Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
54. It's impossible!

"accelerated?" Umi Maryam repeated the word with a look of wonder. "I'm sorry before, but has my husband not told me the same Mr Haji? Or .... Haji himself does not know?"

"What story, Mom? And don't know what that means?" Haji Samsul looks like a confusion.

Not yet know what Umi Maryam means is not yet know from people. Because he is sure, if the gossip spread by mothers will usually be quickly known by many people.

"About Syifa and Sir ...." The words of Maryam immediately stopped when suddenly there was a boy who threw a hug at her.

"Oma!!"

Umi Maryam immediately lowered her gaze, and it turned out that the one who hugged her was Robert. The boy came not alone, but with Joe and Abi Hamdan who immediately said hello.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Greetings Walaikum" said Umi Maryam and Pak Haji Samsul simultaneously.

"Mr Haji, where are you here? What's up, huh?" abi Hamdan asked in surprise. Her right hand was raised as Umi Maryam grabbed and kissed the back of her hand.

"There's something I want to talk to Ustad about. This is about Syifa and Fahmi" said Mr. Haji Samsul.

'Syifa and Fahmi?' Joe stopped his steps beside Abi Hamdan. He smiled, as Haji Samsul stared at him. 'Who is he about?'

'Is Mr Haji going to speak out to cancel the match?' inner Abi Hamdan. To be honest, he himself had the intention to come to the man's house. Discuss the issue of matchmaking cancellation.

But then, after we're done meeting Joe. But it was precisely—man who even came first to his home, which is not the right time. Because Joe is still there.

Abi Hamdan wants to solve this problem one by one.

"But by the way ... Who is he, sir? I think I just saw it." Haji Samsul looked at Joe's face.

"My name, Joe, sir." Joe's right hand immediately stretched out toward him, about to invite him to meet. "I'm her future husband—"

"We'll just go inside, sir!" Abi Hamdan immediately cut Joe's words, his index finger pointing at the main door of his house. "We're talking inside, let's be good."

"Oh that. Alright." Haji Samsul nodded. Then he stood up, then stepped in first when the door of the simple house was opened by Abi Hamdan.

Joe stepped up too. His intention to come in, unfortunately at the doorstep Abi Hamdan had already blocked him.

"You and Robert go home first, Jon!" abi Hamdan exclaimed in a repulsive tone.

"Kok home? He said you wanted to give me the conditions to marry—"

"Yes. But later," it's fast. Abi Hamdan always interrupts Joe. He also pushed the man's chest slightly as it blocked the door he was about to close. "Now I have an important guest and can't be bothered, Jon!"

'It's so weird Mr. Hamdan, ' Joe's inner wonder. 'And why do my words keep getting cut? I'd be very curious, want to know and want to quickly qualify in order to marry Syifa. Surely Robert also can not wait, kepengen see me remarry with Mommy his dream.' Look towards Robert. The boy was being invited to sit by Umi Maryam on a plastic chair.

"Robert doesn't want to go home, Dad!" robert exclaimed with a head.

"Daddy won't come home either, Rob." Joe walked up to his son, then sat down in a plastic chair beside him. Since then, Umi Maryam continues to watch Joe who wears a sarong. It feels strange to him.

'Tumben, Mr. Joe wears a sarong. Oh, was Abi told to?!' the Inner Umi Maryam.

"We'll wait here until Opa Hamdan's guest gets home, okay?" added Joe. The child immediately nodded in spirit.

"Yes." Yeah." Robert's eyes immediately turned to a few pieces of marble sponge on a plate, on a plastic table in front of him. He slowly swallowed the saliva, then looked towards Umi Maryam. "Oma, who's this sponge? Did you have Opa?"

"Not to bother, ma'am," said Joe. He himself was not thirsty.

"Robert just wants water, Oma. Robert's throat was dry." Robert grabbed a piece of sponge, and his next hand stroked his neck.

"Cold, medium or warm water, son?" Umi Maryam took a glass of milk and coffee belonging to her first guest, then put it back on the tray. Wants him to bring in.

"Cold water."

"Don't be cold, just warm, Mom." Joe followed. "Robert just recovered from his illness, so it's much better to drink warm water."

"Oh yeah, Umi forgot." Umi Maryam nodded, then looked at Robert. "Thank God that you have recovered from the deadly disease, may you always be healthy and protected with God, son," he added then passed into the house.

"Absolutely deadly disease, Dad?" Robert asked with a mouth that was filled with sponge.

"If it's chronic it's deadly, baby," said Joe.

"That means Robert was chronic yesterday, huh?" Robert looked at Daddy.

"Yes, the money's in surgery." Joe nodded his head. "But it's healed now."

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Meanwhile in the living room, Abi Hamdan and Pak Haji Samsul were sitting on the sofa. Abi Hamdan is on the single sofa, while Pak Haji Samsul is on the long sofa.

"I came earlier with Fahmi, Tad, but he is now going to pick up Syifa who went home to teach," said Pak Haji Samsul who started the conversation.

"Oh. Continue if you can know .. intention of the arrival of the same Mr. Nak Fahmi what, yes?" abi Hamdan asked curiously.

"Here, Tad, the Fahmi says he can't wait to marry Syifa. If we can, tomorrow we have to start an engagement party for them. The next week they immediately got married" explained Haji Samsul at length.

"I'm sorry, sir, it looks like Syifa and Nak Fahmi can't get married" Abi Hamdan said. He felt bad, but he was also not willing. But how else? It's like this should be.

"Can't get married?!" Pak Haji Samsul's forehead looked cringing. Wonderful hearing. "Why, Tad?"

'Did Mr. Haji Samsul really not know about Syifa, huh? Are mothers not spreading rumors?' abi Hamdan wondered. 'But if it's not spread, it's good. I'm not ashamed.'

"Tad. How bengong??" ask Mr. Haji Samsul again which makes the man in the white shop jerked in shock.

"Ah, sorry, sir!" abi Hamdan exclaimed in surprise.

"What's the reason Ustad said Fahmi and Syifa can't get married? Is there a problem?" Pak Haji Samsul guessed with a curious face.

"If you don't want to, sir, so I also intend .. eemm, apologize in advance .. I want to cancel the match," Abi Hamdan said with a guilty face.

"Who, how was it canceled?!" ask him with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, I don't really want all this to go off either. But the Syifa doesn't want to be the same Nak Fahmi, sir. How do you want maksa too? Difficult." Abi Hamdan rubbed his neck.

"But it seems impossible, if the reason is because Syifa does not like Fahmi. Fahmi's a perfect guy, Tad. Let alone a woman .. an ant is impossible, if not liking her. It's impossible!" Mr. Haji Samsul shook his head, feeling disbelief.

...Idih lebaynya 🤣 Author just love Fahmi Pak Haji 😆...