Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
60. Skin whitening medicine b*rung and eggs

Speaking of parents, Joe himself has never told at all to his parents who are currently in Korea. Not to mention Syifa, about Robert who was sick.

Not unwilling to tell, only he did not want to make his parents worry and feel burdened. Quite first, when he was left by Sonya. All grievous until his life was poured out to parents, so that their business in Korea suffered severe damage to bankruptcy.

Fortunately, when a year later Joe had started to rise, they went back to running his business. Until I can move forward again until now.

"My parents are still complete, sir. But right now they're in Korea" Joe replied.

"On vacation?"

"No." Joe shakes. "Mommy is a real person there and has a business too. But he managed it with my Papa."

"Oh. Then how's that? Will they agree to you with Syifa and convert to Islam?"

"Later tonight, I'll call them and ask them to come home, sir. I'll explain everything."

"Sorry Mr. Joe," said Syifa who made the two men different generations to shift his attention. Too seriously chatting, they just focus on staring at the face of the interlocutor.

"Yes, Fa?" said Joe.

"Where's Robert, Fa? Tell him to come out, Jojon wants to take him home" Abi Hamdam said.

"Sir Hamdan, but my name is Jonathan, not Jojon" Joe said.

"All right, same thing. Even Jojon is better" said Abi Hamdan did not care. Then he looked back at his son. "Get Robert, Fa!"

"Robert overslept inside, Bi." Syifa slowly widened her room door. Apparently, Robert was curled up on the carpet near the bed. His hands hold books and pens. "She's been counting, uh she's been sleeping for a long time."

"The habit is he, like to sleep if you learn again," said Joe. "I'm sorry, Fa. But ... Can I go into your room to hold Robert?"

"Can, Sir." Syifa nodded quickly. "Please come in" he said.

"Thank you." Joe smiled sweetly. Then stepped inside Syifa's room and slowly carried the boy. "Then I say hello to Mr. Hamdan, Syifa. Assalamualaikum," he said, then stepped out of Abi Hamdan's house.

"Greetings hallaikum." Both answered simultaneously. Syifa herself was amazed, hearing the greeting from Joe that sounded so eloquent. His eyes look bright. "Sir Joe has been able to say a greeting, very great," he muttered that Abi Hamdan could hear.

"No need to let you down, Fa!" abi Hamdan. He seemed to dislike looking at the child who looked like a kasmaran, while looking at Joe's body that disappeared from behind the door.

"What do you think, Bi? My guy just said something."

"Greetings" replied Syifa.

***

Nightfall.

"The number you're going to is off, please ...." There was the voice of the operator, when Joe contacted his Papa named Paul Anderson, or commonly called Paul.

Later, Joe turns to contact his mother named Yeri.

But unfortunately it is the same. His parents were both inactive.

"Your number is not active? What's lowbet, huh?" mumbling Joe. "Try me to call again tomorrow." Slowly, he reached out his hand to put the flat object on the nightstand, then picked up the prayer guidebook and started reading it.

Joe also from home continued to memorize two sentences of the creed. So that tomorrow is really ready, if it will pledge.

***

"Why again? Instead of sleeping, it's night, '" said Umi Maryam, who had just flipped her body.

She was lying next to her husband, and now she saw him putting his whole head into the sheath. I don't know what he's doing, but both his hands are busy at the core of his own body that is not worn in man.

"No more doing it" said Abi Hamdan. Quickly he pulled his head, then confirmed the scabbard and looked at Umi Maryam. The woman's eyes looked faint. Indeed, he had slept initially. It was just a dose.

"Why not, but I'm busy? I'm sleeping, it's night, Bi. Tomorrow, we'll have an important guest." Umi Maryam pulled the blanket over her chest, then began to close her eyes slowly.

"Yes, Umi." Abu Hamdan let out a heavy sigh, then touched back his possessions behind the sheath.

He did so not because his sacred object wanted to ask for rations, but there was a sense of unease in his own, because imagining the property of his prospective daughter-in-law was so perfect. Far compared to him. The color is dark, not as white and smooth as Joe's.

'No, yes, the drug whitens the skin of the bird and its eggs? If there is one I want to buy. When I lost to Jojon?' his inner back fantasized, comparing his and Joe's.

It doesn't really matter, but strangely enough, since Joe's return he's kept thinking about it.

'All the butt whitening drugs also, if everything white must look more beautiful and of course Umi happy, ' he continued, then closed his eyes.

...Lose competitiveness yes, Bi 🤣...