Son of Genius: The Handsome President is My Son's Father
Who is Nadira (Revision)

Qila POVs

The silence of the night was increasingly quiet, when the clanking of the wall clock seemed to flow without a tone. A gust of wind blew the cold, creeping awakened the figure of the woman lying down. Qilais. “Subhanallah”, says Qila.

Then take ablution and immediately do the evening prayer.

He solemnly went to God, praying and pleading with Him. Dropped water

instantaneous eyes from the hopeful crevices of the eyes. Time and time again

ask for forgiveness, ask for guidance and guidance from Him.

“Yes Allah, the Most Forgiving, will you forgive me all the sins I have committed? Many times the servant belies You, denies You, and turns away from You. The servant is small in

your presence. Even if the servant asks for forgiveness a thousand times, it is not enough

to atone for all the sins of the servant. Only I am sure that you love

your servant is without exception. Servants are not only small, Rabb, but also weak.

Servants are helpless without you. What I do is free without

ridha of You. O Allah, the All-Surer of Destiny, place the servant in the

a space full of your light. If the servant is in love, then do not let

I love creatures more than I love You. Destine the servant with

the one you really choose. Who can bring our home to

in the happy world and the hereafter. Aamiin.”

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"Mas ... Bagun. " said Qila to build a husband after performing the tahajud prayer, because he saw her husband crying deliriously calling the name of a woman.

"Mas .." said Qila again, this time touching the hands of her husband Fahri.

"Mas...

qila replied, who is Nadira?." said Qila blankly.

Qila did not know, why his heart seemed to want to cry, felt like a pain in the blade of a knife heard his husband delirious the name of another woman in addition to his name in the dream, although Qila herself has just officially become Fahri's wife, is it possible that Qila is jealous?

I don't know...

While neutralizing his eyes, Fahri looked at his little wife.

"Nadira is ex-wife of mas Qila" he said

"Mas, replied Qila honestly...

Why would you marry Qila if you still love your ex-wife?

Do you want to torture Qila in a marriage that is not in love this mas?."

"Qila. see mas, mas did love ex-wife mas, and very much love ex-wife mas, but that was before. I'm sorry I never told you details about my ex-wife."

"Now, I try to open my heart to you dear, I have promised in front of God dear, will love and try to open my heart to you dear. You don't have to think that you're not a baby, if you're jealous, that doesn't mean baby, because the woman you're jealous of doesn't exist, she's no longer a baby."

"Pardon mas, for now mas can not do the obligation and ask for the right mas, as a husband. But that doesn't mean mas won't do it, mas won't be husband dayus dear, mas just need time for us to get to know each other better."

"Yes..."

"Yes dear."

"Where are you going?"

"Mas, go to Kabir's room."

"Don't mas, mas don't sleep in kabir's room, mas sleep here, let Qila sleep on the sofa, if mas not so comfortable sleeping there" said Qila.