Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
Missing With Lover

"Mas Ghani?"

Queensha' lips trembled when she saw Ghani lying weakly on the patient's bed. Bandaged right hand, bandaged, part of the foot is bidai using two pieces of spalk made of wood and wrapped in gauze and then there are wounds on some limbs make Queensha powerless to hold tears that slide just like that. The chest feels tight as if the air around is unable to provide oxygen supply to the lungs.

"Honey, come here!" ghani lirih. It felt like he was scattering towards Queensha, then carrying the wacky body in his arms. She held him tight and told him not to cry. However, whatever the current power he is unable to do anything without the help of others.

Rayyan who was sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed immediately got up and walked towards Queensha. Lirih said in the ear of the future son-in-law. "Sit down and accompany Ghani. During my time here the responsibility of my son is left to you. Please take care of her and take good care of her."

Queensha's heart warms. Although Rayyan looks scary from the outside, but his heart is so good that he entrusts Ghani to him.

"Good, Dad. Thank you for entrusting Mas Ghani to me." Queensha looked down respectfully. Then he sat down next to Ghani's body, which was still lying on the hospital bed.

A pair of eyes scanned the figure in front of him from overhead to toe. Jemari gently caressed the brunette strands of her future husband's bride. Dare not rub the back of the hand that was hit by stab wounds due to Sarman's actions. Worried that his touch might aggravate Ghani's wounds.

"Mas, why is this? How can you get hurt? Is Sarman the mastermind behind all the misfortunes that have befallen you?" Queensha sobbed, moaning in pain. Various feelings of regret hit the deepest recesses of the soul. Thinking why he asked Ghani to take his revenge on Mia and Sarman. If she could see the future she would let Ghani go so that her future husband would not be harmed.

"Yes, it was Sarman who made me this way. Too preoccupied with punishing Mia, I let my guard down until Sarman seized the opportunity to attack me. He attacked me blindly" said Ghani.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to plunge you into the pit of suffering. For God's sake, I don't know if Sarman's going to go crazy like he is today. Please .. I'm sorry."

Ghani clutched the palm of Queensha's hand. Occasionally grimacing in pain, but did not dampen his intention to touch the surface of the woman's skin.

"Sst, don't talk like that. You're not wrong, honey. I was the one who was too careless to realize the danger around me. No, don't cry anymore. The doctor said I was okay. Rest for the next five to seven days, I can move again as usual."

Queensha hit the head in the chest of Ghani's field. He hid his face behind a white blue hospital dress. Inhaling in the aroma of citrus perfume sourced from the body of the future husband that feels so refreshing.

"However, I'm afraid of losing you, Mas. I don't want to be a widow a second time. I'd better come with you if something bad happens to you."

Ghani chuckled slowly. In my heart thanks Sarman for knowing how Queensha's true heart is. From this it can be concluded that his love is avenged. His love does not clap one hand.

"I can't leave you, honey. We will promise to live together until this hair turns white, my eyes are no longer able to see clearly and the heart is no longer beating, I. I love you, Queensha Azura Gunawan."

"I love you too, Muhammad Ghani Hanan."

The two netra looked at each other, equally pounding and it was real visible from each other's facial expressions. The roar of breath began to hunt due to the atmosphere of shahdu nan washed away.

"Sha, you look so beautiful."

Ghani immediately gripped Queensha's lips quickly. Can't stand the beauty in front of him anymore. Soaking the longing deeply in making the man want to feel how sweet honey on the lips of the woman.

Unable to answer anything, Queensha let Ghani do whatever he wants. She let Ghani kiss her because she could not bear the outbursts of despair while she was near her future husband.

Two adults are lip-sucking at each other. Kissing with heat, really hot. Ghani felt that something had been sleeping slowly woke up and made the pants worn feel tight. The core of the man's body acts when the woman opens her mouth letting the man plunder the entire oral cavity.

Unable to resist the urge any longer, Ghani deepens their kiss until the sound of******* is gently slid from Queensha's lips.

"Hmm," sighs Queensha restrained. Despite being overwhelmed with burning desire, his brain can still think clearly not to make strange sounds that will make others suspicious of him.

'Shit! Why did he react at such an inopportune time!' gerutu Ghani's.

Not willing to sin a second time, Ghani was forced to remove the lips from the sweetness of honey from the lips ranum the woman. He looked back at Queensha's face with a loving look.

"Wait until we're halal. After that, we continue the game. I promise to take you to the peak of pleasure just like five years ago, but this time not only prioritizing the air of lust but also solely to worship Him." Ghani kisses Queensha's forehead, as if to tell her how genuine the love she gave her. "Wait for me to heal. After that we take this relationship to a more serious level again."

Queensha smiled broadly. I agree with Ghani's words. "I'm always waiting for you, Mommy. Get well soon and stop me immediately. I can't wait to be your wife again." Then he put his head on Ghani's chest. He tightly gripped the weak body beside him. Queensha did not want to miss a second of God's time to them. He wanted to use the opportunity to carve a love story with the man he loved so much.

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