Double-role
CHAPTER 244 (Season 3, Alina & Zaidan)
"And among the signs of His authority is that He created for you wives of your own kind, that you might tend to be at peace with them, and made Him among you of love and affection. Verily in this are signs for those who think." (Q.L. Al-Rum: 21)
The story will always come to the owner of life. The fabric of love is always linked to the destiny that God has set.
Behind the pain of the wound, there is the word happy embedded. There is no "forever" in this life, because time will continue to change and time will rotate as it should.
Allah, the best storyteller to every servant, surely outlines the best destiny of the pen.
Test after test is in it as a form of His love. For God wants to see who among His servants believes in good after the loss of sorrow.
Alina became part of the many protagonists in this world. He became the main role in the thrilling story.
Tides undergo a relationship to usher in the mouth of tears. Perih, poignant, and disappointed, became his daily meal at that time.
He thought eight years of being married to a beloved man led to heartfelt feelings. However, in fact opening the heart is not as easy as turning the palm.
Alina is only a shadow of the past that is finally betrayed again.
Amidst the memories of the past, the phone in the game pocket vibrated. Hurriedly Alina took it which is currently in the back garden is monitoring the two children playing.
He saw a message coming in from the husband that read, "Honey, there will be a driver who will pick you up, and and a beautiful one, well. Then later also Dimas will pick Raihan and Zinia to be entrusted to mamah."
He scrunched his forehead deep. "What does Mas Zaidan mean?" he muttered while replying to the message.
Amidst the confusion, Alina continued to follow what her husband had ordered. After finishing the prayer, and dress her potluck she waited for the driver who would pick her up.
A few moments later the roar of the car engine stopped right in the yard. Hurriedly Alina walked forward and found Dimas had just come down.
They looked at each other and threw smiles.
"Are the kids ready?" dimas asked later, Alina gave a short nod and the man walked in.
Along with that, other luxury cars stopped. Alina silently froze in front of the house watching a man in a neat black suit with a shiny hairdo welcome her.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Young Miss. You were asked to go with me" he said.
"Wa-wa'alaikumsalam, where are you going to take me?" alina asked curiously at once there was a speck of fear.
"You just go, I will take good care of princess Zenia. Oh well, don't forget to bring us a new sister. Dah Mamah, I went first with Om Dimas to grandma's house." After a rummage that almost made her mother's heart stop beating, Raihan commented a big smile.
"What do you mean, honey?" alina asked nervously.
Instantly Raihan chuckled, carrying his backpack slowly and then holding Dimas who was standing right at the side. The bespectacled man also developed a smile that was holding Zenia.
The one-year-old looked warmly at her mother. Alina could not help but curl both corners of her lips, watching the three of them take turns.
"It's better that you go" he said, shifting the topic.
"Your mother must be ashamed, right? Alright me and Zenia go first, Assalamu'alaikum Mamah, have fun," Raihan said, greeting his hand briefly.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, fine at grandma's house," he replied waving to the three of them.
Not long after her family disappeared in view, Alina rushed into the car that was waiting for the driver.
A second later, the luxury vehicle rolled away from its residence.
...***...
About half an hour later, Alina arrived at a three-story luxury restaurant. He was unceasingly amazed by the elegance of the building.
"Mrs Alina?" He nodded in agreement. "You're asked to come to the third floor, come with me" said the waiter, Alina just followed where the woman was going.
Along the elevator carrying her up, Alina's heartbeat skipped a beat. On both sides there is a transparent glass that shows the outside view.
He muttered "wow" subconsciously, the servant behind him developed a smile.
Moments later, the elevator door opened wide, before Alina stepped on her feet and she was asked to close both eyes using a piece of cloth.
Whether the game is being done by the husband now, he followed him again and was led by the woman out.
Not long ago, a soothing masculine scent greeted the sense of smell. Alina felt the waiter let go of the handle and changed with someone.
"Tonight you're so pretty, honey." The sound of baritone kicking the hearing, Alina was silent stiffly feeling the coiled burly arms around her waist.
"Ma-Mas Zaidan?" Call Alina.
"You think?"
Zaidan was happy to play with his wife while leading her forward. He saw a pink tinge creeping on the white cheeks of the heart.
"Don't play me." The ripe lips pursed slowly further adding to the anxiety of the husband.
He also put a light kiss there to make the owner back silent. The man developed a sweet smile and hurriedly brought his wife closer to the place he had reserved.
There was no one but the two of them, a few days ago Zaidan had planned to have dinner with Alina at that place.
He also booked all the third-floor arena with a rake that is not small. The results given by the servants also make him happy and think comparable to the money spent.
"Are you ready, honey?" zaidan whispered again right next to the earlobe. Alina just kept quiet not knowing what her husband was going to do.
Not long after that the cloth covering his vision was removed. Slowly Alina opened her eyelids and was instantly blown away by the sight right in front.
"Ma-masyaAllah," he muttered shutting his mouth gaping.
He witnessed the view of the capital city which is clearly visible in the large window around it. The lights produced from skyscrapers are so charming.
Alina could not say anything while watching the expanse of rose petals inscribed with a thrilling word. Around it there are small candles adding to the romantic situation there.
The dim light adds to the viscosity of the deepest feeling. The fragrant aroma flows alongside a pair of people bound to the sacred promise of marriage.
From the back came the sound of pantofel shoes approaching. Alina turned around and found her man wearing a formal ash suit hugging a rather large bouquet of flowers.
"Our Happy Anniversary to four, honey." Zaidan gathered in front of Alina, holding out the flower arrangement.
Alina has no power to hold back tears. The clear liquid spilled as his hand outstretched carrying a bouquet from the husband.
At once Alina immediately threw herself into Zaidan's arms. Quickly the lover of his heart receives and lifts the body of the wife in the arms.
"Thank you, honey. I'm very happy" said Alina subtly.
Zaidan put a soft kiss on the neck of his veiled cage. "Anything for you, honey."
That night they enjoyed a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant. Warm words full of meaning love continue to buzzing away the silence of the night.
Both Alina and Zaidan, both of them enjoy the togetherness. There is nothing happier for them than being able to live with a loved one.
...Seriate......
