Replacement Bride
Real There is

A moment of silence struck the modern room. Zoya waited patiently for Louis to continue his words but suddenly someone pressed the bell back so that they turned their heads simultaneously.

Zoya walks towards the door, without seeing who is visiting, Zoya has opened the door and it turns out that it is Meher who is currently standing there.

Meher's head tilted slightly, trying to see who was currently visiting other than her. His eyebrows frowned, without permission Meher passed through Zoya's body and stood beside Louis who was also looking at her.

''What are you doing here?'' ask Meher without further ado.

''I only intend to visit the wife of my nephew, what's wrong ?'' Louis answered her with another question, causing Meher to throw her breath away in annoyance.

Zoya drew closer to the two, her eyes taking turns to look at Meher and Louis and said.

''Do you know each other?''

Meher and Louis were stunned for a moment, they were both confused where to start saying everything to the sweet girl.

''Uncles? mrs Meher?'' Zoya waited for the two to speak.

Louis stood in alignment with Meher who was as tall as he was. ''Zoya, you are not an orphan. You still have a family, explained Louis who still makes Zoya frown in wonder.

''Let me explain, you don't have to interfere!'' cynical Meher.

Louis was just silent, really he did not taste if only just arguing by a woman. Women like Meher.

''Zoy, you sit down. Let me explain.'' Zoya nodded and sat down on another sofa, followed by Louis and Meher who sat far away.

Still struck a moment of silence and Meher also made a dream to enliven the atmosphere.

''What he said was right. You still have family.''

''Family? what mean?''

''Your mother, Zieye Khanza is my older sister.'' Zoya is stunned to hear that, really!? what did he hear was true? he who had thought that he had no one, no dream, suddenly there was someone who said that.

Surprised? definitely. Yes that's what Zoya is feeling now. Not answering or asking questions and rejections, Zoya just silently stared in disbelief.

''Zoya? don't you believe it?'' meher asked by touching the back of Zoya's hand. And again there was no answer from Zoya.

''I understand, it is not easy to believe what is suddenly heard like this. But this is real. This, look .'' Meher takes out a white envelope from her bag and gives it to Zoya.

Zoya slowly opened the white envelope, there was a piece of paper with the logo of a hospital with laboratory records there. His name with the name of the mother is also the name of one other person who is not foreign in his eyes. Yes, Dahlia.

His eyes were teary, it was very difficult to describe what he was feeling at this moment. Haru feeling, happy is also sad because it remembers the mother who has not been mixed into one. But if Meher knows all that, why hide it all this time.

Zoya looks at Meher and the four-headed woman understands the meaning of Zoya's gaze for her.

''I understand you must be wondering why we are hiding this all from you. It was all because we wanted to make sure of it first.''

''But why all this time, as if our meeting had been planned. Is that also a coincidence. And your advice the other day why would it be like separating me from my husband?'' Zoya searches question after question at Meher.

''My advice at that time you need to think about, not that you just accuse me. I have no intention of separating you even though I want you to separate! But still, your happiness is number one.''

Zoya fell silent, right what Meher said. But why does he feel like the most stupid person, who does not realize that his family has been around him all along.

A mobile phone ringer rattled the silence for a moment, yes it was the voice of Meher's cell phone that was immediately answered.

''Mother? well I'll be here soon.'' Meher closes the phone and rushes to leave, but her steps stop and turns back to Zoya.

''Zoy. I didn't expect more at your grandmother's age. But don't you want to see it?'' Zoya turned her head so fast.

''I'm coming!'' Zoya also moved from her place to leave but something was forgotten about the existence of Louis there.

''Uncle?''

''It's okay Zoya, you go with your aunt. Uncle's going back to your house, to tell Alex.'' Zoya nodded confidently then passed away following Meher's footsteps who had already walked out of the door.

Elsewhere, Alex who had just woken up from her sleep had already been startled by someone who was already sitting on the sofa right in front of her with an intimidating look.

''Fuck you Mark! What are you doing there?''

''You still know me, Lex.''

''Ck, what are you talking about.''

''Go take a shower! you should tidy yourself up as normally as possible before meeting your wife.'' Mark threw a towel over Alex's face.

''Huh?! whatchu mean?''

''I count to ten, if you haven't left here for a quick shower, I'll give you my good intentions.'' Without the ba-bi-bu, Alex jumps out of place and runs into the bathroom in her room.

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In a luxurious mansion owned by the Xeon Company, precisely in a room with classic nuances. Dahlia who is being examined by a family doctor continues to look for Meher's whereabouts.

''Where's Meher? where's she?'' the hoarse voice kept asking.

''The lady is big, young lady is on her way. You should not move a lot, said a young doctor who several times justifies a detached infusion hose.

''Don't rule me! I want Meher to come immediately with my grandson!'' The young doctor could only sigh in resignation.

Soon the sound of the roar of running feet was heard, and it was true that Meher came straight to his mother's bed.

Seen from the look of Meher's face is very worried. But Meher kept trying hard. ''How is my mother?'' meher asked without looking at the young doctor.

''The state of the big madam was already better. But I suggest not to make him stress let alone fatigue, explained the doctor.

While Meher and the doctor were talking, Dahlia continued to wander like she was looking for someone.

''What's up, Mom?''

''Where is he? didn't you bring it?'' Meher smiled gently, with her eyes beckoning towards the door, Zoya stepped inside.

No, Zoya did not budge at all, she just silently stared near the door. As if he did not believe what he had heard. But this is the truth. ''My granddaughter... Come here, boy.'' Dahlia's hand asks Zoya to get closer and Zoya steps slowly.

''Grandmother...,''