Double-role

CHAPTER 50

After a long time they channeled feelings, Alina also released her link. The broad forehead was also leaning on the forehead of the husband. Both hands cupped his face flowing warmth and strength.

Their gazes met each other, smiles floating on the thick lips of the two. Without any words said Alina or Azam understood what was felt. Relief spread to form a red hue on each cheek.

Bak newlyweds Alina and Azam are bashful after what happened. "You never change, still sweet as you used to."

Alina further widened the curvature of her crescent moon when she heard the narration of Azam. "So much as you," she replied.

"I wish I could be with you forever. I love you so much, Alina."

As perkian increasingly seconds Alina was distanced to surprise the husband. He looked straight ahead where several stalks of flowers were dancing in the wind. Azam was made anxious to see his wife who was suddenly silent. Fear roared quickly and immediately clasped his hands tightly.

"Alina I ..."

"Mas already knows how I feel, right? From the past until now my feelings have not changed .." pause for a moment Alina turned her head back to make Azam confused. "I love you so much, Mas Azam is the only man I love. From childhood to adulthood Mas Azam who I always admired. He was like a great friend, brother, father. How could I possibly forget this feeling?"

Azam was hearing word for word clearly spewed from the wife's mouth. He was transfixed and fascinated by the beauty that God had presented right in front of his eyes. He was so moved that he did not expect to be able to witness the confession himself.

"I'm the luckiest man in the world and also the dumbest man. How can I spare a woman as good and sincere as you, Alina. I'm so sorry and I'm so sorry for everything that's been done. I ..."

Alina shook her head to stop her words. "Mas don't have to say that. The past goes behind. We still have a future there" he said, looking straight ahead.

Azam followed his gaze and watched the sky turn dark. One by one the stars sprang up and the moonlight shone on nature. "Mas see the moon up there?" tanya Alina while looking up.

Azam again followed him, "yes, I saw it."

"The light of the moon will be seen in the darkness of the night, although no one sees it it still gives its beauty. Sometimes the moon also appeared during the day, but the king of the day shifted the light. We just need to be in the right place to see how good we are. Because the moon and the sun have their own working hours, but the moon will be present during the day to meet the sun. Even though the sun cannot be present at night, the moon will remain faithful in waiting for the time of day."

Azam was moved and understood where the conversation was going. Alina was describing about them, where Azam was like the sun that always showed joy to everyone, while Alina could only be silent and hide herself. However, his silence held a million feelings for one man he admired.

Love does require sacrifice, but it must be released before it is bonded. Leave all these feelings to the One above, for God knows what is best. Until finally the scenario of God speaks, united or otherwise it has become a planned storyline.

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The kitchen that had been abandoned for five months is now in its hands again. He stood there and looked at the whole room clearly. Smiles also expand remembering the days have passed, many memories created there. Sour, sweet, bitter love was already felt, now in that house she was the only wife of Rusdyan Azam Zabran.

Instantly, the curvatures in both of his lips faded as Yasmin's shadow perched in memory. He looked down to hide the anxiety and sadness coming together. After all, his marriage would not have happened without the first wife's wishes.

"What are you doing, honey?" a soft word tickles the hearing.

A pair of burly arms was tightly coiled in his queen's belly. Alina saw him clingy and grabbed him tightly. Togetherness that he had long craved, now time to reunite in a state of runyam.

"It's nice to hear you call me that again, thank you," Alina said.

Azam immediately turned it around making them face each other. The views of the two meet each other diving into each other's clear irises. Alina still faithfully developed a sweet smile sweeping the handsome face of her husband.

Without the cue Azam instantly silenced the lips ranum the wife quickly. Alina was shocked half-dead by widening her perfect gaze. The union that her husband made was so sudden and her movements grew stronger.

Alina was overwhelmed and held both hands around the neck of the Azam level. Their bodies clenched against each other felt a long-lost warmth. Longing is also channeled through body language, impulsive movements that increase comfort.

After a few minutes Azam distanced himself with his sturdy arms still coiled around Alina's possessive waist. The warm gaze was still fixed on his halal partner with the roar of breath hunting each other intensely. The red hue present on their faces depicted happiness.

"I'm glad you're back in this house again, thank you for coming back with me. Honey, I love you so much" Azam said, wiping the top of his head.

Alina was transfixed, her husband's warm treatment so pierced the heart. His struggle so far has not been in vain the man he loves reciprocated to love him. "I'm not here to take Yasmin's place, but I'm here as your only wife" said Alina softly.

Azam nodded briefly and put a warm kiss on his wide forehead. Slowly, Alina closed her eyelids feeling the warmth that was again spreading. He was happy to be able to live the household as he should.

The storm has passed and the pain is only a memory. Now there is only the story of the two of them who will color the dark times of yesterday. However, it does not rule out the memory of Yasmin in the midst of them will definitely overshadow.

Alina understood, it was not easy to forget the first love just like that. He was also in that position when he was about to let go. However, without realizing it fate leads him to be with Azam. Marriage and being a second wife were never imagined, but that was what she had to live with.

The dual role in his path leads to happiness. Now the role was completely attached to her, being the real wife and mother to Azam and their two children. She hugged her husband tightly and inhaled the scent of mint that was emanating in Azam's sturdy body.

"I love you so much .. love you so much" Alina said. Azam smiled and returned his embrace no less tightly.