
Fathi is currently on the rooftop of her husband's office, along with Hasbi and Kayla.
" Hm.did you be the best !"
" Thank you, it's because I only eat my cooking, so there's no comparison ."
" Tanya Kayla..ya right dear, the cuisine mamah the best yes ?" Hasbi asked Kayla who was greeted with a spoonful blow on her lips.
" Ouch.. Kay dear, pity papah.bibirnya so sick when hit. Later papah so doer his lips. continue ugly deh.... !"
" Ambangan ! . I remain handsome yes let doer also !"
" Ih.papah narcissistic yes Kay.gelay we do not like anymore !!"
" Ih. You're better, but papah likes it !"
" Oh . This is his student deny cagur, dreadlocks mulu !" They laughed so happily enjoying their lunch. Throw jokes and innuendo at each other.
Hasbi likes Fathi like this laughs loosely and looks happy.
" That's .but really my lips hurt ."
" Try here Fathi look !" There's a little jeding on Hasbi's lips.
" Okay .gimana dong ! but can you eat, right ?"
" Obout Fat.but there is a powerful remedy for lip pain ."
" What is it ? later Fathi buyin to the pharmacy."
" Here is the whiskey !" Fathi is closing in on Hasbi.
Cup..
Astagfirullah . Fathi's face flushed.
" Aww "Fathi pinched Hasbi's waist.
" Well, you can kiss me in front of Kayla ..in public again, ashamed to know !"
" It's okay, you're my wife why you should be ashamed !"
" I'm so full, thank you, baby.."
" Yes, you're both !" Fathi then took a wet tissue and wiped the mouth of Hasbi with a sweet asem sauce.
" Duh sir Hasbi is very romantic, lunch with family !"
" Oh yes sir, meet this sir my wife Fathiyah Azahra, and this is our son Kayla Azahra."
" Greetings to my mom Gunawan, marketing manager here !"
"Greetings to you again sir !"
"Please continue Mr. Hasbi, sorry to interrupt, I'm sorry to say yes."
" Don't bother sir.thank you !"
" Mas is indeed in the rooftop like crowded ya, I think lonely . Not many people eat here ." Ask Fathi while tidying up their food scraps .
" Obviously if you bring food here 'if you eat in the cafeteria or outside."
" Oh ..so !"
" I'm going home, you'll have to work again ."
" Yes. Let me drive you to the front, until you get in the car !"
" yes.. !" Hasbi held Kayla and held Fathi's hand.
They walked towards the elevator. Without them knowing someone is watching them.
" Woy bro Sul ..diliatin aja, bini that man !"
" Diem lo ! I also know it's a man's bini, just doang Supri !"
" But Sul, if you're careful ! I've never met him rich ."
" Emang !.lo inget chick who fell collided ama I here ?"
" A.iya lo bener Sul, I want it now ! Pantesan lo lo lo lo lo loiin mulu. You've been falling in love with her since first sight, haven't you ?"
" It seems so, but it's a pity that he has a man !"
" Yes.lo tikung is , but through do'a !"
" Crazy times ! I do'ain an ugly man !"
Sultan chuckles.
" Well, we pray first, keep meeting again !"
"Come..!"
They go.
" This is our second meeting, could it be if once again we meet means we are a match..Is it a sin if I hope ? " Inner of the Sultan .
Hasbi waited for Fathi to board the car on line.
After his car left Hasbi rushed to his room to prepare a meeting.
In the meeting room they discussed seriously. Hasbi is presenting a project submitted by the company where he works to investors.
The Sultan also attended the meeting. He watched Hasbi closely. Handsome, charismatic, smart and looks good.
It is only fitting that the woman would be his wife. This man is lucky to get the woman who looks beautiful, cheerful adorable, kind and seems like the loyal type.
" Mr. Sultan.. Mr. Sultan.. " They were confused, why the Sultan was silent his gaze only focused on one person 'HASBI ' .
His friend stepped on the Sultan's feet
" Aww. ..lo why the hell ?" His friend gave the code by moving his eyes.
" Sultan..How about after our presentation did you agree ?"
" Yes.yes..Good project, I agree !"
They continued the meeting by discussing the points of the cooperation agreement.
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Fathi was at Hasbi's house at 2 p.m. Turns out Fathi was welcomed by his beloved in-laws .
Astagfirullah.. Fathi remembered amih's message. He forgot not to tell his parents, if tonight amih and apih want to invite father and mother.
" Kayla ..eyang kangen.here dear !" Amih took Kayla from Fathi.
" No Kayla this house is deserted, pity Mala alone in the house !"
" Oh yes Fath...Your parents can come tonight ? the event here alone is not at home !"
" Oh..Fathi called first then mih, tell me that the show at Fathi's house is not in the house amih ." Fathi took her phone and called her mother.
While Amih went into Mala's room, to tell her that Kayla had come.
Fathi told his parents and they'll be here tonight.
Amih came with Mala and Kayla to Fathi.
" Kayla love here is the same mom..!" Fathi wants to carry Kayla but Mala refuses.
" Sister Fathi must be tired, let Kayla Mala be the one who is fat !"
" Yes Fathi let Kayla same Mala you help me cook yuk, we nyicil cook from now on because we will cook a lot for later tonight !" Go to the kitchen .
Fathi is looking at Mala. What happened last night ?and why amih is here ? Fathi felt a different aura in this house.
Mala knew Fathi was watching her but she pretended to be unaware and played with Kayla.
Fathi follows Amih into the kitchen.
" Fathi... amih think now we make a cake first, what cake is good ?"
" It's up to you ."
They make cakes according to the request of Amih.
" Fathi.. tonight let Hasbi sleep with Mala ya !" Fathi stopped pouring the dough into the pan.
" But amih, we've got a mutual agreement & tonight Hasbi's with Fathi !"
" But the deal is not fair to Mala, if it does not change Hasbi's relationship with Mala. Let Hasbi get close to Mala ! so Hasbi gets used to it and he can love Mala like he loves you !"
Fathi did not respond to Amih's words and continued his activities.
" Fathiyah amih begs you yes.pity Mala, being an unloved wife is painful Fathi ! " As amih used to be , amih knows what it feels like and amih does not want Mala to feel the same way , amih does not want Hasbi to hurt Mala as she used to hurt amih.
" So I thought being a wife in honey didn't hurt !" inner Fathi.
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