A GUST OF MY LOVE IN RAMADAN

18. CROCHET LOVE

A year of living together with Haikal, it does not feel the two often have intercourse but there are no signs of pregnancy in Rania.

Haikal who does not expect much to his wife to immediately have a baby, live their day like a courtship without being burdened by the presence of momongan.

Because her husband does not demand too much of herself, Rania feels very comfortable to continue trying to serve her husband's needs whenever her husband wants her.

Rania is living more in Jakarta because the twins have entered kindergarten school in the Jakarta area. Sometimes Rania kept an eye on her father's company so much that she had to be kind to the company managers to keep her company running in a stable manner.

The employees are very familiar with the nature of Rania who is not reluctant to kick employees who are not professional in their work or who dare to betray him.

Even though she is a woman, her intelligence and ingenuity in leading her father's company needs to be thumbs up.

Haikal's admiration for his wife makes him not stop grateful until now to have this super perfect woman. Sometimes Haikal invites Rania to stop by his apartment just to make love there.

After making love they always go out for food or groceries in the supermarket because Rania really wants to cook for her husband without involving the servants in the mansion owned by her in-laws or hers in Bandung.

Again, Rania still performed the best in front of her husband with dishes that are no less delicious cooked by famous chefs. Rania can do that not as well as Merta with the talent she has, but during her studies abroad, she always took international cooking classes if college is a long holiday.

That's Rania, he never wasted his time to do things, everything is filled with useful things even though he is the heir to the throne of the business empire owned by his parents.

"Darling, how can you do anything to juggle things that not all other women can do.

From learning the basics of religion, covering the aurat, learning seven languages from several countries and exploring the culinary world and the last that makes me so amazed you can explore our hot battle arena on the mattress." Haikal made this girl blush in shame.

"It just so happens that everything I do is my favorite, so I live it sincerely and happily." Rania Imbuh.

"Are you not the son of a man?" As far as I know, girls who have everything just spend their parents' money to have fun and go to the club."

"That's them, not me. I am so grateful that both my parents educated me by instilling a religious foundation in shaping my mental and spiritual self that I became what I am today."

"If time can turn around, I want to be the first and last person for you baby?"

"Are you denouncing your late first wife?" Rania asked who was very suspicious of Haikal's behavior that easily got bored of something.

"It's not so dear, it's just, I don't find a woman as perfect as you."

Haikal tried to say he heard his wife's comments that turned out to be very sensitive to his people if denigrated by men.

"Are you not thinking, what if your first wife is still alive and will one day come to see you?"

Deggs...

"Why do you think that, baby?" Wasn't it obvious my wife was drowning in the ocean when she wanted to do some diving?"

"If dragged by the sea water, wouldn't it be how many days later the body would float?"

"Why did you suddenly so think that far as Rania, did you suspect something?"

Haikal did not think in the direction Rania was thinking.

"Where could he possibly be joking with such a heavy thing dear?"

Haikal tried to suppress his feelings to not accept the crazy argument that Rania had conveyed.

"What if one day she comes back and demands her rights as a wife to you. Maybe he could ask you to divorce me? What will you do choosing between the two of us?"

Rania looked at her husband's confused face with his crazy statement.

"Stop, presuppose something that will never happen baby. The dead will not rise again and come outwitting our married life."

Haikal approached his wife and stopped all the words he thought were nonsense.

Rania held her husband's body to approach her.

"What if it really happened to Haikal?" Who will you choose?" Me or him?"

Rania wants to convince herself that her husband loves her very much or not.

"If that happens, you're the one in my life until I die by your side, Rania. If he were present again in my life, I would ignore him because he doesn't mean anything to me anymore."

"Is your nature like that? treat women like fruit, as sweet as discarded."

"Darling why are we fighting like this?" Aren't we talking about the others?" Why is it suddenly seeping into my past that I want to forget.

"Because I'm so jealous of your first wife who made you cry all day with alcohol. Wouldn't it be very touching if she knew how broken you were when you lost her."

Rania expresses her feelings that have been plaguing her mind lately.

"We better go home to the twins so that your mind won't be tainted with things that will never happen."

Haikal ended their debate which made his guts quite shrill to answer every crazy question from his wife.

Haikal pondered Rania's words that concluded Renata's death was considered a fabrication. I don't know where the girl thought bad at the death of his first wife, haikal wants to investigate the truth of his wife's sudden disappearance while they are aboard a cruise ship anchored on a remote island.

"What if Rania's words are true?" What should I do if one day the truth will be revealed or Renata suddenly returns and harasses my household with Rania?"

Haikal's thoughts continued to rage in his mind but there was not a single answer he found except to keep Rania to his side if one day Renata really came.

"Renata, I hope you are at peace in your grave, for I am now happy with my near-perfect wife."

The car arrived at the main mansion. The twins ran out to welcome the two. Their laughter again broke the silence that had felt gripping by the couple who had just finished arguing because of trivial problems.