Mr. Leon's Second Wife
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The night is getting late.....

The wall clock showed at two in the morning.

" sadaqallahul azim"....

The voice was flowing melodiously and softly from the lips of a beautiful woman there. On the expanse of prayer mats held on the cold floor of the hospital's vvip room, the twenty-four-year-old beautiful woman had just finished with her tahajud worship.

The woman looked down, with occasional tears still dripping, she moved her fingers with her kamit mouth, reciting the dhikr glorifying the name of the Creator in the third of the sacred night. When some of God's creatures called humans are busy diving into the dream world, the woman is still gathered before the Owner of the Earth, he said, asking for help and healing for the man who is now lying unconscious on the patient's bed in the same room with him.

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A few minutes later, Aleta finished her service. Immediately he folded his face and his alphabet. Put it in a drawer on a table over there the table over there and then get up.

The beautiful woman who for three days seemed to lose sleep ideally walked closer to a bed in the hospital vvip room.

Only enough bed for one person other than the patient bed. The bed that was used to sleep the patient's waiter is now seen occupied by the little Ahsa on it. While the older brother, Alka, prefers to sleep on one of the long sofas there.

Both sons of Leon's daughter don't want to go home. They are determined to wait for the man tonight with Aleta. Make Aleta also want not only to be able to surrender. He knew Leon's son must be lonely in their own home.

Aleta covered the bodies of the two boys using the blanket that Bayu had brought. The long-haired woman in black around the eyes due to lack of sleep was then sitting on a single there. Staring at the two sleeping boys in turn. A gentle snoring occasionally sounded from the mouths of the two.

Aleta smiled, though,

Aleta got up again, she walked over to her ex-husband. At the seat of his slender body that began to look thinner it was on a chair beside the bed. His hand moved touching the hairy hand that looked a little thinner and rubbed it gently. Netra himself looked at the handsome face that he had just shaved his thick sideburns this afternoon.

"when's wake? you feel at home to sleep constantly.... do not miss your child?" aleta asked softly with a smile that looked sore.

"look at them, they don't want to go home to wait for you." said the woman with a speck of clear liquid dripping over the back of Leon's hand.

"wake up...why so weak gini anyway?! banguuunnn...hiks.." said Aleta now began as much as he pleased. He dropped his head on the back of his hand. He cried silently with flood tears and chest up and down. He who usually always tried to toughen up in front of the son of Leon's daughter in fact is now crying bitterly. He also felt the same way with Ahsa and Alka. He was also afraid of losing the man. He was afraid something bad might happen to him. Given that it has been four days Leon was lying in bed, until now there is no sign that he will wake up and recover as usual.

Aleta was still clinging with her head stuck to the back of Leon's hand. Without him knowing, the door of the vvip room was apparently not closed tightly. A pair of eyes glared at the young widow. There is a heart that feels shredded. There was a figure who felt so guilty when he heard the cry I sayu heart-wrenching.

Painful, unbearable, feeling guilty. His chest tightened with pain that could not be explained by words....

Excuse me....

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