"I'll find you back, now,


MY EX-PRESIDEL MY HUSBAND"


"I love you, Bilmar!"


From the...


YOUR EX-CARE YOUR WIFE


Alika Sarasafi Artanegara


EXPIRE.


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