"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 8

I should have reflected myself ...

Before the curtain of my heart opened ...

To love you ...

Again the song's lyrics re-changed for the last time before one of them went around carrying a cardboard box where the money earned from the gift of the connoisseurs of the song and their performances.

Humairah immediately wiped his remaining tears, with some money left over from buying his snacks he put them all into the cardboard that had arrived at his seat at this time, he said, until one of the buskers seemed very grateful to Humairah.

He published a faint smile after realizing that all the small snacks he had bought had been finished he had eaten himself only remaining ice thai tea boba original taste that only half he drank, he had eaten, Humairah sipped the drink again before deciding to return to the hotel he stayed at after holding back the small sling bag where he put his money and cell phone.

Walking alone, Humairah seemed to embrace himself by the cold night air began to feel pierced to the bone because time had shown at 11 pm.

Humairah smiled bitterly when she saw there were many guests who had just come out of the hotel which she believed they were wedding guests of her husband and Aisyah.

Stepping without any care, Humairah was finally able to lay down her tired body on the soft bed of one of the five-star hotel's Vip rooms.

For a long time he stared at the ceiling of the room which was only illuminated by a dim light with a supine position, his mind glazed far from the fate of his marriage in the future.

"Hopefully Mas Alif can keep his promise to be fair to both of us" Humairah murmured again.

Until unwittingly Humairah sleeps by itself to sail on the island full of dreams. May Humairah have a good dream tonight.

The next day, Humairah was getting ready to go home. The internship task has been waiting for him to be completed before the seminar in front of his lecturers on campus tomorrow.

Because of crying too much until this morning Humairah got the flu, his head felt heavy, watery eyes and a reddened nose, really not a condition that everyone wants.

A small suitcase in which she was ready to pull her clothes out of the hotel, she did not want to disturb the newlyweds until she did not tell her husband if he was going home this morning.

"Humaha"

The voice of the man she knew very well, the heavy and masculine voice belonged to her husband, Humairah was surprised to find Alif coming to her room at this time, but not alone.

"Mas Alif, oh miss Ayesha"

"Don't call me miss, I'm not your master. Since I'm older than you, you should call me big brother, " replied Aisyah looking at Humairah meaningfully, her hand did not take off Alif's arm which she held tightly.

"All right, sister Ayesha."

Humairah replied slowly, then she turned to her husband again.

"You want to go home this early?" alif asked after seeing the suitcase that was ready in the hands of his first wife.

Humairah nodded slowly, "Yes, I have many tasks, tomorrow will be a seminar on campus."

"Well, are you having the flu?"

"Oh yeah, maybe because the air conditioner is too cold. I was suddenly jolly and flu this morning."

"Only the common cold can you take your medicine and just rest, we're here to say goodbye to you we'll go straight to Italy on a flight this afternoon," tukas Aisyah looked at Humairah with an upright face without a stale base.

"I mean we're going on a honeymoon" Alif said.

Humairah gaped little and nodded her head, "Is that right, oh I understand... I pray you guys travel well."

Humairah replied awkwardly, he could not speak at this time when he heard the word country from the world rider motogp class who holds the doctor's title, Italy. How small the heart of Humairah when he heard it, let alone for a honeymoon in Italy in the country alone there is no stale base from Alif, Alif, his marriage alone was not celebrated until the public did not know that he was the first wife of Alif Zayyan Pratama.

"Italy, yes of course a country that is a lot of newlyweds destination for honeymoon destination, I'm happy to hear about it. Isn't the Italian GP next week?"

Yes, Alif is one of the followers of circuit sports that trigger adrenaline just by watching from television alone, then what if you watch the fierce duels that often occur between Vale Yellow who incidentally idol Alif with baby alien Marc Marquez at close range join other fans from all over the country of course I have money to get in there.

Alif smiled nodding, "Yes, watch motoGp one of our honeymoon agenda."

Answer Aisha again. Humairah mangosteen just heard the honey more dominating their chatter.

"Yes, for you I can only congratulate you on this marriage. May the journey be safe and safe until the destination well, I pray for you," said Humairah sincerely.

"Thank you Humairah, let me drop you down, "Alif feels awkward himself.

"Alright, let's get Humairah to take a taxi" Aisyah resumed.

Humairah nodded his head, he became lazy for too long meeting the two people that he wanted to avoid at this moment.

They walked three, Aisyah did not take off her husband for a moment, she continued to hold Alif's arm with a possessive attitude. Humairah was walking trying not to care but his heart trembled as Alif's other hand reached for his fingers to grasp.

Alif smiled as Humairah looked at him. Really want to fall tears that Humairah held since earlier, until Humairah waved at the newlyweds before raising the glass door of the taxi he was riding.

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After last meeting at the hotel, Humairah no longer got news from her husband even had four days of departure Alif and Aisyah honeymoon.

Just looking at some of the posts of the beautiful honeymoon moments that Humairah saw from the social media Aisyah the honey who works as the doctor, he said, they did follow each other on the instagram page until Humairah could see all the moments captured by Aisyah's camera with her husband.

Back tired in his reflection, Humairah chose not to care about what Alif and his honey are doing at this time. He busied himself with the affairs of his lectures and apprenticeship which was quite time and energy, especially he began thesis guidance and will start research next month.

In office.

Lola hugged Humairah while crying crybaby.

"Lola? Hey why are you crying? What's the matter are you fighting with Aji?" ask Humairah wonder.

Lola shook her head, "I don't know what you feel like Humairah, don't cover anything from me, you can tell me. Aren't we best friends?"

Humairah sounded out breathing.

"Lola what do you mean?"

Lola let go of her embrace, looking at Humairah with reddened eyes in tears.

"Don't lie, everyone knew a few days ago Mr. Alif married another woman, I was sad to think you were so bad not to invite me to your reception party, it turns out I was wrong, that woman is not my best friend"

Humairah nodded lethargicly, then he sat back in his chair.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Lola, I don't think this is something that should be announced to everyone"

Lola looked at Humairah in surprise after pulling up another chair until she and her best friend sat facing each other.

"Why is this happening Humairah?"

"This is what my destiny, Lola, seems to be, I'm trying to accept and make peace with my marriage destiny, don't ask me anything I'm really hard to say."

Lola cried again, the girl hugged her best friend again with a sob.

"Humairah," said Lola, unable to hide her sobbing voice to the chest.

"Stop crying, we'll have to be rebuked. Please help me find a good piano lessons, I want to take piano lessons to fill my free time while finishing my research"

"Why piano lessons? I'm surprised you like playing the piano so much" Lola said, wiping her tears.

"I was so sad and bored, playing the piano made my mood improve at least for the encouragement of my thesis," replied Humairah sparkling.

"Huh just say you want to run away from reality or you want to remember Rasya because you used to play the piano together"

"Not really, I had been intending to take the lessons for a long time I felt there was an ability that I had to hone again, knowing I could be a famous pianist" Humairah joked.

"You're good at piano, you're good at makeup, you're my multitalented friend, now you're also good at being the wife that covers your husband remarrying"

"Ck.... You're too honest, dear Lola, come on, give me a recommendation which music house is good among these three?" show Humairah some information from her phone screen.