"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 3

"Sir Alif?"

The man clucked, he never thought that his mother's chosen future wife was an apprentice girl in his office, whom they had been involved in a silly misunderstanding of the male toilet drama a while back.

Humairah smiled awkwardly, he immediately lowered his head in his own embarrassment at the head of the office where his current apprentice was.

"Alright, you can continue the chat in the house come on, son Aisyah this has been waiting for you a long time dear"

Rika's mama's words pulling her son's arm made Humairah's face flushed, either out of embarrassment or something.

"Come Humairah, invite son Alif in is not good to invite guests to talk on the page like this, let alone son Alif this is your future husband"

When Aini's mother returned, Humairah could only nod. What a shame this girl is for now.

"Let's Mr. Alif, please come in"

Humairah's stale base on Alif who was still staring at him unblinkingly.

"Call him mas Alif, get used from now on so that after marriage you will not call each other formally and rigidly like this"

Rika's mother smiled and pinched her son's waist made Alif come smiling glancing at her mother who teased her since.

Humairah blushed, I don't know what happened really his chest rumbled his stomach feels heartburn mixed that he feels now, the man smiled looking at the face of Humairah who looked shy at him.

"Well"

The words of the witnesses made the heart of Humairah who heard it from inside the room tremble, her hands wet with cold sweat while her face seemed stiffened from the beginning of the wedding procession which still felt like a dream.

"Cie cie cie cie. who is already a legitimate mistress boss, congratulations dear Mairah, SAMAWA to grandparents"

The words of her best friend Lola broke her dream of marriage which in a short time only a matter of two weeks since the meeting could be carried out on the enthusiasm of her parents and Alif's parents.

There is a great guilt in Humairah's chest, he has not yet met and explained everything to Rasya's lover because the man is outside the city affairs organization he led on campus, he said, of course, Humairah is also busy with internship and wedding preparation.

He smiled awkwardly at Lola's temptation.

Lola strengthened her throughout the procession of ijab qabul, how not Humairah can not be a woman who married in general because she is an adopted child until her marriage guardian turns to the guardian of the judge, however, it was quite sad because every woman would imagine if her biological father shook the hand of the man who would marry her in front of the ruler, but Humairah did not.

A simple wedding that is only attended by relatives and friends of the two brides. This is the request of Alif who does not want to herd their marriage, for whatever reason even though Mama Rika forced luxury but Humairah understands and understands it.

"What passion are you tensing?"

Humairah nodded, he rubbed the corner of his watery eyes.

"Why crying? Your makeup will be ugly"

"Lola, I don't know if I feel inappropriate. You see Alif, he's handsome and rich. While I was just a worthless foster child from a simple family," Humairah finally shed a tear as hard as he could bear since then.

He accidentally heard the relatives of Alif who mocked him who was only an adopted child and did not know where his biological parents were, until they understood that Alif did not want everyone to know about this marriage, one of Alif's younger sisters is heard saying that her brother only respects Rika's mother to not refuse this matchmaking.

"All women are precious Mairah, if there are no women then who will give birth to great men like Mr Alif? do not be ashamed of your circumstances, now who does not envy you who can marry Mr. Alif? I know you're sad about ijab qabul that your father didn't, I get it but you don't have to be discouraged there are many women like you, I will too when I get married later because my father is gone"

Lola understood the meaning of her best friend's cry.

"Humaha"

Humairah and Lola turned to Aini's mother who entered the room to pick up her already very beautiful daughter wearing an exclusive white kebaya design from a famous designer giving Mama Rika.

"Darling, are you crying?" ask Aini's mother to approach her daughter.

"Humairah was crying happily auntie," Lola said quickly so that Aini's mother did not suspect.

"Yes ma'am, I'm crying because I'm happy and sad to part with mom and dad later," Humairah hugged her mother with Haru as if to pour out her immense gratitude for having raised her in a mother's worthy affection.

"Geez baby, we won't be far away we're still in the same town Humairah, let's stop crying, your makeup will wear off"

Aini's mother chuckled at the whimper of her beloved daughter.

"You're a wife now, let's fix your makeup, your husband's waiting outside. Come on, Lola, you help her tidy it up!" aini's mother orders Lola.

"Ehem who has a husband wants to meet his husband"

Lola teases Humairah again and again until her best friend comes out of the room to meet the groom, which is when Lola rubs her falling tears at Humairah's back away.

"I'm happy you married Mairah, then when am I?" whinek Lola was upset by herself.

Outside the room, the guests of the close relatives of the two brides were quite amazed as they stared directly at the woman that Aini's mother led to Alif standing at this time.

Humairah nervous as his eyes met the sharp eyes of the husband, his chest tight his stomach felt heartburn.

"Son Alif, I'm sending Humairah to you"

The words of Aini's mother spread her second daydream, Alif smiled welcoming the hands of Humairah given by her mother-in-law.

"You see Aini, I think Alif can't wait to get your daughter out of here, see they're so cute and handsome, I'm happy Aini is so happy"

Mama Rika hugged and kissed her first daughter-in-law's forehead.

"I am happy Rika, my best prayer for you two, son," said Aini's mother to Humairah and Alif who were still at home silent in their respective feelings.

Humairah smiled shyly as Alif unceremoniously kissed her forehead.

"Hallo miss wife," whispered the man in the ear of Humairah who was stiffened by the touch of Alif's lips which still felt on his forehead.

"Mas Alif"

Humairah saw Alif's phone vibrate, he did not dare to approach and see who was contacting the man who had only been her husband for a few hours.

Humairah chose to wait for Alif to come out of the bathroom alone.

The beautiful girl who has now been transformed as a wife, Humairah stared at the heavy rain from the window of their hotel room staying now, her mind was far away to laugh at the marriage that was like a dream for her.

Her hair was draped to a shoulder, she was wearing Lola's sleeping cape, looking sexy and seductive. Surely he was very embarrassed to wear the thin clothes, he thought that Alif might not like it.

But unfortunately the contents of his bag full of open clothes, only a few long dress Muslim women to travel, it is not possible he will sleep using these clothes.

He knew this was the work of his mother and mother-in-law who was very enthusiastic about the first night they would pass especially Lola his best friend who had just called, who was just on the phone, Humairah does not want to disappoint his mother and of course Lola his thickest friend so far.

After the agreement, Alif immediately invited Humairah to the hotel that his mother had prepared.

Drrrrttt drrrttt.

Shaking Alif's phone again made Humairah look up at the nightstand, this woman approached but her steps stopped when the bathroom door opened showing a man who only wore a towel wrapped around his waist.

Humairah's eyes were stained, she saw clearly the shape of her husband's body like torn bread on Alif's stomach, bare-chested with wet hair Alif walked over.

"Hey"

Alif shook his hands before the face of Humairah, to the surprise of the woman who had daydreamed for a moment because she was fascinated.

"sorry"

Humairah scowled and bit her lower lip and lowered her head in shame. He did not dare to raise his face now.

Unbeknownst to him, Alif stared at him for a long time from head to toe, the man approached without feeling stale he wrapped his hands around the slender waist of Humairah.

Humairah was surprised, he looked at Alif who was already no distance from him at the moment.

"You're teasing me on purpose?" whispered Alif.

Humairah was closed to feel the breath of Alif who hit his beautiful face, Humairah knew very well the toothpaste that Alif used until his breath was this fresh, he felt Alif caressing his cheek now, feeling cold.

"I'm sorry, Alif, your phone vibrated like someone called better accept first where it knows important"

"What's more important than tonight?" seductive Alif again, for some reason he likes to prank Humairah like this, his beautiful wife with red cheeks restrained embarrassment.

Humairah's chest felt deprived of oxygen by Alif's sweet attitude to him, he retreated a few steps but Alif did not release his waist in a detail, until they crashed into the wall that hit Humairah.

Looking at each other for a long time, Alif likes the clear eyes of his wife. He brought his lips closer to the lips of Humairah's ranum, for a moment they dissolved in a first kiss of lips for Humairah.

Her blood rippled, inexplicably impelled by what hand Humairah had coiled at the nape of her current husband.

The woman enjoyed playing the lip of Alif who seemed to have shaken in the kiss scene with her eyes closed.

The man did not take off the Goods for a moment with breath hunting each other he began to play his hands up and down.

But the man looked annoyed as the shakes of his phone came back.

"Anything, how to know is important," Humairah said slowly.

Alif looked at him and smiled as he rubbed his saliva on the corner of his wife's lips.

"Alright, this is what you're asking for"

Alif released his hand from Humairah's waist after giving one lip kiss a glance, but was able to make Humairah again blush.

Alif is approaching his phone.

Staring at his wife for a while, Humairah nodded, the man received a call and moved away as he began to speak.

Alif talked long enough on the phone, until Humairah was bored he played his mobile game, but it had been almost two hours not also he met the man back.

Humairah smiled bitterly, his eyes sleepy he decided to sleep alone, because he saw no sign of Alif going back to their room.

Humairah pulled the blanket up to her waist, her tears dripping as she muttered alone, "First night grey."

Just a few minutes Humairah was closed not yet asleep in nature sleep, he felt a touch on his shoulders, soft, a kiss.

Humairah smiled, he knew now that his Alif mas had returned, this woman turned to the man who had dropped his face on the niche of Humairah's neck.

"Have you waited long?"

"Oh mas Alif, are you back?" replied Humairah turning her body aided by her husband.

Not the words that answer, but the lips of Aliflah are anchored. Humairah was surprised but he did not avoid, again dissolved in the warm atmosphere of the newlyweds bed, Alif began to wildly touch his wife's body.

Cash is their duty to be real husband and wife, and, although the cries of Humairah adorned the release of her upbringing the night was so cold out there yet so hot felt in their beds in the beautiful frame of an arranged marriage.

Let the creaking of the bed and *******sickness mixed with pleasure which bears witness that the first night of the bride and groom was properly done and all passed even without love.

Humairah continued to smile when he woke up at dawn, where the athletic body man was still asleep with a prone position featuring his wide back because the man slept without wearing clothes that were only covered in a thick white blanket to the waist.

Walking while enduring pain at the base of his thighs, he went into the bathroom to perform a mandatory bath before entering the morning prayer time.

But her steps stopped when the shakes of a cell phone sounded by her, she thought it was her husband's phone but she was wrong it turned out that the vibrating was Humairah's own phone.

He went back to the nightstand and took his still-vibrating phone, his heart beating rapidly as he saw Rasya's name appearing on the screen.

Humairah walked quickly to the bathroom so that Alif would not be disturbed.

"Hallo assalamualaikum Rasya"

"Waalaikumsalam Mairah.. I'm sorry to disturb your dawn, I just can't wait to find out something that happened to you immediately, on our relationship that I also felt like a dream when I heard it from Aji"

Mairah gulped his saliva rough, he was confused if talking on the phone like now especially he occasionally peeked at her husband who seemed to sleep soundly in bed.

"I'm sorry Rasya, I intend to explain it to you directly, not on the phone like this.... I'm going to the campus later in the afternoon, what if we meet in the campus park?"

"I was waiting for you Mairah, I hope Aji lied to me," Rasya replied sharply across the phone.

"I'm sorry I can't talk to you for long Rasya, I closed ya!"

"Ck... are you afraid of being discovered by your husband?"

"I'm sorry Rasya, things are different now" Humairah said in a soft voice.

"I love you Humairah, I hope you don't forget that"

Rasya hung up his phone without waiting for a response from Humairah.

Humairah felt his chest pain when he heard the word love from the man who became his close friend for the past 1 year.

Rubbing his watery eyes, he let out a long sigh and then intended to go out to put his phone back but unexpectedly he was surprised to find Alif in front of him.

"Mas Alif"

"Why is your face tense?"