Papa, I Need A Mama
Episode 60 (Last)

Jihan's wedding day, and, Bhishma was celebrated with great fanfare. The two looked so happy, after ijab qobul for the second time. They, sitting in the pelaminan with Aqila, in the middle of the two. This did not go unnoticed by journalists. They, in droves perpetuate the sweet moments of both.

" God, I'm so happy to meet him. Now, we are both truly husband and wife! " inner Bisma.

" Meeting Mas Bhishma, and Aqila was something I never imagined. But this is a happiness I have never felt before. I hope this happiness lasts forever ! "

" Aqila, very happy, saw the two love each other. Papa, and Mama Jihan, should be happy. Adek, if you are born, big brother Aqila will take good care of you ! " inner Aqila.

Audience, a lavish wedding between the new owners of company B. A Garment Indonesia, with Owner of H.S Group Indonesia was held today. The two brides looked so happy, and the wedding took place solemnly. In addition, the presence of the first daughter Bisma Abhimanyu with Jasmine Diamond, aka his ex-wife who has died. Who is the adopted daughter of Hendrawan Samiaji family . Alias owner of company H. S group's. Thus, reports from us, at the wedding of these two phenomenal brides.

" You know not ? I'm so happy, can I have you ? "

Jihan, blushed to hear the husband's words. Makes Bisma anxious, and pinched his wife's cheek.

" Oh my God, Bhishma is romantic too ! " said Dewi .

" Just realized your son is good at romance! "

" Don't insinuate Pa, Mama didn't know that Bisma was romantic. In the past, when he was with Jasmine, he never even wanted to joke with our daughter-in-law . Now, is the same Jihan different ? "

" Obviously different dong, when with Jasmine, Bhishma only pityes the woman. There is no love, He is just doing his duty as a husband !"

Goddess, nod understanding .

" Sister, we used to greet the bride! "

" Ayeah, come on ! "

The brothers then shook hands with the two brides.

" Holy God, is he your brother Hasan ? "

" Right, Young Miss ! " hasan said with a sweet smile towards Jihan.

" Hey, what's your name, brother? "

The straight-haired girl, put on her smile.

" I, Zaskia Brother ! "

" Greetings yes ! "

" Hey, Brother Hasan, hurry up. For a long time, we also wanted to shake hands and take pictures with the bride! "

Hearing the familiar voice, Zaskia turned her head. He, closed his mouth while widening his eyes.

" Mas Ganteng ? Kyaaaaak, Mas handsome! "

Zaskia, accidentally nudging Naomi's arm, fortunately Alif, immediately approached her fiance, and, preventing her from falling. Meanwhile, Zaskia hugs tightly onto Yoga's body, leaving the invited guests shocked, with the beautiful girl's action. Meanwhile, Hasanuddin patted his head, he really could not say anything more. His sister, already smeared his good name.

" Athaghfirullah'aladzim, Kia what are you doing? Oh my God, my sister why the hell ? " inner Hasan.

" Mister, Miss forgive my sister huh? "

Jihan, and, Bisma laughed at Hasanuddin who looked grim. Bisma, pat the shoulder of Alif's personal assistant.

" Hasan, you will soon be his sister-in-law Yoga . Your sister, really loved her! "

" Don't tell me it's young master, even I'm not married ! "

" I hope that you will soon find a good soul mate of her religion, like my wife. In fact, it is more likely that Aamiin Ya Robbal'alamiin! "

" Aamiin! "

Meanwhile, Naomi blushed in embarrassment, as Alif unintentionally embraced her slender waist. Afterwards, Alif beristighfar, and apologized to him. Because, it had carelessly touched part of his body.

" It's okay Mr. Alif, it's already been this ! "

" I'm sorry, Excuse me. Assalamualaikum! "

The man, passing away, walked towards his parents, who were eating on the buffet bench. They held weddings according to Islamic law where the women and men's benches were separated. Meanwhile, the husband and wife can sit together. Jihan, advised by Alif to hold a party according to sharia. As well as Jihan's current appearance, she was wearing covered clothes, while covering her aura. The dress used by her, looks simple, with a white-colored robe and a matching hijab. Of course, already talked about before this wedding, Jihan wanted to be a good wife for Bhishma.

So, the woman decided to go headscarf. She, inspired by Maesaroh, mother-in-law, as well as her hijab-wearing foster mother. His heart, as if calling him to wear the head covering. Because, he feels inappropriate again, showing his curves when he already has a husband and also a child, yes even though the child continued. However, he will truly be an example for Aqila who is growing up.

Jihan, hold the princess. Although, it was a bit difficult, Jihan patiently patted Aqila on the back. The little girl began to close her eyes. And, not long after, he fell asleep on the mother's shoulders. Seeing such a Jihan, Bhishma felt unbearable. Finally, he sped up his second party.

" Hazan, Yoga ! "

" Ready Sir! "

" Please tell the media not to cover the wedding anymore. And, 30 minutes don't take any more guests, because we have to take a break! "

" Good Sir ! "

The wedding was completed in a short way. From 08:00 until 19:00 local time. Now, Bisma and her little family are back at their home. Meanwhile, the others also went home to each other. Including Ema, who returns home to the apartment that Bhishma bought, and Jihan.

" It's over, baby ! " the word gentle bisma.

Jihan, smiling sweetly at him, got out of the car immediately. Meanwhile, Aqila was carried by Bhishma.

" Thank you, man ! "

" For what? This is all my job, baby ! "

Jihan, put on her smile.

" I love you more! "

" It could be you, I love you more! "

When the two of them were in Aqila's room, Jihan, helped open the door, and Bhishma immediately went inside and laid the body of the baby. As soon as Bhishma broke her body, Aqila woke up, she smiled sweetly at her father. Not to forget, Bisma returned the smile of her son.

" You're awake, son? "

Aqila nodded, though,

" Aqila hasn't prayed yet ! "

Jihan, and Bhishma looked at each other.

" Mashallah ! " the two say in unison.

" Yes, now Mama help you change clothes. In order, you can be free, and, comfortable not like the Maghrib prayer time! "

" No Ma, Aqila asked Aunt Julia for help ! "

" Alright, it looks like Mama is no longer needed by Aqila ! " Jihan sulking.

" Dear, we go out first. Kan, we should also pray together ! "

" Okay, Mas ! "

Just as Jihan was about to turn around, suddenly the princess jumped out of bed and hugged her body.

" Mama, don't be angry. Aqila, what a shame Mama has ! "

Jihan, shook her head then she aligned her body with Aqila.

" No, Mama just tired the times so the inn want to anger mulu mulu ! "

" Once you have, you guys. I feel like I'm watching a real life drama ! "

" Papa diem first, Aqila wants to say something to Mama ! "

" What dear? "

" Mama, Aqila, I love Mama. All this time, Aqila was always waiting for the figure of the mother. Aqila Kira, who would become Aqila's mother was Aunt Karina, but she never loved Aqila at all. And, the mother figure that Aqila wanted, it was in Mama Jihan. From the moment we met for the first time, Aqila had already fallen for Mama. And, want you two to be a couple. Alhamdulillah, Aqila's prayers are answered. Thank you Mama, I love you! "

For some reason, Jihan cried hearing the words of the princess. She hugged Aqila's body, followed by her husband's bisma. They, hugging tightly, this is the happiness of their family.

" O Allah, thank you for giving Aqila Mama a beautiful, and, kind heart like Mama Jihan. Aqila, so happy, may Papa, and, Mama be happy, without any distractions, Aamiin ! " inner Aqila.

**Turn (Season 1)

Note**: Dear God, Thank you for following the love story of Bisma and Jihan. I'm sorry, but I'm ending Papa I Need a Mama . Will continue, in the next story slow update yes but. Love you sekebon from A-yen94 ____________________Yen94