THE SECOND MARRIAGE
DROOLING??

Finished shopping for clothes and some necessities for the apartment. Now Fadila and Arnan and little Anan are sitting in an ice cream parlour. Still in the mall they came to.

"Which way do you feel, son?" Fadila looked down to lift Anan up.

But he lost quickly with Arnan who had already raised the body of the boy.

"That, that, that, that, that ..." Anan pointed at all the flavors that were in front of them.

Fadila sighed while shaking her head, this child if you have eaten ice cream is not enough one taste.

"Not much, Nan! Your teeth will hurt if you eat mostly sweet. Your stomach can also be uncomfortable later." Advice Fadila to her son.

"I'm strong, it's not easy to get sick just because of ice cream." Fadila looked at Arnan who answered his words.

"Mas, who's talking to you?" fadila asked because she didn't feel like asking the man.

"You."

"But I didn't ask?" Wonder Fadila shook her head.

"What did you say before?" Arnan asked which made Fadila think for a moment.

"Don't much, Nan ..."

"I can eat a lot."

Arnan interrupted Fadila's speech before the woman's repetition was complete. Just now Fadila opened her mouth to reply to Arnan's words.

The woman remembered something, the name of her son and the name of the man beside her were the same. Only one letter is different. He took a deep breath and pursed his lips.

Fadila orders herself for him and Anan without offering Arnan will or not.

"Bak, order one vanilla strowbery flavor, same milk chocolate one medium size."

"Good, Ma'am. Please wait" said the waiter.

"You didn't ask me, what would you like to taste?" Arnan asked in protest when Fadila ignored him.

It turns out that this widow is quite difficult to get, thought Arnan.

"Mas, order yourself." Both of Arnan's eyes glared at how indifferent Fadila was.

Huh ... Patience, inner.

Arnan ordered nothing and only accompanied the two people. Arnan even shamelessly and hesitantly feeds Anan ice cream.

Of course the adorable boy did not reject what Arnan did. Bahka occasionally Anan back to feed the ice cream to Arnan with the same spoon as him.

Fadila grimaced when she saw her son bravely bribe someone using his used spoon. Fortunately, Arnan was happy, not angry.

From a distance, a pair of men and women were staring in the direction where Fadila's table was. The two people looked at each other for a moment and whispered.

Approaching Fadila and Arnan who are unaware of their presence there.

"Oh ... So this was your behavior all along? You said you didn't want to get married, but you already have kids?" Arnan who recognized the voice immediately turned his head.

How shocked the man was to see who was approaching him. While Fadila was no less surprised to hear what the woman said.

"Sorry, Aunt. Who did Aunt just say, huh?" Ask Fadila to make sure.

Fadila did not feel familiar with the couple who had just arrived. Not even meeting people.

"Now you're coming with us. Before we unload all your mistakes here." The woman ignores Fadila's question and instead presents a threat.

"Sorry, I don't know whose aunt? So what's the reason my son and I should go with Auntie?" Fadila still doesn't understand.

While Arnan looked confusedly at the two people. Then his gaze went from the woman to the man who coded himself without Fadila's knowledge.

"All right." Arnan stood up from his seat while holding Anan.

"Mas! What is this really about?" Fadila was panicking.

"Come, I'll explain." Arnan pulled Fadila's hand to follow him.

Fadila was already frightened by what was about to happen. But saw his son who was calm in the sling of Arnan. Inevitably Fadila had to try to calm down and follow where he would be taken.

Eventually they arrived at a luxurious apartment. Fadila was getting scared for him. Even now the woman's body was trembling.

Arnan finally tells Fadila who the couple brought them. And where they are now.

"Calm down, they're both my parents. And this is my apartment."

Fadila looked at Arnan with a frown.

"What are we bringing here for, Mas. And what do you want your parents?" Ask Fadila who did not mean by Arnan's words earlier.

"Don't know, just look at it later." Relax Arnan who brought Fadila sat on the soft sofa.

"Wait on! Your parents? You mean they're both your parents, Mom?" Fadila just understood what Arnan said earlier.

"Yes, why?" Tanya Arnan looked at Fadila.

Fadila was dumbstruck and his mind instantly blenged. Why was he brought to Arnan's apartment? Do you want that old man? And what did they mean in the mall?

Those questions popped into Fadila's head.

"Mommy, tenapa?" Anan's voice resuscitated Fadila.

"Ehm ... Why not, son." Trying to smile even though stiff. Fadila did not want her son to be scared when he was in a place he had never been.

"Daddy, is that okay?" Anan looked at Arnan and the two Arnan parents alternately.

"They are grandparents" said Arnan introduced Anan to his parents.

"Grandfather, grandma? Why am I not looking like grandpa, grandma?" Anan asked innocently looking at Arnan.

"Grandpa and grandma just came in yesterday, son. So I just got to meet Anan, now." Arnan pinched softly on Anan's cheek because of anxiety.

Marni who could no longer hold her anxiety on the child in Arnan's lap immediately approached.

"Whose name are you, baby?" Marni stroked Anan's head.

"Siran." Marni frowned.

"Mastana?" Ask the woman.

"Annan, Mom. No, Nanan." Arnan corrected his mother's speech.

"Oh, Anan. How is his name similar to yours, anyway? Maybe he's your son, right?" Maeni stared at her son.

"Mr ..."

"Yes." Yeah." Arnan interrupted Fadila's speech.

"Why are you so wild, Arnan? Papa, I told you I'd betrothed you. But why do you even have children with other women." Papa Simon opens his voice.

"I don't want a match" said Arnan Sanrai.

"But not in the way you have children before marriage. You should marry that woman if you want to have children." Marnie put on her angry face.

"The country is free, Ma. No marriage is needed to have children. If you want to have children, do it." It was Arnan who made Fadila look at him in shock.

"Mas, what are you talking about? There's a little kid don't talk shit." Fadila took Anan from Arnan's lap and held him on her own.

"But all of that is true, Fa. Even many have no marriage ties in this country, but have slept together." The irritated Fadila immediately pinched Arnan's arm.

"Ac ... Pain, Fa!" Arnan stroked his arm that was pinched by Fadila.

"Who told me that your words can't be taken care of." Fadila glanced at Arnan's annoyance.

"That's enough! Since you already have children, you should get married soon. And that's ahrus today too." Firmly Simon.

Fadila looked at the shok of the man sitting opposite her.

"Yes, right. Mama, I'll call the religious leaders who can marry you. Marriage book business lately, the important thing is legitimate first."

Marni moved from her seat to do what she said earlier.

"Papa, want to do something also for his preparation. Call your friends." Simon followed his wife away.

Fadila gawked at everything the middle-aged couple said.

What's this really about, his mind shocks.