NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Single-minded

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Like Alira, Farhan did not think that Gus Irham and Asya were together. As long as he knew Asya, the girl was indeed a little secretive about her family. He often told his friends and activities on campus and in the parlors. Actually Asya is an attractive girl and quite beautiful, good and also smart in terms of religion, suitable to be a companion for life.

However, Asya had not been able to captivate his heart like Alira. Although he first knew Asya rather than Alira, but somehow his heart was more attracted to Alira than the sweet girl who was now sitting opposite of him. Or is love really blind? Ah, baby.

"Why?" tanya Farhan looked at the girl nearby like she was holding back a smile more precisely holding back her laughter.

Asya arranged her position and behaved normally even though her heart was feeling happy.

"No, I'm just wondering about you. I'm the same Mas Irham is not similar, huh?"

Farhan watched Asya's face closely until their eyes stared at each other for a minute. I don't know, suddenly Farhan felt something strange in his heart.

"Where? Similar no?"

Asya's question made Farhan wake up and turn his face in any direction.

"No, maybe you look more like ummi or your brother?"

"Yes, most people say that too. I'm not the same as Irham. I look more like you" he explained based on people who judge. Not only people, but even when glazed he admitted it. Kyai Syarif's face is more dominant, even his stubbornness decreases to him.

Farhan nodded his head understanding. They continued to talk a lot until it did not feel like time was passing. Farhan said goodbye and promised to take Asya to the station tomorrow. Of course the girl didn't mind even being happy because it was what was expected.

Farhan drove his car home and somehow he felt relieved when he heard that Gus Irham was not a girlfriend let alone Asya's future husband. Can't he fall in love with that girl? Because in his heart there was Alira.

When passing through the complex to Alira's house suddenly Farhan wanted to see the girl's face even from a distance. It's not that it's enough to treat his longing.

Farhan parked his car across from Alira's house, but the girl was nowhere to be seen. The gate and the house are closed. Maybe Alira was in the bathroom or was feeding her papa or .. ah, I don't know.

When he was about to run his car engine suddenly a car was about to enter Alira's house. The driver came out who turned out to be Gus Irham. Alira's husband then opened the gate and got back in the car and took her inside.

Before long Alira came out from inside, probably because she heard the sound of a car engine. Alira Smiles then grabs the hand of Gus Irham who just got out of the car. The man who was still dashing and dignified even though his tired face could not be hidden was rubbing Alira's head covered with hijab. They then walked into the house and before entering Alira had looked back.

Farhan hurriedly drove his vehicle back before Alira realized its existence. Seeing Alira happy of course he is also happy even though his heart hurts, but he must be sincere. Shouldn't love be like that? Happy to see our loved ones happy even though they are not with us? Then he ... Who owns his heart? I don't know.

Farhan arrives in front of the hospital and sees his mother waiting for him. The woman who was still wearing the proud white coat uniform smiled seeing her son approaching.

"Old kok, where was it?" ask doctor Nadia because it is not usually her son is late to pick up.

"Ah, I don't know young people. Grumble, slurp." Farhan gnashed flirtatiously.

"Well, if you become a player!"

"What tuh?"

"The bini-man's champion."

Farhan chuckled at his mother's new term, pebinor or snatch of people. As loving and as determined as he is, he will not be able to destroy the life of the person he loves. Now he sincerely let Alira go with Gus Irham because he believes that the man is the best for Alira.

Dr. Nadia looked over, supplying air to the lungs and then slowly disposing of it.

"Mother Keinget is the same patient, Mother," she replied uninspiredly.

"Mother patient why?" Buru Farhan while occasionally looking at the road so as not to have an accident.

"There is a mother patient who has cancer and her age may not be long. Kasian's mother, she's a nursing home and she's a little girl."

"Continue?"

Doctor Nadia looked at her son again. It feels free to talk to Farhan because his son will not understand his feelings, as a doctor of course he is very sad because he can not do much to help patients who are being treated. How great is his effort if God has willed himself, because life and death are not in his hands, but in the hands of the owner.

"Mom, Farhan came to the girl's house" he said, breaking the silence. Doctor Nadia did not answer, waiting for the next sentence.

"Farhan, look, she's happy and her husband seems to love her a lot" she said. Even though Alira had revealed in fact just saying his name still made his heart tremble.

Doctor Nadia rubbed her son's arm as if channeling strength."You're patient, I'm sure God has prepared a better girl than her."

"Yes, Mom."

Silent again, both of them dissolved with their respective minds. Doctor Nadia is thinking of introducing her son to a girl she met at the hospital where she works.

"Do you want to know girls?"

Doctor Nadia's question made Farhan turn his head as fast as lightning.

"Huh? Mean Mother?"

"Look ... patient The mother who got cancer had an older sister, I mean the girl's mother owned her replacement. His son was beautiful, friendly, kind, and God willing, "he said of the girl.

Hearing the characteristics of the girl his mother would introduce somehow his memory actually floated on Asya. The woman was also beautiful, friendly, kind, and also had an orphanage. Could it be the same guy? Ah, it was impossible because her mother did not know Asya. Maybe it's just a coincidence they have the same traits?

"You want to, don't you, if I knew her?" continued.

Farhan pulled both corners of his lips to the side until forming a perfect smile. "Yes, it's up to me. I'm reckoning, what matters is that Mom's happy."

Doctor Nadia smiled back, she was very proud to have a child like Farhan even though he was not born from his womb, but he loved him wholeheartedly.

Cars continued to drive until entering a residential complex in the Jakarta area and they were surprised by the presence of men who were waiting on the terrace. Neither Farhan nor Nadia's doctor were foreign and did not know the man.

"Excuse me, whose father is he, and what is the need to come to our house?" greet Farhan who got out of the car then followed his mother.

Instead of answering the question, the man approached, looking at Farhan's longing face, raising one hand to caress Farhan's.

"You ..," he said withholding power, his eyes glazed over and his lips quivered as he said, "my son?"

Hufs, finally can be up too. Don't forget to stay in the footsteps if you've read yes readers, baby. Let the author up his spirit.