WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTERS 16.

"Zidan!"

 A voice familiar to Zidan, but foreign to Adel and his parents.

 The woman who stood with her chest in front of her looked annoyed, and immediately made Zidan stunned.

"You-you ...."

 The woman in the doctor's uniform with the nametag "Alicia" on her chest took a step forward.

"Don't be rich kid why? I've been waiting for a surgery, but you're a Korean drama here? Do you want your wife to get well or not? Do you want to play with cats like this? That's why I want to go! There are still many other patients to take care of!"

 All eyes stared in wonder at Zidan and the female doctor.

 Zidan stood up with a face of shock. "You ... Is it really Alice?" (read Elis, xoxo)

 Doctor Alice rolled her eyes lazily and turned back to enter the operating room. Afterwards a nurse seemed to walk in a hurry towards Zidan and the family.

"Sorry Sir, Mom. But doctor Alice is very busy today, please cooperate with her and let us bring in the patient now." The nurse rushed to push Adel's gurney with the other two sisters.

 Zidan, who was still stunned, did not even realize that Adel had now entered the operating room with the sisters.

Blams

 The operating room door is closed, and the LED light on it is on. Signs of an operation are underway inside there.

 Zidan looked at it and immediately gasped, then ran over and hit the locked operating room door from inside it.

"Adel! Um! ... Honey!" call Zidan in a panic, somehow all the fear he has ever felt is not comparable to his current fear of being unable to accompany his wife in the operating room.

 Mr. Hanif grabbed Zidan's body and embraced it. "Already, Son. We just pray from here that the operation goes smoothly and Adel soon healthy back and reunited with us."

 Zidan hugged Mr. Hanif tightly and spilled all his fear and sorrow on his chest.

"It's all because of Zidan, sir. This is all wrong Zidan can not take good care of Adel. Zidan should be inside, not Adel! Zidan should be sick, not Adel. Adel is too kind to accept all this bitterness," lamented Zidan sobbing.

 Mr. Hanif and Ms. Hanif rubbed her daughter-in-law's back lovingly.

"That's it, Son Zidan. True what Adel said, you are not wrong. You've been trying to be the perfect husband for our daughter, and this must all be just a test from God's Gusti for your love." Ms. Hanif advised Zidan while also holding back tears.

"Your mother's right, son. If you love Adel sincerely, try to follow his request as best you can. Happy with him, and do not forget that now you also have other dependents from your second wife. As per Adel's request, and your responsibilities as husband, now go .. accompany Nisa at the reception there. And Adel .. let us take care of him here," said Mr. Hanif sage.

 Zidan broke his embrace from Mr. Hanif, his crying had subsided leaving only a puffy and flushed face.

"Alright, if that is Adel's will. Zidan will be coming to the building now to accompany Nisa, but after completion Zidan will come straight back here to accompany Adel. Well then, Zidan said yes sir, Mom. Titip Adel," concluded Zidan as he passed with a giant step towards returning to his second wedding reception.

 Pak Hanif and Bu Hanif stared at the departure of his daughter-in-law with a pushy look.

Bu Hanif nodded in agreement. "Yes, Sir. I'm grateful that Adel met a man as good as Zidan. Hopefully after all this they can unite in a sadinah household, mawaddah, warahmah. May Adel's decision to take honey also bring good to their family."

 Sincere prayers came from the lips of the parents who loved their child so much. Hoping that the Khalik would soon return their healthy daughter to their arms.

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 At the reception venue.

Nisa, who is living alone by Zidan, appears restless on the lap. How not, now all the guests who came seemed to start whispering and whispering while pointing at him.

 Bu Sekar and Bu Sita who also sat on the stage pelaminan also did not escape the conversation of the guests while enjoying the dishes that have been provided.

"Due ... Where is Zidan?" nisa's murmuring panicked.

 Of course, besides being embarrassed now Nisa also seems worried in case Zidan even has no intention to attend their wedding reception. Because the show coincided with Adel's surgery schedule at the hospital there.

 Bu Sekar stood up to his son, while glancing at the cynical besan-bu Sita who was even busy with his expensive cell phone.

"Where is your husband, Nis? Why not come here? Look, from the guests our gosipin," whispered Bu Sekar lirih.

 Nisa turned her head until her long hair that was draped flew over her mother's face that was filled with makeup.

"Astaghfirullah," surprised Bu Sekar when Nisa's hair actually stuck to her sweaty face. Though the place was air-conditioned, but basically Bu Sekar village people instead enveloped himself with a rag he brought from home because it could not stand the cold. As a result, she was even hot and her makeup began to fade in sweat.

"Duh, Mother .. ngagetin aja ah." Nisa turned her back to her mother with an annoyed face.

 Nisa walked towards her magnificent seat and sat there following Bu Sekar.

"Yes, I'm just asking, because this has been a long time, but she didn't show up. Wouldn't he not want to come and prefer to wait for Adel surgery in the hospital?" guess Bu Sekar seemed to know the thoughts of his son.

"Yes Zidan is more willing to wait for Adel surgery, they love each other. It is not your wealth that comes to Zidan's life because it is invited. Well, hopefully you want because you are really sincere, not just because of the glare of Zidan's wealth," said Bu Sita insulting.

 Bu Sekar looked at Bu Sita fiercely. "Hey grandma drop by! Although our son's marriage was due to a request from Adel. But I know this child of mine, since long ago he never even close with men, so guaranteed still well sealed and top quality. Stand on top of SNI instead. So if only the lonely widow is rich .. ahem, it can be matched."

"What does a lonely widow mean? You're my crush?" hardik Bu Sita who was offended by Bu Sekar's words.

 The war flag again fluttered between the two, looking at each other with a deadly sharp look.

 Nisa who was between the two even to feel the heat of war that seemed to be about to start.

Bu Sekar stood defiantly, as well as Bu Sita who now also stood arrogantly. The flash from the cameraman who was in charge of taking pictures of the course of the event seemed to glitter until Nisa closed her eyes due to glare.

"What's this?"

 A voice that made Nisa's body that was like being exposed to the heat of her mother's infighting suddenly become like in a water-spool ice refrigerator. And also makes the atmosphere suddenly become quiet.