My Son Is My Strength
Prospective Husband?!

"Uncle." Call Azzam wake up Marvel.

"Yes, uncle forgot to tell you because uncle was in such a hurry at that moment." Answer Marvel quickly.

"But--" said Azzam cut off by his mother.

"Honey already. Poor Marvel uncle, he just came." Arini said she understood the look on Marvel's face that could no longer answer questions for questions from her son.

"Hehehe. yes, then let's go inside uncle. Azzam makes a good drink later...." Ask Azzam to let Marvel in.

"Yes, please come in first Mar-vel." Arini also said, still awkward.

"Come, uncle." Take Azzam again, and Marvel nodded.

"Aryn...." Someone called Arini from far away, he had not even come down and parked his car.

"Dian!" Arini immediately walked towards Dian's car that had just been parked. Dian got out of her car and immediately hugged her best friend Arini with a sense of hilarity because they had just met for six years.

Azzam and Marvel as viewers, see the scene of a meeting between two friends who have been separated for a long time.

"Hmmm kangenn." Said Dian still hugging Arini, Arini hugged her best friend tightly.

"Have you read my email?" Arini asked between her feelings of joy, still hugging.

"Of course I've read it, so I'm straight here." Answer Dian. "Oh yeah, who's your future husband? You didn't tell me in your email message. Is he a good man?" Dian started to loosen their embrace and let go. Staring at Arini with a serious look.

"Hem..... My husband-to-be...." Arini hesitantly tells her future husband, who is Bian the initial cause of the problem. Afraid Dian still feels guilty about her because of the incident in the cafeteria during their college days.

"Prospective husband?!" Rangga muttered slowly, but was still heard by the three people.

"Is that your future husband?" Dian asked pointed at Marvel, walking over to him. He watched Marvel from top to bottom.

"Hmmm.His good looks are no less distant than Bian is popular cruel us." Dian judged Marvel while holding her chin, Arini shook her head repeatedly. However, Dian does not understand Arini's ring intent that she is not a future husband. Precisely what she nicknamed the popular cruel is her future husband.

Marvel just kept quiet, digesting everything he just heard. Ignoring Dian who was busy assessing her physique meticulously.

Azzam who realized Aunt in front of him was misunderstood about his future father, he also opened his voice.

"Eh.. This isn't Azzam Aunt's future father, but this is Marvel's uncle's coworker mom. His future father Azzam was the man Aunt mentioned just now, Om Bian." Azzam explained to Dian, who now looks in shock. He looked at Arini, then looked at Azzam again.

"B-Dam?!" Dian and Marvel said at the same time.

"Yes. Om Bian is the future father of Azzam." Azzam confirmed the words of Dian and Marvel.

Marvel immediately lowered Azzam, the balance of his body seemed to be lost because listening to the speech of Azzam.

"Rinn... a-is that true?" Dian asked back to approach Arini, wanting to be sure. Marvel is taking a look at Arini, as well as to get some reassurance from him.

Arini nodded, as a sign that Bian was indeed her future husband. It made Dian very surprised, not expecting.

"What the fuck?!" Shouted Dian closing her mouth, still in disbelief.

Marvel who got the nod from Arini, his body slightly wavering. Fortunately, he had dropped Azzam since then.

"Uncle? Uncle why?" Azzam's question realized Marvel's unbalanced body, making his body waver like a limp. Arini and Dian looked at Marvel.

"Are you okay?" Ask Arini.

"Ehhh, yeah, I'm fine. Just a little unbalanced." Marvel replies, covering up her shock that just got the fact that Arini will soon be the wife of her cousin Bian.

"No, uncle's like not okay." Azzam looked up at Marvel's face.

"Then let's rest inside." Take Arini.

"He's resting inside, like your body's not doing well." Dian continued to invite Marvel to rest in Arini's house.

"It's not my body that's not okay, but my heart that's not okay." Marvel murmured inwardly, chiming in on Dian's words.

"No, I'm fine." Marvel was still evasive, he tried to strengthen the body so as not to look sick (heart) on the three people who were staring at him.

"Uncle is okay?" Azzam again asked to be sure, also saw the body of Marvel who now looks fine.

"Yes, uncle is fine." Marvel answered, hiding his heartache.

"Oh yes, uncle just remembered that uncle still has important work to do. So can't linger here." Said Marvel, squatting parallels the height with Azzam.

"But we just met...." Azzam said disappointed, because he wanted to linger with Uncle Marvel who he had just seen back today.

"If uncle's work is done, uncle will come again here. Don't be sad, it's ugly to see it." Marvel said, calming Azzam who looks sad and disappointed.

"Promise." Azzam raised his little finger.

"Yes, uncle promise." Marvel linked her little finger to Azzam's tiny little finger.

"Hm." Azzam asked Marvel to leave.

"Well then uncle go first yeah...." Marvel stood up, wiping Azzam's head.

"Thank you for the offer, maybe next time I just stopped by." Marvel said to Arini, nodding a little at her as well as at Dian. Then he walked closer to his car.

"Uncle...." Call Azzam again, making Marvel look back. "Don't forget to come to Mama's wedding with Om Bian. Azzam wait yeah...." Azzam invited Marvel to attend his mother's wedding.

"Oh. Yeah, here's the invitation. Hope you can attend." Arini took their wedding invitations that were always in the bag she was carrying, then offered the invitation to Marvel.

"Ah. yes, I will try." Said Marvel received an invitation offered by Arini. "Thank you for the invitation." Next again, get a nod of the head from Arini.

After accepting the invitation, Marvel again walked up to his car with chaotic equations that could somehow be described in what way. So chaotic and arrogant feeling now, everything suddenly feels empty.

He honks his car honking Arini, Azzam, and Dian before actually leaving.

"Bah.. uncle." Azzam's hand wave accompanied the departure of Marvel's car that over time increasingly accelerated his pace.

Now that Arini and Azzam live with Dian, Dian is still shocked by the reality he just heard. But, his focus was shifted to the figure of this tiny man named Azzam.

"Is this Azzam your son, who you tell me about?" Dian asked as he walked closer to Azzam to get closer.

"Di-he's very similar to Bian." Said Dian realized Azzam's facial line is not much different from Bian's facial line.

"Yes, they're both very similar." Timpal Arini walked up to the door of his house.

"But she's sweeter." Dian said quickly, while pinching Azzam's cheek which was very adorable for him.

"Hehehe... Azzam is a sweet Aunt." Azzam responded to the praise from Dian.

"Come.we're in." Take Arini to Azzam and Dian.

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