Black Stain My Husband

Dreamlike

As usual, Zahra tuned in to the dawn study and placed her phone on the bedside table. That's how she woke Aidin, also wanting to wake him up before leaving for good. 

Not long after, Aidin opened his eyes slowly. However, he was reluctant to come down from the top of the bed. His eyes continued to observe every movement of Zahra who was busy tidying up the clothes in the closet. Turn off his phone which he thought was very noisy then sit leaning on the headboard. 

Zahra is wearing lingerie? 

Believe and not what he saw last night, it was like a dream, but it also felt real. But it was impossible for Zahra to wear it. 

Zahra who felt noticed chose to feign ignorance and continued her activities. Repeatedly not to big heads with Aidin attitude. Fear of falling and not being able to get up again.

"Today I have an appointment with Kirana, Mas. Maybe I'll go home in the afternoon" Zahra said without looking. Deliberately avoiding Aidin's gaze, afraid of being fascinated and returning to hope with something that was just futile. 

"It's important you're there when I get home." 

The sound of Aidin sounded heavy yet soft. He pulled out the blanket and went down. Approaching Zahra who from earlier busied himself. 

Without asking for permission, he turned Zahra's body until the two looked at each other. 

"What's up, Mom?" ask Zahra straightforwardly. Exorcising the real nervousness already filled his chest. The distance is so close that it makes shortness of breath that repeatedly must supply oxygen to return to normal.

"Did you wear lingerie last night?"

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Zahra's heart was pounding. His face blushed as Aidin continued to stare at her with a probing look. 

The woman smiled bitterly. "No, from last night I'm in these pajamas." Mengewer clothes that are currently still wrapped in his body. 

"Why indeed?" ask Zahra again. 

Aidin extended his hand. He opened the hijab that covered Zahra's head and threw it at the table. 

He looked at that natural beautiful face. Both of his eyes flashed a soothing light.

It turns out that Zahra is very beautiful like this, praised Aidin in heart. 

"Oh, Dad, maybe I'm just dreaming." 

Yes, Mas. Whatever it is that has to do with me, you must think of it as a dream. Because I'm only a shadow to you, and it can't be real. 

Drt Drt Drt 

The sound of cell phones from the nightstand blew them away. 

Aidin immediately picked up his flat object, afraid that something was important, and it turned out to be a phone call from the secretary. 

"What's up, Chard?" ask Aidin while sitting on the edge of the bed. 

Zahra prepared Aidin's office clothes and tidied up the messy blanket. There was not the slightest curiosity about anyone related to the man, even with Amera.

"There have been offers from several companies, sir. They're gonna join our company."

Aidin smiled happily. It turns out that the promotion made through social media has produced results, even since replacing Mr. Herman, he has gotten a job that exceeds the target. 

"Just set everything up, I'll be right to the office."

Aidin went back to Zahra. "You've heard for yourself, a lot of companies are willing to work with me, which means I've started to succeed."

Zahra smiled as she raised her hand. 

"Congratulations, may you be more successful and well known by everyone."

Reflek, Aidin grabbed Zahra's slender body and clenched it. 

"I didn't expect it to be that leading a company wasn't as difficult as I'd imagined." Let go of her embrace and rush to the bathroom.

Unfortunately I'm not the one who will witness your success, Mas. But someone else. But no papa, as long as you are happy, I will continue to support you. Love doesn't have to have, that's how I can't reach your love.

Chequelek 

The door to the room is open. Zahra immediately stored her milk in the kitchen cupboard and sat in the dining room. Instead nothing happened. 

"Today I'm just making fried rice, if you don't want breakfast, I'll take you to the office."

Sit aidin. The coffee began to warm up. 

"No papa, I'll have a lunch with a client anyway, so you don't have to bother going to the office."

Zahra nodded in understanding, knowing that Aidin had rejected his offer, and that it had been deliberately said as a mere joke. 

Ting tung 

The sound of the house bell ringing. 

Zahra got up from her seat leaving Aidin who started to enjoy the dish. 

It turned out that the person who came was Kirana. 

"Go in first, Ki. I haven't changed clothes." 

Zahra felt bad about having to tell Kirana to wait. 

"I'll just wait outside." Kirana chose to sit on the front porch while breathing the soothing morning breeze. 

It did not take long, Zahra just change clothes and wear thin makeup. This morning he looks beautiful with the appearance of a loose dress in dark blue, but still looks fashionable and elegant.

"I left first yes, Mas," said Zahra to Aidin who was still sitting in the dining room. Despite his determination to leave, Zahra did not want to break the cord with the man. Someone who had been present by his side for almost a year. 

Aidin simply nodded silently. This time his heart felt a little heavy as he looked at the back of the wife who started to move away.

"Where were we going, Ki?" asked Zahra to tidy up her appearance.

"To the mall alone, look around while washing your eyes, look for oppa-oppa."

Zahra laughed. As if I had no burden. 

"That's not a name for washing the eyes, but for sin" he said. To make them laugh out loud. 

Aidin came out after hearing the sound of the motor passing. 

Just getting into the car, the phone in his suit pocket rang. Aidin had to reach out and lift before driving his car. 

"Honey, today accompany me shopping," greeted someone with his distinctive voice. 

"Yes, I'll pick you up at lunchtime."

"All right, I'll wait."

Behind the success of the husband, there is a wife who always raises her hand in front of the Creator. Do not be arrogant if Allah gives you much. Because the real wealth is not in the form of money or wealth, but a righteous wife. So keep him before he himself says tired and unable.

The successful study shook the body and soul of Aidin as if he kept ringing in his ears.

''I should have treated Zahra better. He was banished by his father, but in this house must receive very bad treatment.''

Upon arriving at the end of the road, Kirana stopped her motorbike when a luxury car stopped suddenly in front of her motorbike.

"Whose car, Ki?" zahra asked worriedly, afraid that it was a robber car that deliberately blocked him.

A handsome man wearing a pitch-black suit came down from the car.

His familiar face made Zahra frown.

"Iqbal...." Zahra screeched while looking at Kirana who could only shrug her shoulders.