The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 32 - Angel

A bit of a dissident, exactly bidding Zean's orders. She had no other choice, Zulia was in need of her. Nyayu came home for a while, incidentally Syila did not go to work until she chose to take care of her mother.

If you are married, then you must follow the husband. Syila remembered her mother's words very well, and this time for the first time she violated her husband. Zean wouldn't have let him out today, if Zean said Syila's feet needed an Istiarahat.

"Zean knows you're here, Syila?"

Syila nodded, she was forced to lie because she did not have time to get permission. He was too panicked to go to the hospital without his cell phone. Syila's teledor and forgetful nature seems to be really-bear inherent in any situation, no wonder if being in the office is often the subject of Zean tantrums.

"Thank God .. Wherever you have to be with your husband's permission, a step away from home without his permission can be a sin, son."

Dada Syila was suddenly nervous, she who forgot the saying suddenly felt guilty. Zulia often gives advice to her daughter. Since long ago, even from Syila sitting on the bench of Junior High. Zulia was unceasingly giving advice regarding married life. In fact, at that time the desire of his daughter to connect with the opposite sex was not there yet.

"Yes, Mom ... Syila's always allowed, I'm calm."

Well, he's been lying from the beginning. As a result now two sins at once Syila did. If it is in front of the mother, Syila is often made silent.

These few days, Syila had so little time for Zulia. Not because she did not care about her mother, but yesterday it was impossible for Zean and Syila to come here.

Nasyila let out a long sigh, Zulia's condition improving in her eyes. If this continues, the hope to go home will certainly be realized, thought Syila.

There is nothing more precious than his mother. Let it be, all the risks and fears related to her marriage, Syila, take responsibility. Zulia just needs to know her happiness, period.

"Mom, be well ... Syila wants to be with her mother longer," said Syila softly after reaching for the wrinkled hands of Zulia, a fact that Syila must accept that her mother has indeed entered the age of twilight.

"Sorry, Syila's a lot wrong."

Syila is not a child who is used to expressing his love with words. He prefers action, even if it puts his life at risk. However, for today somehow her heart was eager for Zulia to hear the testimony directly from her lips.

"Oh-ooh, Mother's virgin son why is it suddenly sad like this."

Zulia chuckled at her daughter who suddenly was this sweet, not usually Syila to say an apology while peeping the back of her hand that deep.

"My mother, Syila already has a husband."

Her daughter was flushed, perhaps the expression of the virgin child was inherent in her. When discussing that, Syila's mind suddenly turned to Zean, the husband.

"Forgotten, time is so fast, Syila. It feels like just yesterday I took you to school, now you're an adult .. I didn't think you could take your daughter-in-law like an angel before you left," zulia said she was happy with the presence of the prince of heaven who suddenly entered her daughter's life.

Life-replucking angels may be, ma'am.

Syila amused herself with the words of the mother who was so proud of her daughter-in-law that it penetrated the seventh heaven. He was open, funny really if he heard the nickname that Zulia gave to Zean.

Although he can not be denied, the presence of Zean made his life change as quickly as it was. Hospital services that were once ogah-ogahan, are now so prioritizing Zulia when Zean acts.

"Crazy."

"why, Mom? Is anyone sick?" syila asked worried if the mother felt uncomfortable with her body.

It sounded like it was not pushy, but the look in her eyes was hoping for more and Syila was at a loss as to what to answer. In their marriage, Zean did not say he wanted to have a child from Syila clearly. However, his jokes this morning expressed as if he wanted to.

Can't he answer for sure, he just nodded slowly. Syila still feels Zean is not hers. They also married only get the blessing of the side, Syila did not want to be rash and expect excessive.

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Amidst the warmth of these two women, the door suddenly opened even though the Doctor had just checked the state of zulia. Syila turned her head and frowned when she realized that coming was Zean with a breath of breath.

"Ck, here it turns out."

He muttered, very slowly. Syila could still notice, Zean's face looked different. Although that warm smile she gave Zulia still she felt the aura of disaster in her life for a moment.

"It's only now, how come home?" syila asked to dismiss her nervousness, somehow there was a feeling of fear in Syila's mind.

"Yes go home, there was a little business so go home .. it turns out the house is locked, I asked the right-left neighbor. Why didn't you tell me to go to the hospital?"

Glug

Indeed, his lips were created to be able to speak in one breath. Syila suddenly shrieked and saw the confused face of the mother. Trouble lying, Zean just dismantled it.

"Syila, can you lie? He said permission, not yet."

Zean looked at the in-laws and the wife alternately. Syila's eyes looked terrible. Where is he wrong? Zean thought hard even actually he wanted to be angry because he was made worried when the wife was not home after he came to the house of the head of RT a while ago.

"I-I've permission, you've forgotten."

"Case ap_"

Aaaarrgghh what does this woman want?!

Zean bites his lips because Syila suddenly stomps on his feet. He who begins to understand the purpose of his wife turns back his confession as quickly as possible. "Have you permission, Zean?"

"Al-already, Mom. I forgot it."

"Oh, Zean ... His wife is one who can forget, son?" zulia asked softly and came back to believe in her daughter.

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