Double-role

CHAPTER 25

At night, the wind still brings cold air. Without the stars or the moon above the sky, the void contains loneliness. Tears have dried up over time. Events that continue to repeat will become a habit, although there is still pain at least accustomed and all will be fine.

That's what Alina felt. Azam's attitude and nature towards him made him regain consciousness. If not, there could be love for her. The words kept spinning in my mind. Alina who was lying sideways stroked the soft bulge in her body. Every now and then the baby moves and kicks the surface of the stomach making him smile. He was relieved that at least this little angel could erode the stuffy feeling in his chest.

"Only you are happy Mom, healthy in there until we meet in this world, well boy," he murmured.

Without realizing it for a moment, the door to his room opened. The light from outside slowly entered revealing the silhouette of a person. The sturdy man with the burly back was standing in the doorway. His clear brownish netra watched the second wife in silence.

The handle on the doorknob tightened firmly. Azam could not step in, it felt that if he showed himself to the fragile figure there it would only cause other pain. He heavily left the room and closed the door again.

Azam went to the dining table. There was no food there only an emptiness that welcomed him. She recalled the days yesterday, where Alina with her bright smile offered dinner.

However, now all of that became a memory even though his second wife was at home.

A month has passed, the situation there is still the same. Azam sat himself at the dining table looking ahead and then watched the surroundings. Shadow after shadow as Alina struggled with housework milling in memory. There was a feeling of guilt that hit him strongly.

"How could I be so careless about leaving Alina alone? She's carrying my flesh's blood."

Azam pulled back his coarse hair and rubbed his face. He heaved a heavy sigh thinking about his current state. He is wrong in his position now. On the other hand, he cannot leave Yasmin who desperately needs his presence and on the other hand Alina needs him.

He can't be on either side.

That night Azam thought of his flogging feelings.

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Darkness welcomes when the eyelids open again. The two Netra showed its beauty again. The sky seemed reluctant to show the bright light from the sun. The king of the day hides nicely behind the cloud.

After completing his obligations, Azam could faintly smell the appetizing scent entering through the door slit. His brows clinging to each other did not understand and hurriedly exited the room then ran small down towards the first floor.

Immediately Azam stopped his steps when someone's small back caught sight. The heart thumped as the woman looked back at her gaze. The smile that spread on her beautiful face made her freeze.

"A-alina?" call him not to believe.

"Mas, are you awake? Do you want to have breakfast or take a shower?"

The offer that came out from the gap of the ripe lips shook Azam's feelings. He did not think that Alina would behave as usual like nothing had happened. The shadow of yesterday evaporated as if it had never existed.

"Mas, Mas Azam!!" call Alina a little higher when not getting any answers from the husband.

Azam was aghast and aware of the daydream. "I-I want breakfast first." Clumsy, he sat in his chair.

"Then I prepare the food."

Alina resumed her cooking activities that had been delayed. Azam watched his second wife. There is a fragility hidden behind a smile. Azam felt that made him more guilty.

Not long after the food was finished. Alina presented it to the husband. After that he was about to leave before Azam's voice stopped.

"Can I eat?"

"You're not eating?"

"I ate it already."

The conversation was stopped, with the awkwardness that kept Azam trying to enjoy his breakfast. The details of the clock echo with the togetherness of the couple there. Sometimes Azam noticed Alina who sometimes rubbed her stomach slowly.

The sight became a pain for him.

"I'm sorry for yesterday and everything."

Alina shook her head a few times. "It's okay. I expected it."

"Geeh!!"

Alina looked back at the husband. The curvature of the crescent moon rises without displaying its light. The eyes of disappointment are there. Alina tries to look okay for her baby.

"Because I realize now, Mas will never be able to love me. The question that was asked at that time now has a definite answer. If Mas loves Yasmin very much and not with me."

Azam widened both eyes with his mouth slightly open. Ended with a smile that continues to perch on the face of the wife ayu made her freeze again.

"No Alina ak-"

"Continue breakfast, Mas. It's gonna be cold."

Alina quickly cut her words. Every word that her husband spoke could no longer be heard. It felt that when he heard Azam's words, a new wound would grow. Alina did not want to think about anything else but the safety of the baby.

Azam could not believe seeing how tough and strong this woman beside him was. The growing guilt made him say again.

"Why are you still doing all this? You should hate me now."

Without looking at Azam, Alina answered his words calmly. "I'm still your legal wife. Then I have to do my duty. Take it easy after 4 months we'll part ways well."

After saying that Alina went from there and left a void on her husband. Azam was speechless digesting Alina's words just now. Twice the wife said she would separate from him. Deep down, Azam did not want the separation to happen at all.

Somehow he couldn't and wouldn't agree to Alina's request.

"Have I hurt him too deeply? What's going on in my household now? Oh my God why is it getting worse?"

Racau Azam's. He did not expect Alina to say part from him. Perhaps his actions and behavior had hurt the second wife too deeply. Azam did not realize that Alina also had a heart and feelings that could not be played with just like that.

Moreover, the woman sincerely loved him. He even accepted to marry her and had to be a second wife and then become the talk of people. It was as if Alina was reciting the situation of Yasmin who was in severe pain.

However, Azam only gave a wound.

Alina just wants to fly free and get out of the golden cage and start a new life with the baby. He just wanted to let go of his feelings that were impossible to repay. Love, there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that Alina is too quick to judge and hopes Azam will see it, even if only briefly. But what he wants cannot be obtained.