Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
11. Abi introduced you to Fahmi

"Kok Abi suddenly asked me to refuse? Abi saw that Mr. Joe wasn't a good guy, was he?" From the past, every time he was shot by a man and known by the Abi—man it must immediately ask him to refuse.

Besides not allowed to date, Abi Hamdan also considered some men were not good. And certainly not compatible with Syifa.

"If about the good thing Abi himself did not know. But it doesn't seem necessary to explain Abi you understand the reason for what," he said with a face that suddenly became sour. "In addition ... he is also a one-child widower, does not fit with you who are still girls." Abi Hamdan then stood up, then stepped into his room.

'Definitely the main one because he's non-Muslim, ' Syifa's inner guess. 'But I don't have a heart for myself, Mr. Joe, so Abi is calm.'

***

At night in Joe's room.

Just like yesterday, again Joe can not sleep when the clock has shown at midnight.

He is currently lying on a bed with his son. Robert looks slumbering in his arms, while he himself—do not fall asleep, close his eyes also feels good.

It all happened because again the shadow of Syifa's face was in his brain. I don't want to think, but keep thinking.

'Why, anyway, that Sonya-faced Syifa kept pestering my brain. This afternoon she was beautiful wearing a black veil. Ah how is this?' Joe rubbed his face many times as his heart suddenly pounded. In his little heart, there was a sense of wanting to have. 'I think I should try to open my heart, maybe Robert has a point.'

Joe pulled the blanket to the chest. 'Tomorrow if I see Syifa, I'll talk to her with four eyes. And try all I shoot, he likes me, ' his mind then starts trying to close his eyes.

****

Next day.

"Steel up, Miss?" ask a garbage man who just got off his truck. He greeted Syifa who stepped out of the house.

"Yes, sir." Syifa nodded and smiled. "Eh, sir, wait a minute!" prevent it when he saw the man was about to lift the trash can in front of the house.

That's because Syifa saw a bouquet of roses that look beautiful in there. Soon, he took the flowers.

"That's dirty, miss, how was it taken?" asked the man in wonder. Then bring the trash can for him to throw the contents into the truck, then put it back to its original place.

"No flowers in the trash? Flowers from whom?" syifa muttered wondering. He did not dare to inhale the aroma, for fear of the smell of garbage. But what Syifa is doing now is reaching inside, like looking for something.

He also found a heart-shaped greeting card. When it opened, the writing was.

"Syifa, may you like this flower." Jonathan Anderson~'s

'Does this flower come from Mr Joe and for me? But why is it in the trash?' inner Syifa wondered.

"Shyifa! Why did you take that flower?!" Suddenly there was the voice of Abi Hamdan's baritone. The man who had just exited the door of his house then ran quickly to get to the house, then grabbed the bouquet of flowers. "This is going to go into the garbage can, dirty Syifa," he said. He threw the bouquet into the truck, before the garbage truck drove away from his house.

"Did Mr. Joe give this flower yesterday the same Abi kept Abi throwing away?" guess Syifa was curious.

"Yes." Yeah." Abi Hamdan nodded.

"But why banished, Bi?"

"nothing important. Why give all flowers."

"Shouldn't just accept Abi, rather than be thrown away. Dear baby mubazir. It's so beautiful flowers and looks expensive, it's a pity to be thrown away." Syifa's face was instantly sad.

For the first time in her life, Syifa was given a bouquet of flowers. But unfortunately it has not reached the hands, it has been discarded first.

Not long after, he also came out of his house by pushing his duck motorbike. Above the head was attached a helmet and he also gave the other helmet to Syifa.

"Disposable, we're leaving now," he said then climbed on the motorcycle seat first.

Syifa immediately put it on, then piggybacked on the back.

"Udah?" ask Abi Hamdan who has started the engine.

"Udah." Syifa nodded. And the two-wheeled vehicle drove away. "Why do the tumbens want anterine Syifa?" ask Syifa wonder.

Before leaving, he even shook hands and said greetings to his parents. But strange indeed, why suddenly Abi Hamdan wanted to deliver it. Though every morning he was always busy being the imam of the mosque to pray Dhuha, until he never had time to take Syifa to teach at school.

"It's okay, Abi occasionally takes you. It's been a while, right? Later if there is sustenance Abi buy you a motorbike, yes, Fa. Let's not go back and forth to ride a mulu angkot."

"It's better to ride an angkot, than ride a motorbike, Bi," Syifa said.

"Lho, why? Not better because it doesn't jam, huh? You'll always say you're stuck."

"Sometimes. But not every day. It's good to ride the angkot 'wouldn't rain and heat, Bi." Syifa pressed her hand against Abi Hamdan's jacket pocket.

"How old are you now, Fa?"

"Twenty-four years, Bi. Why the hell?"

"Two four for women is enough for a household. How will Abi introduce you to Fahmi, yes, after you go home to teach," suggested Abi Hamdan while smiling looking at his son from the rearview mirror.

"Who's Fahmi?" Syifa's eye brows are linked.

"Your youngest son Haji Samsul, when you don't know? The one who studied in Cairo is."

"Oh, who said he was studying in Egypt, Bi?" ask Syifa.

"Yes, it happens that he graduated S2 a week ago and yesterday has returned to Indonesia" said Abi Hamdan. "Keep overnight after Maghrib prayers ... Abi had a chat with Fahmi's father, said Fahmi nanyain you and asked for your phone number."

"What happened to me?"

"I don't know, maybe there's a need for you."

"Keep Abi give me my number?"

"Love. He also has a plan to play at home he said, Fa." Abi Hamdan smiled.

"But I'm the same Fahmi didn't know each other, Bi. His face had also forgotten."

Fahmi lives next door in RT and is the son of a rich man. He has also been to Egypt for 9 years to continue his education.

Syifa also previously only knew the name and face, but never spoke greet even though he had met.

"It's okay. Later if you have met again you want, too," said Abi Hamdan.

...Wah, Abi Hamdan gracep 🤣 pegimane fate Om Joe slanted 🙈...