"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 32

Humairah swung his hand which was still in the grasp of a beloved husband Alif Zayyan Pratama.

They were just about to knock on the door of papa Imran's house, Humairah smilingly turned to her husband who began to sweat coldly on the hand holding Humairah's hand. The woman looked around, quiet and reassuring.

"Are you nervous?"

Alif nodded, "It felt like he was going to meet the future-in-law for the first time, even though we had been quite close all along. I don't know I'm so nervous baby, maybe because there are a lot of important conversations that I will face later" replied Alif while adjusting his breath.

Humairah smiled again, "Yes probably also because you will face your real in-laws."

Alif nodded then kissed the back of his wife's hand to be calmer.

"Will papa be mad at me?"

"Depending on how you answer the question later, papa could be angry because you were bad enough for me at the beginning of the marriage."

"Darling.." whine Alif stared hard at Humairah.

"I'm just kidding, aren't you guys close for a long time so of course this meeting will be easy" Humairah said.

"Hmmmm yeah, I don't know I'm feeling so nervous right now. You feelin?" alif said as he put his wife's hand to his chest.

Humairah chuckled, her husband's chest pounding so hard that he could feel it with his hands.

"Please enter Miss Humairah, the great master is waiting in his room," the voice of the servant broke the husband and wife's focus.

"Oh yeah, thanks so can we come in?"

"Please Miss Aisyah" said the maid again, bowing respectfully and inviting Humairah and her husband to enter.

"Call me Humairah, let you not be confused because there are two Ayesha in this house from now on."

"Sorry miss, the great lord ordered us to call Miss Ayesha, he said there was only one Ayesha in this family as it should be," replied the servant.

Alif heard this could feel a different aura when he entered this house, he also became aware that his second wife would not be okay after everything that happened.

"Okay, you can work again. Thank you for opening the door" exclaimed Humairah who did not want to extend the chat.

Humairah took her husband to walk to the usual room papa Imran finish his office work if at home.

"Assalamualaikum papa."

"Oh baby you've come, waalaikumsalam to come in!" lord Imran orders while welcoming Humairah who immediately embraced him.

Alif was stunned, this scene was quite different in his eyes, if he had been used to seeing papa Imran and Aisyah interacting yet not as warm as this scene, he never saw Papa Imran embrace his second wife as long as they knew each other.

The man spread his eyes around, he often visited here but never entered the private workspace of papa Imran. Seen on the wall neatly lined some figura photo Aisyahnya still small, yes it is some family pictures loading face Humairah small featuring a wide smile and typical dimples.

Alif also remembered when he found Humairah in the forest at that time. Alif smiled to see there were many photos of his little girl on the wall, there was not a single photo that contained his second wife Aisyah whose name is small Mayang Sari there.

"Son Alif," said father Imran to his son-in-law.

"Father," Alif immediately greeted his father-in-law, accustomed to never getting the hug of the in-laws but this time I don't know what dream he had last night, Imran also hugged him.

Alif's eyes suddenly condensed, he had not felt a father's embrace for a long time, because his father had died when he was in college.

"Sit down!"

Alif nodded, he poured his body to sit on the chair opposite the desk of papa Imran.

"Darling, you can reminisce with your room again.... I guess it's just the boys' chat, have the waiter make us a drink for both."

Papa Imran said to Humairah.

"All right..... Looks like papa kicked me out in a subtle way" Humairah joked.

"Relax, papa will not eat you mas Alif," Humairah chuckled in a whisper and kissed her husband's cheek before leaving.

Papa Imran who had been sitting across from Alif was currently seeing the intimacy of his daughter and daughter-in-law earlier.

"Do you love her?"

Alif was stunned to get a question from papa Imran who was without a stale base.

"Very much love him," Alif replied quickly without hesitation.

"Then your second wife?"

Alif.

"Son Alif, you must have known everything that's been going on right now."

Alif nodded.

"Yes, my wife told me everything."

"You know what you want to tell you?"

Alif shakes.

"Even though you want to be very angry with you for daring to ask for my daughter, but you realize also do not deny that because you also brought my real daughter back."

Alif was silent and did not dare to answer.

"Because you brought Humairah to meet me for the first time at your reception, so that she could know the whereabouts of the current papa when Humairah remembered everything back then. We were separated for more than fifteen years, and it was very hard for us to go through all this time. You don't even know it at all, do you?"

"Aisyah never told me about papa who had a missing biological daughter" replied Alif slowly.

"That's what it means, but know papa can't just forgive. Papa pinned and changed her identity to Aisyah so that she could become my daughter and remind us of my lost Aisyah. Lost because. No one thought that such a small child could play sneaky until covered more than a dozen years. What say?"

Alif was silent again.

"Papa will not interfere with the relationship you have made, but know Alif.... Since meeting Humairah, papa felt papa couldn't see my biological daughter continue to be in a marriage that was definitely a lot of pain in it."

Alif frowned.

"Papa won't tell you to choose one of them, but if you can't be a good husband, can you give me back to you in a good way? She is my Ayesha, she is our Aisha Humairah who has returned, my daughter does not deserve to be hurt by anyone that once you are her own husband," insisted Imran staring at Netra Alif without hesitation there.

Alif shrieked for a moment.

"Papa, don't say this.... I know I'm the most guilty fool, but know I won't let go of Humairah until anytime, I love her very much. I can't live without my wife's Humairah, I beg you not to say this."

"What about your second wife? Didn't you prefer it all this time? Don't think papa doesn't know what you've done to Humairah nak Alif, papa knows everything. Surely you would never have thought she was really in your life if it wasn't for Humairah being your mama's choice you might have thrown out long ago."

Alif.

"Relax.... Papa just wants you to determine the fate of this unhealthy marriage, you tarnish the name polygamy in the real sense. If you can, give me back my passion in a good way not by hurting her again."

"I'm not going to hurt her, I promise.... Give me some time, I'm also thinking about what I'm going to behave like after all this, I'm not okay to know that Aisha can do this bad in a very long time, too," alif replied.

"While papa is disappointed and angry but Aisyah I've been caring for her own child all this time, papa just hopes you can solve this problem as well as possible, he said, if you can be fair then papa will consider Humairah remain to you."

"One thing you are grateful for, Humairah remembers everything when papa's age was still there, she was my precious biological daughter, Humairah the only princess we ever had. Memories of Rania's mama are attached to her, my wife's face is imprinted on Humairah's face they are very similar. Papa will be hurt if you hurt him again" said Imran, opening his glasses to wipe the watery corners of his eyes.

Alif held back all his might so that he did not cry in front of his current in-laws, if he could very much want to say the same thing, Humairah was also very valuable to him, as well, he regretted what he had done at the beginning of the marriage.

Humairah is his lost Aisha, the first love that makes him a man full of obsession on every woman of the same name with the little girl he does not meet again after that day.

Who would have thought, the girl his mother chose to be his wife was the one, the one who had made him blind to obsession alone, the woman he did not ignore for a long time. No one can measure how much regret Alif will have about this.