"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 73

Alif was fixated when entering their house, all was neatly arranged from the last he came out early in the morning, then he looked at Humairah full of questions.

"I still have the key, I came here when you left early in the morning. I wonder where you've been so early" Humairah muttered as she pulled her husband's hand into the kitchen.

Alif was astonished again.

"Darling?"

"I cooked before I got here, so we could have lunch without going out again. Isn't it your intention to shut yourself up? So we need energy for that, let's eat so you don't lackluster," Humairah joked, chuckling.

"Mk..... I can't speak anymore."

"Let's eat, your stomach has been struggling since I heard it.... Next time don't waste your wife again so that someone takes care of your life, see life alone is not easy, although you can pay the waiter but still not the same as the service of your beautiful wife," said Humairah as she pushed her husband to sit down and gave Alif a drink that had all been served on the dining table.

Alif simply complied without refuting, he even confused himself what to do at the moment. Humairah is indeed the best for him, still as it used to serve him well seemed sincere and not contrived, never changed from service in any form, never changed from service in any form, just look during the work so secretary Humairah do all the tasks quickly and well, do not argue let alone fight against his boss.

It's just that this is too perfect for Alif who even still feels like a dream today, the thing that he was afraid of all this time did not really happen, Humairah is still real beside him at this time, it is not just a fantasy that the woman returned to the role of his wife now serve him lovingly just at the beginning of the marriage, Humairah has not changed at all.

"Honey," said Alif slowly, the man wrapped around his wife's slender waist with one hand that was able to make Humairah stick to him.

"Hmmmmm, what's wrong?" humairah asked when she turned to Alif who looked teary with a sad eagle gaze that was quite raining into the heart of Humairah when looking at each other like this.

"Then I'm with you, please."

Humairah nodded while stopping from preparing rice on the plate. He changed his sitting position to look face to face, then he grabbed Alif's face without thinking long he gave a lot of lip kiss on the man.

"Yes, until death do you part" replied Humairah, caressing her jaw.

Alif smiled, he could not even say any longer because he was too happy at the moment.

"Can we eat now? Calm down, I'm not going to run Alif, eat full and then we can go to the room after that."

Alif clucked anxiously.

"Ckkkp... You're good at flirting now."

"Tempting your own husband adds immunity, let's eat!" take Humairah again after returning to focus on the plate, not denying he is also hungry at this time.

They spent a plate serving of rice that Humairah had prepared earlier, eating while chatting about light things that attracted the heart without feeling like they had finished lunch.

"You can go to the bathroom and take a shower, refresh your body baby, I'll catch up with you later after you've cleared this up."

Alif shook his head, "I'll wait for you, we take a bath together."

Humairah chuckled, he already knew it would be like this.

"Alright, wait a minute I'll sort this out first."

Alif nodded again, then he sat and quietly watched Humairah's movements in doing kitchen tasks, wiping the table and washing dishes used for lunch.

The scenery that has not been enjoyed for a very long time, he really felt the loss had gone through meaningful days for months without Humairah, obviously his mother's choice wife is really the best in any case.

Humairah finished the kitchen work well, he approached Alif who was still daydreaming.

"Dear."

Alif was shocked as Humairah sat on his lap.

"I'm sorry, I'm daydreaming."

"I'm done, look at my wet clothes let's take a shower!"

Alif smiled and kissed his wife's lips with anxiety.

"I love you Humairah."

"Yes, I believe."

"Wedding together?" tawar Alif as he carried Humairah towards the room.

Humairah.

Alif answered through a long kiss that led them to a sense of complacency to enter the room.

Alif was stunned as he entered their room, all of which looked nothing like this morning.

"Well, this is a surprise... I just told you to move the piano here not the roses either, it must be papa. You know alif papa's excited about working on you, papa's most excited about seeing us back together."

"It's like a newlyweds room" humairah was amazed to see the beauty of their room dressed up as a newlyweds room.

Alif became understood now when he saw the changing atmosphere of their room, rose petals everywhere, there was a piano in the corner of the room leading to the balcony. Happiness did not come to Humairah alone, everything the woman did really made Alif lost for words.

Alif put on a smile and then kissed Humairah's lips at a glance and replied quietly.

"Yes, as a thank you I will give you many grandchildren after this."

Humairah smiled hearing that.

"Well, do you still intend to take a bath together or go straight to bed?" Temptation of Humairah again.

"Oh baby, I think we can start from the bathroom," cried Alif who had walked to their bathroom.

Dripped of running water from the shower, Humairah and Alif have not taken off their lip links even since the shower drama began. Undressing each other until the interior is left alone, Alif really wants to be crazy when Humairah really serves him perfectly, an old sight that he did not meet for months.

Humairah's hair is getting longer, the body is increasingly filled and crazy to make Alif like being drunk with romance at this time, it feels like a newlywed.

Not wanting to linger again, the two finished the bath so that their bodies became fresh when in bed later, Alif again carried the woman out of the bathroom which was only wrapped in a towel.

Until Alif's bed does not give the opportunity for Humairah goods for a moment, he releases all longing and desire that has been buried all this time, even Humairah he did not avoid it at all.

This woman received all treatment Alif even though the day was still daytime, did not discourage this couple who intended to make love as much as possible after a long separation of beds.

But as they groaned every inch of his wife's body, the links of their lips were removed by the impulse of Humairah as his hands began to point to the important areas of a woman.

"Darling?" look at Alif full of questions.

"Mas Alif, I feel like something's coming out."

"What do you mean?"

"Ah.... I think I'm out of menstrual blood right now, yes it should be on today's date."

"Humairah don't joke, I can't stand it," said Alif upset himself to hear the statement of Humairah which would certainly harm him in a position like this.

Humairah chuckled at the upset look of her husband, she reversed the current position that she was under now Humairah looked down on her husband Alif with a seductive gesture.

"But a lie" Humairah said, giggling.

"You're too excited, baby, I'm just kidding Alif. I am yours this afternoon, will serve my husband to the fullest, we are separated long enough, I understand your desire does not deny me the same. I miss you too mas Alif, miss our intimacy like this."

"Today's date is the height of my fertility.... Let's give papa a grandchild" said Humairah who ended the kisses on the whole face of her husband.

"Oh, you're good at teasing me Humairah.... I can't stand it, don't say anything else, I'm yours you're free to do anything."

"Women on top, think of it as part of an emancipation attitude," Humairah replied as she whispered affectionately, she began to make Alif kneel spoiled on a bed full of rose petals full of love.

Knitting the love they longed for, the sound of wet moans from the two colored the room which was only illuminated by the afternoon sun that entered through the curtain slit.

Alif and Humairah are fused in the intoxicating passion of love, the gaze that makes the blood rustle, the touch of the lips that make the desire to make love come again and again. Cash has been the intention of those who really want to make love as much as noon until this afternoon.

Tiredness leads them in a nap that hugs each other, Alif curled up spoiled in the chest of his wife with a feeling that was blissfully matchless with a body wrapped in thick blankets covering their innocent bodies. Falling asleep because they lose a lot of energy because they are too excited to break the fast.

Alif and Humairah are back together in a marriage bond from the almighty, intent on improving each other, making the past a reference to be more mutually appreciative and happy for the future, Alif promised himself not to waste his wife.

As well as Humairah, this woman really sincerely accepts all the destiny that came to her in the past, her happy key is in her husband, she justifies the words of father Imran that not all men can love her like Alif, she said, he was proud of that.

All has passed, no man is perfect, like her husband who does not escape error. Hope is always there in every prayer, Humairah feels it now, she loves her husband, the dark past does not have to always be replaced by her male actor so that the future is better.

Enough boils down to sincerity, everything will feel light. The bitter honey that Alif had given now he changed into a medicine he should not throw, penangar and determining his attitude in the future.

There are always stories in every marriage, and Humairah feels he has made it through that time well.