Divine Destiny 2

Divine Destiny 2
Epesode 49's



Ais snatched a look of annoyance at the husband who kissed her malignant until the lips Ais felt swollen .


What else Aiman's behavior makes baby Fatih cry, Aiman just smiled at the annoyance of the wife.


"Cup dear Babah evil cup has made Fatih cry.. "


Said Ais holding Fatih while breastfeeding.Tak long baby Fatih was silent who was still sucking his nose.


"Ma'af Khumairo Hubby.. "


Ais just indifferent pokus breastfeeding her child.


"See who Khumairo is teasing Hubyy.. "


"Well.. "


Ais's strangulation startled baby Fatih who immediately cried back because he was shocked at the screeches of his Ummah.


"Oh dear forgive Ummah well, cup.. "


Ais looked at her husband sharply with a sharp annoyance, while Aiman just chuckled at the behavior of his wife who he thought was adorable.


Love that complements each other, and covers all the shortcomings of each partner makes them a perfect partner.


Though far from the word of people they are not a compatible partner let alone the age of Ais is much older than Aiman. But the age difference is not a barrier to them knitting the perfect household.


Because perfection is not seen from the harmony or merit of our partner but in the view of the Four sides in each pair.


One 'He who is there when others are away ', He who endures when we are fragile, He who does not go when we know our bad, he who does not go, He accepts when he knows that we are so bad.


It is in both, so that Ais can change the view of matchmaking.


Matchmaking is not always in ruin but how we knit it into a peaceful household.


And accepting the destiny that has been set because sometimes what we want is not necessarily good for Him, and vice versa.What God thinks is good we do not necessarily accept it. Then only a heart that is always roomy always gives itself to the creator.


So ask for what God thinks is good for us to open asking for what we think is good.


Remember that God never dzolim in his servant only we often forget that we ourselves are mendzolimi ourselves.


God leads us to choose it but we sometimes stubbornly want to choose another, even dare to run away and in the end if there is something we do not want for sure we say 'God is never fair' May God answer 'Not I am unjust but you don't want me to set ' .


That was how Ais now felt, she was happy with everything even though she was very conflicted at first. Iis was grateful that God still loved her and led Ais to choose what God had set.


Ais smiled at the husband who was joking with baby Fatih who occasionally smiled showed his red teeth and rubbed Aiman's chin.


"Patih look at Ummah from earlier see Baba Mulu.. Ummah was fascinated by Baba's handsome face he.... "


Gleck...


Ais swallowed her rough slaveina when her husband found out that he had been watching her, making Ais close both her faces in shame.


"Hubbys... "


"Why dear.. "


Ah.tells the face of Ais getting hotter what else Aiman calls himself 'Honey' right in front of his eyes. Though Ais often heard Aiman call it dear but somehow Ais more sports Aiman called him Darling than Khumairo.


"Don't be so Byy... "


"That's how hemmz is.. "


Temptation Aiman smiled at his wife's heated behavior, making Ais more wrong behavior.Slowly Ais opened his hands that covered his face because he felt Aiman away from his face.


Degs....


Ice's eyes rounded when Aiman brought his face closer quickly right in front of his eyes until his nose and the husband's nose clashed, Ais could feel the breath of the husband that was so fragrant Mint.


Aiman grabbed his wife's hand to hold her cheek as she took off her gaze that radiated love and love into Ais's eyeballs.


"Ais wants this eyeball to reflect only the Ais of one person not another, this nose only to smell what is in Ais not others ,these lips are just to say love for Ais not another and this beautiful smile only makes Ais not for another... "


Ais muttered slowly tracing every inch of what was on Aiman's face while closing her eyes imagining everything .


" There is a time when everything is shared.. "


Degs...


Ice immediately opened her eyes slowly, what did the husband's words mean 'There is a time in divide ' what does it mean, thought Ais pain. Ais is looking for lies from the words of her husband but nothing serious. Make both eyes glassy Ice really Ais not willing to share with others.


"Hubby not serious ? "


Ais asked tremblingly cupped Aiman's cheeks gently and stroked her.


"When kidding.. "


"Ja. wicked hik.. Hubby wicked.. "


"Hubby's love and affection should indeed be in the bag... "


"Stop.. hik ja. don't go on.. "


Said Ais as a hug while closing the husband's mouth, Ais is not strong if you have to hear everything from the husband's mouth it feels like the heart Ais pain.


"Ummah don't be selfish, Baba's love and affection should be shared with Fatih and our other children. "


Chirps Aiman made Ais immediately stop her crying and look at the husband who even laughed at her.


Cup...


"Ma'af, don't nag anymore. All for Khumairo and Baby Fatih.. "


Cut Aiman made Ais immediately silent because his lips were silenced by Aiman's lips.


"Norgin... "


"But like it.. "


"Ah.. By.. "


Ha. ha...


Aiman laughed at the wife's completely flushed face holding back the embarrassment. Ice drowned her head in the cleavage of the husband's field.


For some reason since becoming pregnant and becoming a mother Ais became sensitive, it felt like there was a fear Aiman left him.


Ice likes to be in that position, hiding in the chest of the husband's field, it feels comfortable and protected. What else Ais could feel her husband's heartbeat so clearly in her ears made Ais's heart calm.


While Aiman from earlier continued to kiss the top of the head of the wife unceasingly made Ais a little amused but liked.


"By.. "


"Hemmzmzm.. "


"Call Ais dear.."


"Darling... "


"Once again.. "


"Darling... "


"Repeat.. "


"Honey.. "


"Repeat... "


"Honey. dear......... "


Say Aiman continued while tightening his embrace.


"Now call him dear well don't Khumairo anymore.. "


"Why ? "


"Ais likes it.. "


"Then anyway.. "


"It feels different.Pity is sweeter than khumairo.. "


"Both are the same. Equally sweet.. "


"For different ice pokonya love to call it.. "


Ais said innocently while puffing her head looking at the face of the husband, Aiman just smiled looking at the face of the wife who saw him like a kitten, adorable.


" all right... "


Pasrah Aiman because it is not strong to see the adorable face of the wife.


"Say.. "


"Honey Hubby loves you so much.. "


"Repeat... "


"Honey.. "


"Once again.. "


"D-A-Y-A-N-..... "


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