Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
44. Wrong room

"Greetings Walaikum" replied one of the women with a shoulder as she looked at Abi Hamdan. "Attent .. I'll find his name first, yes, sir. But first, may I request ... Father's identity card?"

Abi Hamdan reached into his pants pocket to retrieve his leather wallet, after which he gave a ID card to the woman.

The woman looked at Abi Hamdan ID card, then turned to the computer screen to look for the name of the patient named Jojon who was registered there.

"Sir Jojon is in the VIP room number 203, sir, but who is this Mr ...." Not had time for the woman to finish her speech, but Abi Hamdan had already snatched the ID card in his hand and then ran away just like that.

He looks impatient, wants to quickly meet with Joe to hear the answer and give him the calculation.

"Where is Syifa, Tad?" ask Mr. RT who ran after Abi Hamdan. The man ran very fast with a jaw that looked hard on his face.

"Surely he is here too" Abi Hamdan replied in a stifled voice. He himself actually did not know clearly where Syifa was, because the phone just asked Joe where he was treated.

It's just that he feels sure, if Syifa must still be in the hospital.

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Before long, they arrived at VIP room number 203. Abi Hamdan came in full of wrath and directly slammed the door. Enter without permission.

Brak!!

"Br*you, Jon! How dare ...." His tone of voice was already very high. His emotions also peaked.

"Whose father, huh? How come you get angry?!" asked a middle-aged woman who was also there. He was feeding the man who was lying weakly on the bed.

"Where is Jojon? This isn't his room?" abi Hamdan asked in surprise. His eyes immediately wandered around, looking for the whereabouts of Joe and Syifa too.

"I'm Jojon." The man who lay weakly on the bed replied. "But I don't know my father."

"Maybe we got the wrong room, Tad," guessed Mr. RT as he grabbed Abi Hamdan's hand, then pulled him out while looking at the two people in front of him. "I'm sorry to interrupt, we'll excuse you" she said politely.

"Ustad doesn't need emotion, we have to solve this problem with a cool head" RT said, patting Abi Hamdan on the left shoulder. Seen the man was rubbing rough his reddened face, his breath was also heard hunting withstanding emotions.

"How can my head be cold, sir, while my only daughter has done something inappropriate?!" abi Hamdan was furious with both hands clenched firmly. He wanted to punch Joe in the face, if he had managed to meet him. "I'm also ashamed of my neighbors, what if all the citizens know or even get into the ears of Nak Fahmi and his Papa? Want to put where my face is?" He pointed at his face with emotion.

Can't imagine if that happened. Certainly, Fahmi or her Papa will cancel the match. In fact, here it is very clear—if Abi Hamdan has really liked the Cairo graduate man.

"I'm going to ask Ms. Nining and Ms. Sulis not to share the video, Tad. But with the record Ustad must straighten out this problem," said Mr. RT. "My suggestions ... Syifa and the man should be just memorized, so as not to make a prolonged sin."

"I have a non-Muslim son-in-law like Jojon! That's haram!" abi Hamdan.

Immediately, he ran towards the reception venue again. Ask where Joe is. He now remembered that the man's real name was Jonathan, not Jojon.

...If you want to hate it properly, Bi, later it will turn out baby you know 🤣...