My Husband's Heart Belongs to Another Woman
The request of Noah Ibrahim.

"Miss Ayana!" Such was the shout that was completely ignored by the girl who still did not intend to relax the pace of Ali's iron horse.

After a few minutes the iron horse bolted and it was felt that the three men in black clothes had no longer followed them, the girl also pulled the vehicle belonging to Ali.

Ali's still flinching. He was still waiting, what sentence would slide from his tiny red lips.

"I'm sorry" he said with eyes staring at Ali. Ali was still silent, waiting for the next sentence.

"Thank you, already willing to help me," he said again with a smile as thin as silk, but the sweetness really able to make Ali almost choked on his own saliva. Ekhem!

"Even I haven't said if I was willing to help you just now, have I? It's coercion!" Ali threw her gaze to the side as the girl with round eyes approached looking at him.

"One more time, I'm sorry, sir." Ali will protest with the greeting that the girl pinned for him. Why must Father? His mother called herself with the greeting. Lah, this is Father.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, suddenly his phone rang.

"Dad call you, Mas. I hope you come to the hospital right now!"

"Ali is coming soon, ma'am," replied Ali before ending his voice call to the mother.

Ali rushes up on his second wheel and seems to have forgotten the presence of the girl who has already made a bit of colossal drama today for him. However, Ali suddenly frowned as if remembering something now. And sure enough, Ali turned out to remember the amulet of the father and his eyes were immediately fixed on the girl he did not know her identity at all.

"Well remember that promise you made, Miss?" ask with a sharp look.

The girl nodded without looking at Ali who was still looking at her.

"Alright, come with me, now!" her word.

Without asking where and for what, the girl went straight up to Ali's iron horse.

It did not take long, now both have arrived at the hospital where the father was treated.

"I beg you to be my best partner for now" Ali said with great emphasis and was answered with a nod of the head by the girl.

"Mother!" the middle-aged woman with her hair carried one back seemed to stand when she saw the arrival of Ali who was not alone.

"How are you doing, Mom?" ali asked as he clasped his mother's hands that felt cold on the palm.

"Critical father again, Mas. Many times I've called your name."

"Sorry Ali, Mom. There was a small incident on the street." The mother began to notice the girl who was now standing behind the son.

"Who is he, Mas?" he asked with an unblinking gaze and also his furrowed brows as if clarifying his question just now.

While Ali with a surprised face and looks like a scene that looks confused now. "Argh! I haven't even asked her what her name is, have I?" monologue in the heart.

"Oh!" It was like a fasting person who had just heard the adzan magrib reverberating with a glass of fresh fruit ice in front of him. It feels nyess, adem really.

"She really practiced my words earlier." Ali looked at the beautiful girl who only knew her name was Ayana Isadia who was also staring at her.

"Ali's future wife?" guess the mother without further ado.

"Check, uhuk!" The girl named Ayana looked surprised at the words of Halimah Ibrahim, Ali's mother.

"Eh, why? Don't be nervous. I'm very happy because Ali was finally able to fulfill the request of his father who is now struggling in there," Halimah Ibrahim pointed to the room that read ICU on the door.

Ali nodded his head looking back at Ayana. Try talking through the eyes, hoping Ayana understands and understands.

"Why new now, Mom? When your father was,,." Halimah was unable to continue her sentence. The tightness in his chest becomes more and more when he sees the condition of his husband, Noah Ibrahim. Her tears spoke first.

"Dad can definitely get through his critical times, Mom. Trust Ali." The mother did not respond to her son's words. He looked up and looked at the ceiling of the hospital. Ali could see how worried he was when he saw his soulmate lying helplessly with an infusion tube in hand as well as some medical devices now attached to his body that were connected to a monitor screen.

Noah Ibrahim seemed to move his fingers, then tried to open his eyes slowly. Ali rushed to the father with Ayana. Halimah sat next to her husband.

"Dad," said Ali slowly with a closer face. The father responded through his eye language.

"Sir." Ali darkened

"Sister, Sister?" tanyanya in her heart felt astonished then looked at the mother who was also looking at her.

"I'm here, Bang. What's up?" ask Halimah. Ali was starting to understand now, maybe this was the affectionate call between the two of them. But, why?

The mother gently stroked the back of the father's hand. "Ali Zein Ibrahim my son, come here, son!" her door. And Ali felt something bad through the call with his full name spoken by his father, as if implying a sadness.

Ali brought her face closer. "Well here, what do you want?" tanyanya slow. However, there was a tremendous turmoil felt by Ali as their two neutrals looked at each other in a row. Ali stepped aside as his father gently patted his arm.

"Who's the pretty girl behind you, Ly? Is your son-in-law's future father?" Ali immediately looked at Ayana and was replied with a smile by the girl. "God willing, Dad. Did you respect him?" tanya Ali looks resigned. Indeed, his original intention of bringing Ayana here was not as far as the words that had just slid free from his lips.

Noah Ibrahim smiled in response to Ali's question and nodded slowly.

"Good intentions must be quickened, Ly! What else are you waiting for? Call Ustad Musa to witness your marriage!"

Ali. "Why should it be so fast? Do you think this girl next to me is an orphan who doesn't need permission to marry her? Even if it was true that way, at least he still had a brother that I had to ask for permission. And I'm sure he comes from a fairly well-to-do family, I can see from the three men who called him with Miss's greeting on the road," his monologue inwardly.

However, all Ali's questions and objections to the father's request seemed to be blown away as Ayana nodded in agreement with Noah Ibrahim's request.

"You're willing to be Ali Zein Ibrahim's wife, son?"