THE SECOND MARRIAGE
UGLY WAFA??

Today Fadila was very busy in the office to get her work done immediately. Lucky today Anan was brought by Dwi and Devan who wanted to find a wedding dress and some other necessities.

Deliberately prepare the dress from now on so that later it will not be too troublesome. What else will be a lot of invitations that must be shared.

Not to mention Dwi's father's orders that require his son in brackets a month before the wedding. Be Dwi and Devan prepare everything from now on.

Except for the building and WO, Devan will prepare it himself later in Indonesia.

Fadila was very serious about working on the design to completion.

"Ah, finally." Relieved the woman smiled faintly.

After that, Fadila finished the other work.

Until lunch time came, Fadila did not notice it because it was too serious.

Tok tok tok tok

"Come in"

Fadila remained in his position without seeing who was coming. And still doing his job.

"Mommy!"

Heard his son's voice calling out very clearly. Fadila raised his gaze forward.

How surprised the woman when she saw with whom her son came.

"Anan! How can you be daddy? Mama's with papa kenana, son?" Fadila approached Anan and took the plump body.

"Devan and Dwi, they're waiting for you at the restaurant. There was Robert and Sinta too. He said he's been calling you since, but there's no answer. That's why Anan and I came to pick you up."

Fadila looked at the astonished Arnan who casually spoke.

"Sir, where did you meet them?" Ask Fadila.

"Why call sir? Yesterday call me mas, now be mister." Arnan protested with a capricious call of Fadila.

"Ec ... Sorry, but we're not close." Fadila spoke carefully.

"Since your son regarded me as Daddy. Then I'm close to you, because Daddy's Mami's partner."

Fadila turned her eyes the other way. How can it be like that they've been told to be close.

"But ..."

"No more buts, you're Anan's mom and I'm his Daddy. If your son can be close to me, then let me also be close to you."

Arnan mengultimatum Fadila so as not to reject his approach by using Anan. The man was convinced that Fadila could not resist if he carried the name of the adorable boy.

"That's all right." Nugup Fadila said resignedly.

After all, the man was a close friend of Devan and Robert, it was impossible for Dwi and Sinta to be silent if the man was not a good person. This time Fadila will follow what her son wants and try to get close to Arnan for Anan's sake.

Why did I realize that their names were only one letter apart? Inner Fadila.

After tidying up his desk, Fadila came out with Arnan and Anan. This time Anan was let walk by Fadila.

Although Arnan wanted to hold but Fadila forbid and now holding the left hand Anan who walked.

"Mi, mama bili badu becal. Tantik badu na, tenapa Mami ndak bili?" Anan said as he walked.

His head looked at the tall mother.

Fadila had to look down at her son.

"Mommy, buy it too. But not as big as having a mom."

"Why? puna mama becal, beautify again. Mommy, I'm guessing tantin starch."

Fadila smiled in response to Anan's adorable speech.

"Yes, Mommy will buy a big one like having a mama."

"Be careful, son." Fadila reminded and continued to pay attention to her son who was so active.

Arnan just followed the steps of the mother and child with a happy feeling. He will do everything he can to make Fadila his wife. That way he no longer needs to just daydream both of them if it's night.

A few minutes later they arrived at the restaurant. There are others there as well, even the food has been ordered by them.

After lunch together, Fadila took Anan to the mall. There are some Anan clothes that must be changed because they no longer fit.

Arnan certainly followed where Fadila went. Although he had rejected Arnan's participation, in fact Fadila lost to Anan who forced.

Due to the crowded conditions of the mall, Anan is now carried by Arnan. Fadila agreed because he could not let his son walk alone in the crowd.

"Why buy clothes?" Asked Arnan when he found the writing on the pile of clothes.

"It's not a sale, it's just a discount." Fadila chose the clothes she wanted.

"Ck, let's go! I'm paying for it." Arnan volunteered to spend Fadila.

"No need, Mom. These are also nice clothes. Buy in boutique 10 million can be 1, buy here 10 million can be many."

Arnan looked in wonder at Fadila, how could the woman think of such a thing.

"But if the quality in the boutique is good and guaranteed."

"Buy anywhere the same, Mas. As good as any quality, it can still be torn as well. In use also later in a long time in the same model of other clothes. Never mind, just shut up."

Fadila continued choosing the clothes, while Arnan let out a long sigh. Just this time he saw career women like Fadila who prefer cheap clothes.

Even money was a consideration for him. It must be admitted by Arnan, if the clothes chosen by Fadila are good.

"Where else are you going?" Arnan asked as Fadila pulled out her trolley.

Anan was sat by Arnan in a trolley that could carry small children. Arnan himself willingly pushed the trolley and made sure the adorable boy was safe.

"Find the shirt, Anan's there." Fadila pointed in one direction where many children's clothes were.

Arriving at the children's clothing section, Fadila deftly chose what she thought was good for her child. Even Fadila to check the inside also to see the stitching model.

After making sure the stitches are neat, Fadila matches with her child.

"Uh ... Baby boy, Mommy." Fadila kissed Anan's cheek afterwards.

"Handsome to me, Mi." Anan smiled at Fadila who nodded.

The woman continued to choose some clothes for Anan.

"Daddy handsome isn't, son?" Arnan asked Anan who was looking at him.

"Daddy, check tray." Arnan smiled happily at Anan's praise for her.

"If his son is handsome, then his Daddy must be more handsome." Arnan stroked Anan's head gently.

Fadila did not care what the two people nearby were talking about. The woman remains on her search.

Arnan saw the price bandrol of one of Anan's clothes that had been put into the trolley by Fadila.

The man's forehead shriveled at the price that was there. Then moved to see the price bandrol on two clothes belonging to Fadila himself.

"Anan's one shirt for two? How much to get dressed, Anan?" Surprised Arnan when comparing the two clothes of different sizes.

As Fadila approached and put in a set of Anan's clothes. The man who could not help but wonder asked.

"Why are your two clothes worth just one shirt, Anan? It's even more expensive to have Anan."

"If for children must be the best, so whatever the price must be purchased. For me, it doesn't matter the price. The important thing is comfortable to wear," said Fadila relaxed while pulling the trolley from the front to follow his steps.

Increasingly amazed only Arnan on Fadila who is more concerned with the good for his son. Providing the best and quality for Anan.

I definitely fit for both of them, because I am very qualified and very good, Arnan said.