Black Stain My Husband

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Aidin and Amera wear beach clothes in the same color. They continued to comb the white sand up to several meters. Passing tourists who are lying with their bodies covered in sand. Waves break down on the beach soaking their feet. 

The gentle gentle blowing wind made Amera's long hair fall apart. 

"Do you like it?" Aidin hugged Amera from behind. Both of them stared towards the endless sea. 

"Like." 

Join hands and joke around, like a couple at the peak of happiness.

"I'd rather it's our honeymoon" added Amera, who let Aidin's smile dim. 

Aidin loosened his arms and stood beside Amera. Put both hands in her pants pocket.

"You have patience, I'll quickly find a way to decide everything."

While the two were busy talking, suddenly the running child hit the body of Amera until it fell down. 

Aidin immediately helped her then looked at the boy who was looking down with trembling hands. 

"Other times if you look around," Amera snapped while cleaning her knees filled with sand. 

"No, just go!" He rubbed the little boy's head and told him to leave. 

During marriage, even though he never tucked away wanting to have a child, but the presence of the boy was very touching the heart of Aidin.

"Don't be rude, he did not accidentally. What if it happens to our child?" aidin. Help Amera stand up and continue her steps. 

Some tourists also put them out. Scene after scene is shown with love. Unmitigated, Amera who has talent in the field of adult magazine models seemed relaxed when the tourists asked her to kiss Aidin. Even the blaster-blooded woman undressed and only wore a bikini.

"It needs to be immortalized, dear." Amera showed the photo in front of Aidin. Especially when he hugs her in his shirt. 

"As far as you are." Aidin pronounces in a flat tone. Help Amera put her clothes back on. 

Aidin stared at the almost setting sun. The difference between Amera and Zahra. Never mind to wear clothes that are open, even open the hijab Zahra never, while Amera continues to show off her beautiful body posture in public. 

"We're going home now," asked Aidin. He was no longer appetizing to enjoy the beach more beautiful with orange sky. 

Amera ran a little away splitting the water that kept kissing the shoreline. 

"Amera, you will be cold" cried Aidin reminded. 

The woman continued to run towards the middle. Heedless of Aidin's increasingly inaudible speech. 

Aidin had to follow his girlfriend until both of them got wet. 

Almost Amera undressed, Aidin's hands quickly prevented it. 

"Don't open, you will be cold" said Aidin origin.

From far away, there was a beautiful woman watching Aidin and Amera playing in the water. The woman clenched her hands together when she saw Aidin kissing the woman in front of him. 

"Bastardly man" he said with a yawning chest. 

His eyes were not distracted from Aidin who was getting more and more friendly with the woman in front of him. It is as if they do not take sins with their actions. 

The sky was getting darker, Aidin and Amera finally came home in their soaked clothes. The location of the hotel and the beach are very close, and they just walk to arrive at their destination. 

"Tonight I'm going to sleep in your room" Amera asked as the two arrived in the elevator. 

"No, I've already booked two rooms." Aidin refuses in a subtle way. Keep holding Amera's hand until the elevator door opens. 

"Every night," her pinta meiba who immediately answered a nod by the lover. 

While waiting for Amera in the bathroom, Aidin ordered food over the phone, he was lazy to get out and wanted to go to bed soon. 

Just putting his flat object on the nightstand, the knock on the door made Aidin flabbergasted. 

"Finally, it's only been five minutes." 

Walking gontai open the door. How surprised to see someone staring at the door of his room. It was not the waiter who delivered the food but his mother-in-law. 

"Mama…" 

Aidin looked at the woman fixedly. Still can't believe it, but it's real. Her mother-in-law came. 

"I want to talk to you. At the restaurant downstairs." Aunt Delia left Aidin still riveted. Look at the bathroom that is still tightly closed and then close the door before exiting. 

Aidin followed Aunt Delia's steps towards the restaurant. He sat in front of his mother. Opposite the table. 

"What do you want to talk to?" ask Aidin without further ado. From the look of his eyes he could see the hatred on his mother's face, as well as the one who did not like the presence of the woman. 

"Who are you here with?" tanya aunt Delina stressed. Despite having seen everything, he wanted to hear directly from Aidin's mouth. 

"No business, Mama," replied Aidin ketus. 

"Obviously, this is my business. Zahra is my son, and I can't possibly let him live with you who's just a male bastard." Pointing the face of Aidin. 

The man pursed his lips. Putting down aunt Delia's finger. 

"What's the difference with a mom who's just a cheap girl. I'm also not sure that Zahra is Dinata's father's son."

Plakk  

A slap landed on Aidin's sturdy cheek. Aunt Delia does not accept the allegations made in her daughter-in-law. Because, it is not only degrading, but also insulting the status of his daughter who is clearly his son and Adinata. 

Some of the surrounding visitors also noticed the increasingly serious aunt Delia and Aidin. 

"You don't know anything about my past, so don't ever talk carelessly." 

A bule-faced man came over to Delia. The man spoke a foreign language. 

"I'm doing fine. Just leave me for a second" Delia asked the man. He looked back at Aidin who was still rubbing his reddened cheeks. 

"If you can't love Zahra, stay with her. There are still many better men than you who want to be with him."

Delia got up from her seat and walked over to the man and left the restaurant. 

"Damn it, why should you meet mama here anyway," said Aidin as he kicked the table. 

He went back to his room. Amera had finished her shower. The woman dries her hair in front of the mirror. 

"Where are you from?" ask her.

Aidin sat on the bed. The words of Aunt Delia were still ringing in her ears which made Aidin want to run amok. 

It turned out that not only Amera, Mama-in-law also wanted him to leave Zahra. 

"Hi, what's your cheek?" Amera is approaching Aidin. He raised the face of the man who looked angry. 

"I'm gonna take a shower." Aidin left Amera without answering his question.