Young Wife For My Husband

Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 202 In Overnight All Changed


"Don't move! Hand over your husband if your children don't want his life to go away!"


"A_what???"


Amelia jerks. Someone dressed as a ninja complete with a head covering pointed a long barrel gun at Adam and Eve and another man clutched the collar of the shirt and hand Lukman.


"Crazy!!! I won't choose any of them!!!" amelia shouted loudly making the man pull Lukman's neck even harder.


"Amghhhh!!!"


"Don't!!!" peekik Amelia panicked.


"So you'd rather have a husband than a son?"


"Don't! Not them!!! Just shoot me! Kill me, not my husband or children!" shouted Amelia tight.


"You want to just die? Goody! That's better! But.., your sister was the one I'm gonna kill now. You're after that!"


Dorrr


The unknown person dressed in ninja style suddenly shot Inayah who had just entered and was still in front of the door with a bright smile.


"Jangayann!!!" screamed Amelia hysterically.


"Dear, Honey?! Wake up, baby! Ameel..."


"Don't! No!!! Hik hicks... Don't kill my family!!!"


Lukman tries to wake Amelia who turns out to be a scary dream at two o'clock in the night.


Amel.


His tears poured out and he immediately hugged Lukman who was sitting next to him with a face of relief because finally the wife was awake.


"You're just a dream, honey. Dreams are sleeping flowers. Satan enters your sleep and plays a role so that you are upset. Come, read An-Nas and Al-Ikhlas three times."


Amelia obeyed the husband's orders.


After she calmed down a bit, Amelia said, "The dream was just real, Mas! Really. I was shocked to see Inayah drowning in the shot of the bad guys dressed as ninjas! They're asking me to turn you and the kids over to a bet,"


Grepp


Lukman's burly hand immediately clutched Amelia's mouth that was still chirping about her nightmare just now.


"Sleep, Honey! Here, let me hug so that the misgivings that still fill your mind are lost to change comfort."


Amelia sighed. Close both eyes seemed to give thanks in the heart, because Lukman's maturity makes it much better and also grateful because it was all just a dream.


As Lukman said. May the dream be just a sleeping flower. Dreams that the devil breathed because he might not be solemnly praying before going to bed.


Lukman stroked his wife's back gently. Several kisses unfortunately landed on Amel's forehead which was still somewhat wet by sweat.


"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Bismika allohumma ahyaa wa bismika amuut.”


The two fell asleep after half an hour.


In a different place, though,


Inayah felt her stomach ache and nausea.


He tried to vomit several times but did not come out.


His head is so dizzy. And his body shivers when the weather tonight is very hot because it is in the dry season.


The room air conditioner hasn't been turned on since noon.


"Oh my God, my God! My body is not good like this, huh? Oh Allah.., haduuhh!"


"Said Sister Arini and Bi Tinah, it was common for young pregnant mother, Nay. The patient, dear. Should we just go to the hospital? Let's just get your name up there for a few days?"


"The smell of the hospital makes me even more nauseous, Mom! Remember not when we checked the contents three days ago. I'm even pale pias asphyxiated as smell of drugs."


Arthur rubbed the head of Inayah very gently. He knew his wife's weakness so that it looks pink tinge on both cheeks even though Inayah at night.


"Mass..."


"Hmm?"


"Please rub my back? Ohhh.., my stomach is feeling so good. Haaa.., oh Allah...! It turns out like this is a mother's sacrifice. Mashaa Allah, it is only three months to four months. There's still six months less I have to feel this. Haaa, Maaass!"


Inayah knitting felt her body uneasy and tormented like this.


"Patience Dear, be patient.!(.Cup) Here's a slow quelus on his back! You're lying on my lap. Sholawatan, let it be comfortable. Or.... I asked for help, Miss Tia or Miss Amel?"


"Don't, don't you! I want to stay until I'm four months old and we want to do it, and then we tell them how it is."


Arthur smiled.


Inayah did deliberately want to feel her pregnancy in her extended family until the age of four months.


There is a concern if you have boasted about pregnancy if you are not old enough. Pamali.


Arthur smiled following Inayah's wishes. Though his heart seemed to want to jump out of his body so happy. He wanted to tell everyone that his young wife was pregnant with their future child.


At Pupu's time, Arthur did not know and half did not believe that the handsome boy was his flesh and blood. Bianca even challenges him to a DNA test if Arthur still doesn't believe it. But seeing the face of Son Arthur Pangestu who almost looks like himself, also shed his sense of curiosity.


Now, Inayah is pregnant. The wife he married with a new sense of love Arthur first felt.


It turns out like this the euphoria of a married man and get the happy news about the pregnancy of a wife.


Arthur even felt like a long beautiful dream. He always gave thanks every time he finished praying. Saying many thanks to Allah Ta'ala for giving him such abundant and lasting happiness.


The small problems that arise in his household he succeeded in overcoming.


Like yesterday Juriah almost made Arthur hang.


He did not want Inayah to know that the woman that Sister Arini helped and had stayed at their house was the ex-wife of young Solehudin, her brother's first husband.


The past is the past. But if at that time faced with the past of the culprit of the destruction of the Amelia household, Inayah's heart must have been scratched as well.


That's why Arthur half-threatened Juriah to never want to return to set foot in the capital again.


Capital ruthless. Not as imagined. That's how Arthur said it. Even Arthur had opened up the life of Soleh who has now bought a house in the village of Amelia Inayah.


Soleh has lived more purposefully. Have income from his workshop business on the highway in their village.


Hope Soleh, Juriah regretted choosing a divorce with Soleh and they re-referenced to continue the household that once backfired Amelia Soleh's life a few years ago.


...............


Morning in Jakarta this time is very different from the morning of the third day of Jyria is still a Sales Promotion Girl in a mall downtown.


Now she is like a new King's Daughter who just woke up and on her bedroom table there is a glass of warm white milk and a loaf of egg and vegetable sandwiches.


"Morning, Non Princess! How did you sleep last night? Wakeless? Oiya, we haven't met. I'm Rozie, Boss Victor likes to call me Rosie. Whatever you want to call me. Hehe, man,... I'm one of the Boss' personal assistants wardrop section. My job is to dress you to look beautiful, elegant and graceful charm like princesses in the fairyland there. Wake up, have breakfast, then take a clean shower. And these are your clothes. Come on, GPL Gak Pake Lama. I wait an hour, after I finish getting dressed, immediately go downstairs. Okay?"


Juria was struck with a face fixed on the face of Rozie assistant Boss Victor who had helped him yesterday.


"Boss Victor where, Mas Rozie?"


"Huaaaa, don't call me 'Mas'! Call Kaka may, or Rozie's name may. I'm amused to be called 'Mas'!"


Rozie ran out of the room with his style goulash typical soft bone men are scattered in the capital.


Juria almost choked on the milk she took lightly because she laughed at Rozie's feminine behavior.


"Quick Miss Princess Fania!!!" he shouted before closing the door to Juriah's room back.


"Yes, Rozie is beautiful!" jyria replied with a joke making Rozie sound a happy screech.


Juria laughed a little.


He looked at the large mirror in front of his large bed.


His face was pale, very unattractive even though Juria's nose was quite pointed and her cute lips were densely filled.


"Hhh...! Come, Ju! Rise from the fall! There's a kindly Boss Victor lifting you from a dirty sewer smelling of a comb! Come on, don't disappoint him! Show yourself with the changes after she gets home from Vietnam!"


Jyria is determined by its purpose. Wanting to transform herself and fate into a woman far more fortunate than Amelia and Inayah.


He ate the sandwich and gulped down the non-fat white milk and rushed into the bathroom to clean up.


"Well? Where's the bathtub? Where's the water and the dipper?"


He frowns watching the empty bathroom room leaping.


"This..., khan's bathroom?" ask him to yourself.


His eyes probed carefully.


Finally he found a water tap and turned it around.


Byurr...


Syria surprised. His body was wet as water suddenly flushed him from above the ceiling.


There is a beautiful shower that he thought the lights let out a spark of warm water.


Juria laughed out loud.


"I'm the only one who's ever been rich like this. What about Ms. Amelia and Inayah first experienced a luxurious life change like this! Hahaha, just imagining it makes me happy. Hm. Ma'am, wait for me! I will surpass you into a much more graceful woman of authority. Just wait for the play date!"


Not yet Juriah has jumawa.


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