THE SECOND MARRIAGE
WAFA DREAM

The plane on board Fadila and the others arrived in Jakarta safely. They left the airport together.

Anan who was still sleepy fell asleep in Fadila's arms. Arnan carries his own suitcase without Jack's help.

No one came to pick me up because I was preparing for the wedding. Only the driver was in charge of picking up his masters at the airport.

Fadila observed the streets of the capital that he had long left behind. 4 years ago he left the capital in order to reach his goals and leave behind suffering.

Now Fadila is back with a boy who is always coloring his days. Be the source of his happiness and encouragement.

And not only Anan, now Fadila returned to the homeland with a man who had become her husband. A man who for several weeks accompanied her and shared her happiness and sadness with her.

"Why?" Arnan asked as he looked at Fadila who was staring at him. "No." Fadila shook her head while turning her eyes.

Arnan stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Fadila's head until the woman turned her head. Arnan kissed Fadila's friendly forehead which made the woman close her eyes enjoying the warmth of the kiss of the husband.

After peeping Fadila's forehead, the man also kissed Anan's head. Due to the boy's sleeping position, his head was next to Arnan and his feet were near the door.

The two looked at each other and smiled happily together. Fadila leaned his head on Arnan's shoulder.

Of course Arnan welcomed it well and wrapped his left hand around Fadila's shoulder. He peeked once more at his wife's forehead before looking out at the street.

Moments later, the car entered the gate of a very large and tall house.

Fadila stared at the high gate that was moving open and revealed its inside. Not yet fully visible indeed, because the yard looks spacious with a fountain in the middle that is already visible.

"Whose house is this, Mas?" Fadila asked quietly without seeing her husband.

The woman's gaze was still directed towards such a large house.

"This is our home" said Arnan leisurely looking at his wife.

Fadila turned to her husband with both eyes glaring in disbelief. "Mas, don't lie, do you?" Ask.

Arnan smiled at the response of his wife who was so shocked. "No lie, huh?" Tempt the man who received the pinch from Fadila. "Mas! Don't joke," he said annoyed.

Arnan laughed a little because his son was still asleep. "Let's get off!" Arnan opened the door next to him and walked quickly to the door near Fadila.

Stretching out his hand took Anan's body from Fadila's lap. Anan was disturbed because of the movement of his daddy. But soon, Anan falls back asleep due to a gentle pat on his butt from Arnan.

Not to mention Fadila who gently rubbed Anan's back. Even though the woman was still sitting in the car.

After Fadila came out, then they stepped together to approach the door that was wide open.

"Congratulations dat ..."

Arnan raised his hand to make no sound as the servants of the house greeted him. Of course the servants did not continue their sentences once they got instructions.

"Dissolve" said Arnan.

The waiters bowed for a moment before returning to work.

Fadila could only gawk at how many servants there were in the mansion. Although the homes of both adoptive parents are also large and luxurious. But not as big and luxurious as the house he entered.

Arnan held Fadila's hand to the surprise of the woman.

"How's gigin?" One eyebrow Arnan rose a sign of lack of understanding. Because he did not pay much attention to his wife.

Fadila shook her head and went back to look at the luxurious and classy house she entered.

Arnan sighed for a moment when he realized that his wife had been gawking at their house.

The man took his wife walking up to the 3rd floor where their room was located. The thing that makes Fadila stunned again is, there is an elevator in the house that immediately leads them to the 3rd floor.

"Whose house is this, Mas?" Fadila asked which made Arnan hold back an amused smile. His wife still questions their home.

"My wife dear, if this house is not ours, it is certain that the guards in front will drive us both away. Not to mention the servants, there's no way they're welcoming us."

Fadila nodded just listening to her husband's words, but her mind was unfocused. Once the elevator doors opened and they came out, Fadila was even more amazed to see what was in front of her eyes.

"Woe ... " I was amazed at the interior on the third floor. "Mas! This is so cool." Fadila set her foot without direction.

Where his eyes see beauty, that's where his feet go. Until Fadila arrived in a room with glass walls from top to bottom.

"Woehh ... The view below is gorgeous, my dear." The woman's smile was so bright staring at the flower bed in the garden below.

Around the room there are also some flower plants that are no less beautiful. Neatly arranged and beautiful and fragrant flowers that add to the atmosphere to be cool.

"Mommy!" Call Arnan in his soft voice. "Yes" said Fadila who was still staring at the park below.

"Rest first, yuk! I'll be here again." Fadila turned to look at her husband.

Walk closer with carefree steps and smile widely. "Mas, the house is so cool. The flowers are also beautiful, what else is the garden down there." The woman pointed down there.

Arnan smiled sweetly at his wife who was so happy. He was also happy to see the happiness of his wife.

"Mas, you know, baby. We'll look at the rest of the house. Now rest first, mama and the rest of the family will come."

Fadila nodded while looking down embarrassed, she looked like a village woman who had never seen a luxurious house and a beautiful garden. Padaha is it, because the world of Fadila has only studied and worked.

The couple walked towards the main room in the mansion. Again, Fadila was fascinated by the design of the room that was so comfortable and made a feel at home that occupied.

"Would you like a shower?" Arnan asked after putting Anan on the big bed.

Fadila turned his head then nodded, he was already sultry long on the way.

"That's the door, the wardrobe's there, too. You wear clothes that have been there first" said Arnan.

Fadila again nodded and rushed to the door her husband had pointed at.

"Shame .. Shame ... Shame ..." he muttered as he walked quickly. Both hands were holding her cheeks in shame.

Arnan could only smile and shake his head to see Fadila's behavior. The man walked to the sofa and sat there. Tell his family they have arrived.

Message from mama Marni the most in the group chat family. Various sentences sent the middle-aged woman to her eldest child.

"Mama, mama," muttered Arnan.