Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 47

Melati and Farah approach Fahmi who is leaning on her car waiting for them. Fahmi smiled at Farah who was so happy that she even walked around with her little cheeks.

"Daughter of Father, how was your first day?" She asked by rubbing Farah's hair.

"Sanat senan Yah, that's Ms. Guyu najayin Fala nani. Rich gini, two of my eyes, my nose one,.." (Very happy Well, Mother Teacher taught Farah to sing. Rich gini, two of my eyes, my nose one). Show what his teacher taught him.

Fahmi chuckles amusedly at the behavior of his daughter. He quickly carried her and opened the door for Melati.

Melati who had only noticed the two of them immediately got into the car. Farah wanted to sit on her lap.

Throughout Farah's journey there was no stopping talking. Even Fahmi was made dizzy because he was confused about having to listen to his daughter's babble or the music he had turned on. Finally he decided to turn off the music and focus on listening to his daughter.

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The servants who saw Fahmi with his daughter and wife also felt the happiness that was sweeping them. If usually they will see the face of Fahmi who is so tired and tired but not with today. His smile continued to be etched along with Farah's cheerful face.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." They said as soon as they entered the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." Answer them in unison.

Fahmi sighed as he entered his room. It is not uncommon if Fahmi comes home not to find his wife at home. Sasa always went home two to three hours after her husband was home. Even lately he could go home until it was dark.

It was not Fahmi who let his wife do so, only very often he asked his wife to stop working. But Sasa always gave him a reason to be bored if he was at home.

If it was like this, he had to call one of his aides to prepare warm water and others. But the instant he remembered Melati, actually his heart hesitated a little to ask for his help. It's possible that Melati will act like Sasa's first wife.

But he also wanted to feel to be served by his wife. He was always envious to see his father who was well served by his mother.

Tok to tok. Tap Fahmi in front of Melati's room.

Chequek. The door opened and saw Melati who was beautiful with the hair that was shaved. He really likes to wash his hair so as not to feel too sultry when hijab.

Instantly Fahmi was stunned to see Melati's face. Melati who was confused by the silence of Mas Fahmi's attitude was astonished. He did not realize that he was not hijab. It has become a habit at home that rarely wears a hijab.

"Sorry, is there something you need?"

"Eh, yes it's Melati. Will you prepare warm water and clothes for me. Please I'm so tired today." The distance between Farah's school and her company is quite far. It also made him tired plus the distance to his home.

"Of course," replied clumsy Melati. Actually his heart wondered why Fahmi did not ask his first wife. But she did not dare to ask her husband questions.

Fahmi spontaneously catches Melati who almost fell. The wet bathroom made her feet wet too. Until when he came out to make the floor he stepped on also slippery.

Silence suddenly came to accompany them. Until someone's voice shocks them because it's so screeching the hearing.

"Fahmi's mother!!" He shouted, both hands clenched. His eyes also turned red withstanding anger.

Sontak Fahmi raised Melati's body slowly and distanced her body. Melati, too, looked very frightened and unpleasant.

"You how dare you go into my room and my husband's. Really women don't know they're lucky. Is it because I'm just being quiet until you go on like this. And what is this, you even dress like this!!" Hardik Sasa with strong blocking of Jasmine wrist.

Melati was surprised and noticed her appearance. He only used a rather tight long shirt and trousers. He cursed himself who had forgotten his appearance. It is not even hijab.

"Honey she's just helping me to prepare warm water." Mas Fahmi's gentle speech calmed his first wife.

"Help?!, What do you mean help?!, by looking like this, you even hugged him!!" Sasa's murmur was still engulfed in mounting anger.

"Sorry Mba, Mas Fahmi is right. I just helped her to prepare warm water." Jasmine grimaced because her hands were quite painful.

"That is not to reason. Everything Mas Fahmi needs is usually done by a maid if I am not there. You're just looking for an opportunity because I'm not home!!" Sasa's snapping is getting fiery.

"Dear be it baby. I was just helping him not to fall." Said Fahmi subtly by holding both shoulders Sasa.

"But if it keeps repeating itself, feelings of love can grow between you. And you're gonna turn your back on me, Mom!" Sasa said with reddened eyes and even condensed.

"No Honey. I'll never turn away from you, you calm down." Fahmi hugs dear Sasa. Slowly, Sasa's handcuff loosened and returned her husband's embrace.

Deg. So much pain that Melati felt at this moment. Indeed he admitted that he did not have any feelings for Fahmi. But still Fahmi is her husband, and anyone must be sick to see her husband along with other women even though the woman is his wife.

What right to prohibit. It's only number two here. And indeed he should not be among the married couple in front of him. Slowly, Melati stepped slowly away from them.

Truly at this time he wants to be in the ninth month of his content. In order to quickly get away from the lives of Fahmi and Sasa. Just on the first day his mind was so tormented seeing everything.

Melati slumped down drowning behind the door of her room. A sigh of grief sounded from his mouth. But he tried to hold it by closing his mouth. Instantly he remembered his mother, Mina.

He just realized that he also fared the same with Mother. Married out of responsibility, and the perpetrator himself already had a family. Is this all in return for all the bad behavior on Mina.

It was a feeling of regret in his heart. He could feel the pain of being in his current position. Long enough Melati sobbed, he also rose. With gontai he walked towards the bathroom. Wanting it to feel he soaked and slightly relaxed his tired body.