"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 10

Humairah wriggled, he yawned a little before collecting his life and then moved from the bed by the sound of Adhan echoing from his cellphone.

This woman immediately went into the bathroom to clean herself before ablution in order to carry out her dawn duties as a devout Muslimah, although she was not yet perfect to be a hijrah person in His way, but Humairah is grateful to be able to run this because of a good parent upbringing since he became the adopted child of Aini's mother and Ihsan's father.

After hanging back his face, because the time is still quite long before he went to the office back on his internship, he said, he slowly opened the laptop to take the time to check again the type last night for the material chapter of the script that will be recommended again the next day.

Hearing the chant of Surah Ar-Rahman from his cellphone that he deliberately turned so that the atmosphere of silence in this body is not too pronounced for him who is lonely while sipping a cup of warm tea that he just made.

As the meaning of each chant of the holy verse reminds Humairah to always be grateful in his life even though bitter reality often approached him lately.

Reminds him also that being given the opportunity to wake up and breathe on the body every morning is a matchless favor, he only prayed that being able to live the day with a big heart would return to the gratitude that made him upright and not waver like this, not easy to be himself, he said, it is not easy to deal with complicated problems as Humairah runs at this time.

"Huh why time passes so quickly," said Humairah who saw a bright light from behind the window of her room signifying it was morning, that meant she had to get ready for an internship in her husband's own office.

Closing the laptop, storing all his script needs into a drawer that he uses specifically for his college interests.

Humairah prepared his breakfast by himself, as a feeling of laziness approached until he only prepared a sandwich for breakfast this morning before ordering a taxi online.

He chewed, then fell silent as he stared at an empty chair across from the one he was sitting on at the moment, his heart trembled as he recalled their conversation some time ago where Alif did not dodge the lipstick he found in the man's suit, from there everything is open to the decision to share love with other women.

Humairah smiled, then he wiped the corner of his eyes that began to water, he chewed again the bread until it ran out and it was enough to make it better.

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At an airport, get out the door of the arrival of a couple who just returned from their honeymoon vacation after getting married ten days ago.

Alif did not take off his second wife's hand, Aisyah. They seem to smile at each other, although tired of being on a plane long enough but does not reduce the happiness of those who have finished tasting the sweetness of combining love in Valentino Rossi's home country.

On the other hand in a room the accountants gathered as colleagues, assisted by several apprentice children from the purple campus. There also Humairah was doing his job, the day has shown at 12 pm where all workers smile broadly stretching their waist muscles because they sit long from morning, now it was time for them to replenish their energy with lunch.

Some brought their own supplies, but many more walked to the canteen. Humairah was shocked when Lola approached him.

"But let's have lunch. I'm so hungry" Lola whined at her friend.

Humairah thought for a moment before replying, "I'm not hungry, I don't seem to be feeling well."

"Do you have a fever?" lola asked while fumbling at Humairah's forehead, then she shook her head.

"Hmmm not hot, don't lie I know you're not hungry because you're full of heart, right?" kilah Lola looked at him in annoyance.

Humairah smiled as well, "You're like a fortune teller, let me have a drink and you eat" Humairah said, standing up from her seat, she is lazy if Lola discusses it and it is again that the more she finds it difficult to be comfortable if her mind is fixed on her husband Alif.

Humairah propped up his chin with one hand, he had since only been an observer of two lovebirds who again argued by an insignificant matter, Lola and Aji's lunch was always peppered with a lot of drama from both.

They were at the table at the corner of the cafeteria, occasionally Humairah chuckled amusedly with the behavior of his two thick friends who were lovers but like tom & jerry if they had met.

People are grateful to have them. Lola and Aji are enough to give her positive energy, both are good at joking and entertaining, so she will not feel lonely in her solitude.

Humairah re-enforced her seat perfectly when she felt her phone vibrate on the table next to her glass of iced tea.

Lola looked at that and asked, "Who?"

"My parents, I take it first" replied Humairah reaching for her phone.

Lola and Aji nodded, they stopped the quarrel because they did not want to disturb the hearing of Humairah who was receiving the phone.

"Assalamualaikum ma," said Humairah after the call was connected.

"........."

The look on Humairah's face changed as the call went on. Humairah shook his head slowly and answered his mother-in-law politely.

"No ma, mas Alif has not told me if they will go home today, thank God if they are safe to return to the homeland."

Humairah smiled bitterly upon hearing from her in-laws that Alif and Aisha had returned home this afternoon, the man who made her as the first wife has not told her at all even though only through WA messages.

"......."

"Not a big thing ma, I'll understand maybe they're tired from the long journey so they can't tell me their return this afternoon," humairah replied again to her in-laws across the phone.

".........."

Humairah took a deep breath when she heard her parents-in-law say that Alif and her mistress Aisyah uploaded some photos of them getting ready at the airport and being on the plane before returning home on their social media.

"I'm fine ma, calm down....."

They end the conversation on the phone, Humairah does not talk much afterwards, she leaves the toilet with Aji and Lola.

Humairah washed his face, he looked at the toilet mirror that had become a funny memory when he first met Alif, Humairah seemed to breathe a long breath.

Really crying it feels like the heart of Humairah at this time even just a news Alif did not contact him, but as if the tired eyes understood until no liquid came out of it, Humairah cried without tears.