THE SECOND MARRIAGE
WAFA

Fadila came out of the room after she finished preparing, the woman felt uncomfortable in her heart to let her son take her away. It was still in his heart that someone else would bring his child.

Walk away from the room and circulate the view to all corners of the luxury apartment. Fadila's steps came to a halt as she heard her son's voice.

The more Anan's screams heard that made Fadila run as fast as possible.

"Anan!" Call her.

Arriving at the middle room where the marriage contract was, Fadila saw Anan who returned screaming. The old man who was his father-in-law was playing with Anan.

Anan screamed because he was amused by being kissed by Simon's papa who had a mustache. The amused taste of the mustache that touched Anan's face made him laugh loosely and cheerfully to scream.

"It's Pa, pity Anan to scream so." Arnan who could not bear to see his son screamed immediately reminded his father.

"Papa, get anxious with your son. Duh .. Grandpa's worry."

Pap Simon again kissed the cheek of Anan dear who instead returned to make Anan laugh.

"Already Grandpa, I want to pee," said Anan while holding the face of papa Simon.

Anan would always pee every time for too long laughing. That's why he will say it if he has been laughing for a long time due to amused.

"Oh ... Sorry, sorry, Grandpa Gearsin's granddaughter exhausted."

Papa Simon held Anan in his arms afterwards, and accidentally his eyes looked at Fadila who was just standing still staring at them.

"Your wife, Ar."

Arnan followed the direction of his papa and found Fadila standing still with a blank look.

Anan stood up and approached Fadila, afraid that something might happen to his wife. See how the woman looks.

"Why stand here? Come on up to the balcony, mama and the others are already there."

Fadila looked at her husband with a frown. Theothers? Wh who? Her thought.

"You're Mommy's mom, Cake."

Anan who saw his mom immediately wanted to move.

"Just like Grandpa, huh? Grandpa still misses the same thing, Anan." Papa Simon has a sad face.

Anan who could never see others grieving instantly agreed.

"Grandfather don't be sad, Anan wants to be like Grandpa really."

Little hand Anan stroked Papa Simon's cheek so that the old man would no longer be sad.

"Yes, son?" Ask papa Simon to make sure. "Benel, I don't see bo'ong Kek." Papa Simon smiled at Anan.

"Ughb ... Good boy, pinter boy. Now that we're the same grandma out there, there's plenty of good food."

Papa Simon invites Anan out first, the man wants to give his son and daughter-in-law time to talk.

"Mommy cama Daddy, don't come to the cana?" Anan looked at his parents.

Arnan smiled looking at his stepdaughter who was so smart.

"Daddy wants to talk to mommy for a second, Anan goes with grandpa first, son." Gently stroked Anan's head.

Anan nodded in understanding. "Come, Cake."

Papa Simon left Arnan and Fadila in the living room. Papa Simon certainly knew that his son-in-law was still in shock and it was clear there was fear in the look of his eyes.

Fight son, inner papa Simon.

After the departure of Simon's father, Arnan invited Fadila to sit first. Fadila sat on the sofa with Arnan beside her.

Arnan clasped both hands of warm Fadila while stroking the soft hand.

"Mas, know what you're thinking and feeling right now." Fadila looked at Arnan in disbelief. "Times, anyway?"

"Yes, right now you are hesitant and afraid. Doubt that Mas and his family will not accept you and Anan. Afraid that we'll take Anan away and keep him away from you. You're also afraid that Mas or papa mama will hurt Anan when you're not around."

"Mas, and the family are very fond of the children, with Anan present in this family. Make papa and mama very happy, what else is personal. As Daddy, Mas wants to give the best for Anan and you of course. We are all very happy with you and Anan. So get rid of all your bad feelings and thoughts, because they're not true."

Arnan clasped Fadila's hands tightly as a form of seriousness in speech. Even the eyes of the man looked resolute and very confident.

"I just want to, Mas never hurt Anan's feelings. If you get bored with us and don't want us anymore. Please talk to me honestly, never play behind my back. I'll let Mas go if there's another woman I like."

Arnan kissed Fadila's hands and held back for a moment the kiss. Which husband's heart doesn't hurt when his wife says things she doesn't want to hear.

But Arnan understood and understood with the intention of Fadila's words. However, Fadila's previous marriage failed due to her ex-husband's tacit affair.

Even more painful is the involvement of her former mother-in-law in the husband's affair. That is what makes Fadila doubt and fear if the incident then repeated again.

"Mas, just want you and Anan alone, not the others. If it allows us to have another child, Mas will still love Anan as the first child Mas. The proud son of Mas who could not be in vain."

Arnan gave a gentle smile full of confidence looking at Fadila who was looking at him.

"Mas, I won't ask you to believe what you're saying. Mas, just want you to always hold both hands Mas with full confidence if you are the only woman that Mas wants. And never believe the same what looks and sounds without clarity. Mas, will always love you an explanation until you are satisfied if for example there will be a shock later in our household."

Fadila was quite moved by what her husband said. The worry in his heart slowly faded. Given how her in-laws were treating her, Fadila wanted to try to believe.

"You want to fight with Mas for the future of our household?" Ask Arnan.

Fadila was silent for a moment before finally nodding. Arnan smiled happily at that, until he unconsciously hugged Fadila.

Fadila's heart pounded as she again felt the warmth of the man's body that she had not felt for a long time. The gentle elusan on his head from Arnan also gave a pounding effect to his heart.

Arnan let go of his embrace and so felt awkward about what he had done.

"I'm sorry, reflexes just now," he clumsily.

"Where did Anan go?" Ask Fadila to reduce the awkwardness she feels.

"Ah yes, let's go there. They must have been waiting."

Arnan clasped Fadila's right hand and led the woman to the balcony of her apartment.

There looks quite crowded as well, and what makes Fadila surprised is the presence of his two best friends.

"you guys? How come it's here?"

Dwi and Sinta looked at Fadila who was already standing near them.

"here, Fa. Later you don't get the food, your son the same they both eat a lot." Sinta pulled Fadila's hand to sit next to her.

"My question is not answered yet" said Fadila.

"Oh, did you forget that they were both your husband's best friends." Dwi glanced at Devan and Robert who were eating.

Even Anan in the flank of the two men ate together.

Fadila sighed as she remembered that. But a moment later he was very shocked to see his son eat until his mouth was full.

"Anan! Don't eat too much, son. His stomach will hurt."

"Ndak cuwakit, Mi." Anan spoke with his mouth full.

Fadila stood up and took Anan from Devan and Robert. Before the two men taught their children to eat a lot. You can't eat much.

Anan will get a stomachache if he eats too much heavy food.

"Macih wants Mi, macih wants." Anan did not want to be banned.

Fadila stared intently at Devam and Robert the doer who taught Anan.

"G ... Papa's stomach hurts, here. Don't want to eat anymore," said Devan pretend than at Amuk Fadila.

"Ow ... Dad's got a stomachache." Robert is still chewing.

Fadila stared lazily at her best friend's future husband.

"Yes, son. Papa the same father has a stomachache fullness," persuaded Fadila who is now Anan.