Double-role

CHAPTER 142 (Season 3)

"What happened to your marriage?"

The subtle sound of greeting made Alina jump while looking to the side where Jasmin walked over. The woman who was five years older than him was sitting right next to him, her bead kept looking at the interlocutor.

Both of Alina's eyes opened wide, her head in a headscarf slowly looking back forward. A knot smile was triggered on his father's face, the fingers were clinging to each other resisting all the turmoil in the chest.

"Nothing, just ... a small problem," he said later.

"You ... You must love Zaidan very much, right? I can see everything from the look of your eyes .. You love Zaidan more than when you loved Azam's mas."

A momentary silence allowed the wind to take over and exclaimed with his soft voice. The cold sweep greeted them back to reality.

"Em, Mommy's right. I really love mas Zaidan and .. although it's not as bad as yesterday, but it hurts a lot," Alina said.

Jasmin flinched straight at Alina. "What's really going on?"

Alina also related what happened at the magnificent residence of the Zulfan family a few hours ago. Hearing the words made Jasmin fixated. He did not expect that a heat wave was playing out in the marriage of his ex-wife.

"I realized from the beginning that I didn't deserve him. Our degrees are far different, he's with his harmonious family and abundant treasures, while I?" Alina sighed softly and smiled wryly.

"I'm just a parent who doesn't have, let alone a treasure," he continued to humble.

"Iina." Call Jasmin, his serious voice diverts the attention of the owner of the name.

"You know .. mas Zaidan is very different from mas Azam. The two men had very different personalities. Maybe what I saw could have been wrong, but .. I know that Zaidan is not someone who sees someone from his castle or status. He sincerely loves you for who you are."

"When I saw you guys at the wedding, I realized that you were lucky to get a much better replacement for Azam. Mas Zaidan had a firm stance that Azam did not have. You can be happy with her, Ayana," Jasmin said.

Alina was silent digesting well the words of the woman she had already considered her elder sister. Until not long ago the sound of baritone that he was very familiar with interrupted.

"That's right, I've never seen anything from you, other than the heart. I really love you, Alina. I don't want anyone but you, honey."

Alina got up from sitting with a wide patterned bead. Her roaring mouth opened watching the firmness radiated from the husband.

"Ma-Mas Zaidan? How come?" his great-grandson.

"I told him, you two have to solve this problem. It's not good to keep getting late in the matter, let alone you're still newlyweds." Azam came to explain.

Alina and Jasmin did not believe in their arrival. The two also did not know that Zaidan and Azam had listened to the conversation.

"Alright then you go on your own," Azam said again as he pulled Jasmin away.

Before leaving Jasmin patted Alina on the shoulder while whispering. "He needs to know, you have to be happy."

Azam and Jasmin left the two of them. The door of the room was closed tightly, Alina and Zaidan turned to the room while sitting side by side on the bed.

The open window curtain shows the situation outside. Where the sky slowly began to darken swallowed the beauty of twilight.

The clinking of the clock keeps greeting giving a sign if they should immediately take over the silence. Zaidan began the action, the man who inherited the Zulfan family was holding both hands of the wife.

Alina who was still lowered was reluctant to look and wait. He has not been able to forget the words of Dawas that imprint in memory.

"Darling, you know as long as I live no one taught me to be close to God. Meeting you is like finding the light I left behind. Your existence is able to make me realize to be closer to the Creator."

Warm words whisk into the deepest recesses of the heart. Slowly Alina drew consciousness, venturing into the iris of the moon beside her.

There were no lies or doubts there, Alina was satisfied with the words of her husband. Unknowingly the tears were dripping unbearably, the fur by the feathers kept coming down revealing the true feeling.

Alina is aware of the wounds on Zaidan's handsome face, but he reluctantly asks and prefers to swallow it himself. She was afraid to hear an explanation that made her not want to lose her husband.

Without saying another word, Zaidan hugged his wife tightly. He rubbed his back slowly channeling his strength and giving it tranquility.

Not long after sobs began to sound, Zaidan increasingly tightened his embrace by giving an implicit movement.

"I'm sorry if Grandpa's words offended you" he said.

Alina nodded slowly, both hands held up her husband's shirt. He channeled the pettiness in the chest through crying.

About five minutes later, Alina stopped crying. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Still in the position of hugging each other, the head in the hijab rests comfortably on Zaidan's broad shoulders. The masculine scent so won made him comfortable.

Lying if she doesn't feel the same way as her husband. Alina does not want and does not want to lose the figure of Zaidan in his life. At the moment, she is full of their hearts.

He wanted to give the surprise to Zaidan, and feel the happiness together. However, he was still detained because there was one thing that made him curious.

"Zanna, that woman ... Did Mas ever love her?" alina asked after a long moment of silence.

"Have you forgotten that I've never been in love with any woman other than you?" Zaidan stretched his arms back to look at his wife's watery face.

Slowly his two thumbs removed the traces of clear liquid on Alina's cheeks. A smile sparked added to the attractiveness of the handsome man before him.

"Until any time you're the only woman I love, Alina. I will not turn to another woman. It's hard to get you and it takes a struggle that's not easy.

"When you choose not to marry again and open your heart to new people, I give up. It also gave me a big blow, because the first time you fell in love you rejected me. So, there's no reason for me to walk away from you."

"But the deal?" ask Alina to make sure.

"I told you the deal was just a ridiculous deal. There was no seriousness in it, it was just the agreement that grandfather had made with Zanna's grandfather alone. I don't wanna do it. I have the right to choose my own life."

"Although that means you let go of everything?" ask Alina back.

With confidence Zaidan nodded his head while still cupping his wife's sweet face. "I'll do it to stay with you."

"Why?"

Alina continued to raise questions after questions that made Zaidan anxious. Without warning, he kissed deeply on the lips of his wife.

Alina was wide-eyed as Zaidan moved his face away. He was silent stiff with a blank look that again made the husband smile widely.

"Because I love you so much. I'll never get tired of saying I love you so much." Zaidan put a warm kiss on his forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and ended up on his sweet lips again.

...Seriate......