The 2nd Wedding
Chapter 90

The next day in accordance with the Refan Agreement last night he would pick Salman up home and take him to the hospital to visit Naila.

Before returning home Refan first had breakfast with Kinan at the hospital. Morning - morning Refan has been looking for chicken porridge through the application.

And soon the food they ordered came. It was fortunate that Naila was still soundly sleeping on the bed so they could casually have breakfast together in Naila's inpatient room.

Kinan was preparing the food equipment of the two of them. After that, they ate breakfast together.

"Nan, if Salman asks to stay in the hospital how?" ask Refan.

"Don't Mas.. You just explain it well with Salman, God willing he will understand. He is a submissive child" replied Kinan.

"Thank God he was like that. Perhaps all thanks to your upbringing. Don't be like me. If only I had obeyed my parents' two orders to marry you, maybe my life would not be like this Nan. Maybe we've been living happily" Refan said with a guilty face.

"Maaaas has all the way. We are a match but delayed.. If we were married, I would not have Salman and not have met Mas Bima. Same with you, you didn't meet Renita and didn't have Naila" Kinan said.

"But I didn't get to Nan's betrayal and ended up taking care of a child who wasn't my son" Refan replied.

"The results have not come out, not necessarily Naila it." said Kinan.

"I'm very sure Nan. Blood type is different. The DNA test was just for additional data to make it clearer" Refan said.

Kinan took a deep breath.

"Sometimes we have to go through a farewell so we appreciate a meeting. We must fail so that we appreciate a struggle and success. And we must experience sadness so that we know how to appreciate happiness" Kinan replied.

Refan was silent, the words Kinan just now were very deep in meaning.

"You're right, if you don't marry Renita I won't know the pain of being betrayed and lied to" replied the sad Refan.

Kinan looked at Refan's face. It was still early in the morning but Refan was back overcast and not excited.

"If I had chosen you first we would have been happy Nan. Because you know how to appreciate me as a husband. You are very smart to take care of your husband and household" said Refan.

"You will meet me like this only now. If we marry him, I can't be like this. Everything needs a process. It takes a lot of patience, hard work and hard work. So now it takes me a long time to learn. Mas Bima always patiently taught me to be a strong woman, independent woman and can cook. You think at the beginning of the wedding I can cook? No. Mas. I learned a lot from Mas Bima because he also happens to be good at cooking. I learned to cook from youtub*, even had cooking lessons" Kinan said.

Refan was silent, all this time he thought Kinan was smart everything from his sono.

"It all takes time and it takes process. Including self-maturity. When I got married I was still spoiled but ever since I had Salman I was determined to be a good mother, to be a good wife. Every day I study and learn. Sometimes failed, when cooking often also my cooking used to be burnt, I once learned iron and clothes Mas Bima perforated I made because of the iron heat" Kinan smiled to imagine the moment - at that time.

Refan could imagine Kinan's household life used to be very simple but he lived it happily. Because when telling that Kinan smiled.

Refane can take wisdom from all the words - Kinan. A domestic relationship is not run by one person but two - both must work together.

Maybe in the past Bima did not force Kinan to be able to do things - things that are now accustomed to Kinan doing. But Kinan himself wanted to do it and was supported by her husband first. Bima patiently waited and trained Kinan to be a better wife than before. So a mother is best for Salman at the moment.

He may have experienced a fall wake up in learning. But all there must be a share and support from Bima so that Kinan can be as fresh as now.

Bima may know that her life is not long so she prepares Kinan to be an independent and strong woman. Had it been turned around with the household he and Renita. Refan who died first definitely Renita can not do anything without him. Uh no. no... Renita may soon be looking for a replacement. The proof before he died Renita had cheated first.

"Our partner is a reflection of us. If you want to be treated well, treat him well. Want to be appreciated first respect him" said Kinan.

"I've done as you say but what's in return for me?" ask Refan.

Kinan was silent, it seemed like the words he had just been inappropriately said.

"Whatever he wants I always fulfill, I appreciate, I give confidence" said Refan.

"True all of Mas's treatment is correct, but life must be a tug-of-war. Take and give... If Mas feels that he has fulfilled everything he wants, try to sue him to meet Mas's needs. If Mas has appreciated him try to ask him to respect Mas and about trust. We must trust each other but be vigilant, feeling must play Mas. Word of heart and feelings should also exist instead of one hundred percent handed over all eventually he kebablasan. Inside the household there must be jealousy. Said the man's condiments - the spices of the household. Jealousy means love, if not jealous means not love" Kinan said.

Referrals are really like meeting a teacher in a household. He felt he still had a superficial knowledge in the household. Though between him and Kinan first he who married Renita. Kinan married her husband a year after Refan married.

Their age is the same because they are the same age as Renita. But Kinan had Bima, maybe Bima who was more mature so that he could turn Kinan into a woman like this.

I don't know why Refan so eager to say thank you to Bima because he was able to educate Kinan so good wife so that Refan many get the lessons of married life from Kinan. The priceless experience of life is even very expensive. Refan had to make up for it with a betrayal of his new wife he could see the thousands of good Kinan had.

Thank you Bim. Thanks to you, now I have a wife as good as Kinan. Refan in the heart

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