Double-role

CHAPTER 114 (Season 2)

Longing to be loved wholeheartedly leads to silence that comes crashing. Years of harboring feelings of being alone, in fact, only a lie is answered. Tears become loyal friends as the pain continues to be incised.

But all those memories have passed. The wheel of life revolves around time to leave behind all the pettiness that has happened.

Yesterday had its own story, today new history is assembled in such a way, and tomorrow only becomes a divine mystery.

Like a bird, it flaps its white wings so wide and flies high into space. He was no longer confined in a golden cage and could express what he felt.

That's what Alina felt. Unrequited love and affection are now given by her new husband.

Zaidan treated her so differently. The sweet dispensed attitude had destroyed Alina's defenses. He who thinks not to marry again, it turns out the businessman is able to break the door of his heart.

Seriousness is already done before God with the sacred bond of marriage. No more pain in the chest. Everything evaporates with happiness encircling the heart.

After the obligation, the newlywed couple enjoyed their personal time. They sat side by side on the bed with the scent of jasmine flowers spreading in their room.

The faction resuscitates Alina and Zaidan if now is their bridal night. The heartbeat of both of them was just as fast as someone playing there.

Above the dark sky the moon shone brightly with stars scattered. The warmth of the shahdu along with the anxiety hit fast.

"Thank you for accepting me as your husband, dear." The call is like an opium.

It is like a melody that attracts the attention of the listener. Alina turned her head slowly catching the beautiful curved curve on her handsome face.

The husband's straight hands again perched comfortably on the cheeks. The pink hue spreads to the ears, draining blood throughout the body.

Alina stiffened as Zaidan's thumb gently rubbed her face. The warmth spread so much that he could not help but smile.

"Thank you too, for choosing me as your wife, Mas. I'm just a simple woman who doesn't deserve to" Alina's words were instantly cut when a light kiss grabbed her reddish lips.

Both of Alina's irises widened perfectly when unprepared for the surprise attack. She immediately closed her mouth with her hands and looked at her husband.

Zaidan laughed lightly and released a hand on his lips. "Don't be covered, from this second you're already mine. We're legally husband and wife, I'm your halal partner, sweetie."

Alina could not help the happiness that kept her constantly surprised. Zaidan's treatment again and again could not give a hand.

"My heart .. I can hang if Mas keeps saying those sweet words" Alina said later.

Zaidan nodded slowly. "Then .... What if we get straight to the point?"

Alina's face turned red, and she knew what her husband meant. He nodded slowly as a sign of agreement.

Seeing that the green light was already bright, Zaidan widened his lips again showing a row of neat teeth. He then cupped Alina's shoulders and made her face him.

Without a word of voice they get closer to each other. Zaidan kissed the warm and deep forehead width of his halal pair.

He then turned to both eyes, cheeks, chin, and lastly lips as red as a cherry that was so tempting. Unification ensued, along with clanging detikan, the sound of shahdu increasingly turbulent.

Touch by touch is also being released. Zaidan so gently treated his wife very well. The warmth turned into heat with the peak of pleasure increasingly crashing.

The cold air outside was not ignored either, as both of them felt such a strong warmth.

...***...

In a different place, Azam who has not left the wedding of his ex-wife and secretary is still outside the hotel. He looked back when it was hard to leave the building.

Jasmin who was next to her since then followed the direction of the husband's gaze. He knew what Azam was thinking right now.

"Don't embarrass yourself anymore, Mom. Let's go home, "take Jasmin with Azam's sturdy arm.

However, the owner pulled slowly without even once looking at the wife. His tears turned softly to see the invited guests one by one down with a happy sparkle.

The words he heard from them regarding how compatible the two brides were made him furious. There was a feeling of jealousy in his chest that he could not express.

"Here you go, Mas don't bother Alina anymore. She is happy with her new husband. What Mas wanted to do-" Jasmin's words were cut off to see Azam step back inside.

"Mom, why are you acting so weird? Mah, has Mamah Alina forgotten me? Mamah Alina did not even greet me earlier," complained the princess who had earlier held her hand warmly.

Jasmin's attention was diverted, his head with a head with a head with a head down looked Aqeela up. He then squatted right in front of her while covering both of her small shoulders.

"No, Honey. Mama Alina may be busy. You know there were a lot of guests present. Maybe Mamah Alina didn't just see you," she said trying to calm down.

"I .. I'm afraid that Mamah Alina hates me. Because I had to say something bad to her anyway." Aqeela lowered her head in hiding the dew seeping in her eyes.

Smile expands on the beautiful face of the mother, Jasmin patted the top of her head and said again. "There's no way Mamah Alina hates you, honey. Mamah Alina loves you very much, the proof of you baby to big like now ... who takes care of you? That's mama Alina. She-"

Again and again Jasmin's words had to come to a halt as Aqeela lunged at his body quickly. The little girl cried behind her back.

Jasmin gently rubbed the princess's small back channeling tranquility. "Don't cry, if there's another chance we can meet with Mamah Alina. Until then will Aqeela be a good girl?"

Aqeela nodded slowly. "Aqeela loved Mamah Alina very much. Aqeela wants to meet him and apologize."

"Good, we can meet him again later," said Jasmin and Aqeela nodded again.

At the same time Azam had entered back into the hotel and saw the silhouette of a boy who was so familiar. He quickly followed where the boy was going.

He could not help himself and clasped his right shoulder. "Dearly." Call Azam then.

Raihan who was holding hands with Moana turned his body and looked up. He was shocked when he saw his father looking at him.

He took a step back when Azam stood before him. "Raihan ... Father's son," he said.

Raihan raised both eyebrows not understanding. He was stunned when he saw tears seeping in both of his beads. He grew surprised as the clear liquid slid rapidly on his father's pale cheeks.

...Seriate......