Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
33. Fear Syifa taken Fahmi

"Are you sane?! Ask me like that?" abi Hamdan asked inexhaustibly. He also reached the head.

"I'm sane, sir. I want Syifa to be my wife. You also do not get Syifa married to Fahmi," pinta Joe with a pleading look.

Abi Hamdan chuckled, his eyes now looking like they were looking down on Joe. "Indeed why? Is that a problem for you? Fahmi's way above you from everything, Jon. Besides you and Syifa are different. Did you not understand it until now?"

"Maybe Mr. Joe wants to be a convert, Bi," said Umi Maryam who had been standing next to Abi Hamdan.

"Hus! What's this Umi talking about?!" press Abi Hamdan angry. He looked at his wife with glaring eyes. "One who wants to convert to Islam must believe, believe in the only God of the universe. Not just because he wants to marry a girl. That's not okay, Mi!"

"So what should I—"

"You better just go home now!" sergeant Abi Hamdan interrupted Joe's words. He felt lazy to discuss the issue of his son's marriage with him, which Abi Hamdan clearly strongly disagreed.

Joe opened his mouth. I don't know what to say, but Abi Hamdan has pulled Umi Maryam to enter the house. Leaving Joe who is not even good at all.

"Why just go away? Even though Mr. Joe wanted to talk earlier," said Umi Maryam who seemed curious about Joe's words that were not over.

"That's the least important thing" Abi Hamdan said. Immediately, he closed the main door of his house, then locked it.

"But if it's true Mr. Joe wants to be a convert, it's good, Bi. Then he can guide."

"Bodo is very, why take care of the Jojon. It doesn't matter." Grunted in annoyance, then stepped into the room. Umi Maryam immediately ran after her husband. "If even for example he converted to true Islam, Abi still did not approve of her marrying Syifa, Mi."

"Why?"

"Kok why? There's already Fahmi Syifa's future husband." Abi Hamdan stared at his wife who had just sat on the bed. "Umi had forgotten, just earlier in the restaurant we discussed the issue of Syifa's engagement with Fahmi, right?"

"But the Syifa doesn't want to be the same Fahmi, Bi. Our time forced him? It's pity." Umi Maryam here is not on anyone's side. All he wanted was a happy Syifa.

But again, as a devout wife, of course, she could never refute the words of her husband. Moreover, the man was very stubborn when he wanted something.

"Syifa would. He's just prestige. Women were like that at first. Shy but willing."

***

In the hospital.

Joe stared at the ceiling of Robert's room, he was lying on a sofa near his son's bed.

He wanted to sleep, because it was very late. But again, the sleepiness is always gone. Every night.

It was caused by the shadow of Syifa's face that was smiling at him like it was in the eyes. Joe could not stop thinking about it.

"Haahh ..," said Joe. Slowly he rubbed his face, then turned to look at Robert. The boy looks so good from his sleep. 'Rob .. why, yes, since Daddy first met Ms. Syifa ... Daddy never sleeps every night. Miss Syifa's always in Daddy's brain.'

Joe pulled his body to get up, then stood up and stepped towards the door.

Ceklek~

That door was opened. There's Sandi in front there sitting in a long chair. He immediately stood up, when he saw the presence of the boss.

"Hadn't slept? It's late, sir," Sandi said.

"I can't sleep, San. Turn my head." Joe touched his head.

"Want me to buy you some medicine?" tawar Password.

Joe stepped out, then closed the door. His back rests on the door "It's not a headache. But minds. Lately I have never been able to sleep because I keep thinking about Syifa, San," complained Joe gloomily. In addition to being a driver as well as a bodyguard, Sandi has also always been a friend of Joe's vent because the sangking is familiar. "When my intention from yesterday-yesterday after being rejected wants to try to forget it. But it's hard, yeah, San. Especially after meeting."

"I also want it to be, San," Joe said with a face that looked frustrated. His heart was so worried, but on the other hand there was a fear of loss. "But I was confused, when I had to be willing to leave my Lord because I wanted to marry again? Then you can't. Abinya Syifa also said that if we want to be converts .. it must be from faith, San," he added. Slowly Joe grabbed a necklace with a cross around his neck and looked at him.

"Yes, anyway." Sandi rubbed her nape. He was following the dizziness. "Means you from now on must strengthen your heart first, before making a decision. Don't let you take the wrong step" he suggested again.

"If you keep your heart steady, how long will it take, huh? I'm afraid I might."

"What's the fear, sir?" ask Sandi wonder.

"Fear of Syifa being taken Fahmi."

"Mahimi?" Sandi's forehead looked frowned. "Who's Fahmi?"

"The man Abinya introduced. I have a hunch that Abinya's planning to match Syifa."

"But this is modern times, sir, there is no way there is still an arranged marriage" Sandi said.

"Ah could have, San."

"Hopefully not, yes, sir. Now it is better if you just copy? To relieve stress?" tawar Password. He had run out of ideas to give advice, so only offered the coffee he had in his brain right now.

"May deh." Joe nodded his head. "Buy in the front cafe, San, black coffee."

"What are the snacks too?"

"No, no, no" Joe refused. "Coffee just."

"I'll excuse you then." Sandi bowed politely, then walked away.

After Sandi's departure, Joe immediately turned around, then stepped open the door.

Just now he was about to enter again into Robert's room, but suddenly his left shoulder was patted from behind and suddenly made him aghast. Quickly he also looked.

"Grandfather?!" Joe immediately rounded his eyes when he saw on the left there was an old grandfather. He's the same old geezer, who gave Joe the Qur'an.

"How's your son doing?" tanyakanya.

Joe looked at Grandpa. From the head to the feet. She was wearing the same clothes, as when she first met him. Also with a white sack. It's just that Joe feels weird, 'cause he's wearing white boots.

'Did he get flooded?! But how could he be here and know Robert's being treated?' inner Joe wonder.

Now, he rubbed his eyes together, then slowly felt Grandpa's wrinkled face. Want to make sure if the old man who has been half a century more is a true human, not a subtle creature that Sandi thought.

"What's wrong with you, son? How do you look so surprised? And why do I feel my face like this?" The old man immediately pulled Joe's hand, at which point the man had already inserted his finger into the nostril. He himself felt astonished, why did Joe arrive like that.

"The grandfather is human, right?" joe asked curiously.

"looks?"

"Yes humans. But why can't my driver Sandi see Grandpa?" joe asked in surprise with a frowning forehead. "He thinks I'm just hallucinating" he added.

"Because I came to help you. So only you can see me" replied the Grandfather. He barged into the room, then stepped closer to Robert.

"Help?! Helped what?" Joe ran over to the old man.

"And I've given you a life guide. You haven't read it either, have you? But why have you not worshiped God until now?" Grandfather's hand slowly extended toward Robert's forehead, then rubbed it slowly while rumbling whether reading what.

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