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111. Treatment of Irfan

After eating, Fajira invited the two handsome men to go home, because he felt very anxious to lie down. Waist pain with calf that feels up, making the young mother complain, even more often he stopped when walking to the lobby.

"Is Dad still strong enough to hold Mommy?" Tanya Fajri looked at her pity. He also gently rubbed his waistband he realized.

"Mother is heavy, dear" said Fajira chuckling as she stroked Fajri's head.

Irfan grabbed his phone and called Ray and asked him to bring a wheelchair for his wife.

"is that not too much? we troubling Ray just to get me a wheelchair?"

"Nobody is too much, dear. Are his legs still sore?" Irfan squatted down and grabbed next to Fajira's leg.

"Don't, Mum! getup! it's not good to see people" said Fajira holding Irfan's shoulder.

"Father dear, Mending I massage instead of you holding back the aches constantly," Irfan smiled sweetly at his wife.

"Mas!" lirih Fajira when he realized that the Mall visitors were looking at them.

"Don't mind them dear" said Irfan still smiling.

Fajri sees how gentle the father treats his mother. She smiled because her beautiful angel was treated well by a man she hated.

Thank you, Father, for accepting us again. Although Aji is still looking for reasons why father and Mother used to be separated. If Aji sees the tender treatment of Father to Mother, it is impossible for Mother to suddenly disappear and leave the life of father. Whatever the reason, Aji loves dad with all of Aji's body and soul. Just like Mother, father occupies the same position and affection. May our families always be whole and no more bullies will keep us apart again. Bathin Fajri with teary eyes.

"why branch, baby?" asked Fajira who accidentally saw Fajri rubbing his eyes.

The little guy just shook his head and hugged Fajira. The young mother frowned and looked at Irfan confusedly.

"What's the matter, honey? are you tired or is someone sick?" tanya Irfan stroked softly Fajri's head.

"Don't take Papa Daddy. Brother was just moved to see the treatment of Father to, Mother" said Fajri staring at Irfan with tears still.

"Oh, little man Daddy. Here want to hug Daddy first" Irfan spread his arms to welcome Fajri who also turned to hug him.

Irfan and Fajira looked at each other and smiled sweetly. The sight did not escape the attention of Mall visitors even some who perpetuate it, rarely there are important people who wander like that in public places.

They were still chatting until Ray arrived with a wheelchair and several people to carry Irfan's belongings. Fajri has also fallen asleep in Irfan's sling because he was tired all day shopping for his little sister's needs.

"Please Madam" said Ray locking the wheelchair so as not to move when Fajira went up later.

"Thank you secretary Ray" Fajira smiled.

"sama-sama madam"

"Ray. Please carry Fajri yes. Let me push Fajira's wheelchair"

"well sir" Ray takes Fajri from Irfan's sling.

They immediately stepped towards the elevator and descended towards the first floor. The car was waiting for them in the loby Mall. Irfan immediately helps Fajira to ride the luxury car while Fajri is still asleep in Ray's lap.

"Later when you get home immediately rest yes, dear. Or do I want to call a special masseur pregnant women?" ask Irfan.

"no need Mas, I'd like to take a break. Want to lie down, my back is sore" complained Fajira.

Irfan immediately rubbed his wife's back gently while leaning Fajira on his chest.

The car drove slowly towards the Dirgantara residence. Irfan still showed his purity to Fajira without any shame in front of Ray and Pak Sakti.

Until the car landed safely in the courtyard of the mansion. Ray immediately lifts Fajri inside to Irfan's room. While the man was still helping Fajira get out of the car and back in the wheelchair.

He pushed slowly the chair into the house, just as they arrived at the edge of the stairs, Irfan scratched his nape.

"You have to walk again, baby. I'm sorry, I didn't think of making an elevator in our house from the beginning. You can stand up, right?" irfan.

"no papa baby. I can still stand. But help hold ya" Fajira smiled gently at Irfan.

"yes sweetheart"

"Ray, wait for me in the workspace" Irfan said before entering the room.

"Good, sir. Then excuse me first, sir, madam"

"thank you Ray" said Fajira.

"don't you look up, madam. If the madam needs anything please contact me"

"yes, thanks again"

"sama-sama, mistress"

The door closed, and Ray immediately headed for the workspace that was right next to Irfan's room.

In the room, the handsome man picked up a change of clothes for Fajira and helped the pregnant woman change her clothes. Not to forget, he also cleaned Fajira's feet with warm water so that he could rest comfortably.

He gently massages the feet that look swollen because of too long standing or indeed because of the influence of hormones.

"Darling?" call Fajira while feeling her pain lying down and a gentle massage from her husband's hands.

"yes, baby, rest. Is it better?"

"already, Mas. Thank you, baby"

"sama-sama love"

Slowly Fajira's eyes became more and more soft and he slept with a face that looks very tired. Irfan looked at that face with a guilty feeling, if containing his hardship was like this, why did he easily say he wanted to have many children from his wife.

"Sleep, baby. I love you with all my soul and body" said Irfan, peeping Fajira's forehead gently.

After that he turned to Fajri. Irfan cleaned the little man's hands and feet and did not forget he also replaced Fajri's clothes, so that he could sleep comfortably

After making sure his son and wife are comfortable in their sleep, Irfan immediately went to his study to discuss some work that had been delayed. Although it is now a weekend, but this is a very important thing to discuss because it concerns his son and wife.

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Irfan walked into the study and sat down on the sofa there.

"I'm sorry I had to interrupt your time off Ray" said Irfan sungkan but successfully made Ray surprised.

"i-iya sir, no problem"

"How was the construction of our first hospital?" irfan is serious.

"the hospital we are building has been completed almost 90% master, everything I have made sure is in accordance with our development standards. The hospital equipment is coming tomorrow. Some doctors have also enrolled in our hospitals"

"good, try before my wife undergoes the hospital co-operation is complete and can already operate"

"well sir, I'll be watching him directly. Might as well. Some employees will also be transferred to help Mrs Fajira in managing the hospital later. Tomorrow I'll give you the files, sir"

"good job. This month I will add your bonus"

"thank you, sir"

Mr. Irfan is indeed very much different after marrying Madame Fajira. May happiness always envelop your family, Mr. Bathin Ray

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