Double-role

CHAPTER 52 (Season 2)

Seven years later ........

The wheel of time continues to roll and each life runs like flowing water. Sour, sweet, bitter, bitter the journey of life has passed.

Many stories are passed as the years change many times. Canda, laughter, tears, become a complement to the written story.

God always has the best way and plan for each of His servants. Nothing escapes His supervision, be it a test or a definite trial behind it all there is good.

The dual role that has been done by an Alina Inayah makes her figure as an independent woman, strong, and patient.

She is a mother of two children, son and daughter. Both grew well in their care. Although Aqeela was not born from her own womb, Alina still thought of her as a biological child.

Raihan who inherits most of the father's blood is so like a betel nut in two. Sometimes Alina felt jealous of their resemblance, but she was grateful to be blessed with a son who was very independent.

For eight years he built a household with Azam. There have been many events after events that have passed together.

Yasmin left a few years ago to give a deep wound. Azam was depressed and did not accept the situation. However, patiently Alina continued to be beside him until the husband recovered.

Love also continues to grow over time, now their family is so harmonious as Alina aspired from long ago.

Falling in love at first sight is not easy, especially the man she admires marrying someone else.

But fate says something different. God brought them together again and united them in the bond of marriage. Although she was in second place, but Alina was grateful to be with her loved ones.

Smile continues to be engraved on the beautiful face, a wide black hijab protruding to the chest blown by the wind, he whispered softly if whatever happens patiently and sure should be the main foundation in the household.

Like a ship sailing on the high seas, a captain must run it well so that passengers can survive to the destination.

As a wife Alina strives as the best companion for her husband, Azam.

The clock has shown at half-five in the afternoon, dusk is present to accompany his solitude which is standing on the balcony behind the house.

In the midst of his loneliness he felt a pair of stocky arms coiled in his queen's belly. The smell of mint speaks to the sense of smell.

The crescent moon was fluttering again adding to its beauty, its hijab head lowered looking at the hands twisting there. Without a doubt he grasped tightly and leaned comfortably on the chest of the field of the husband.

"Darling, what are you doing here alone, hm?" azam asked as he placed his chin on his wife's right shoulder.

The affectionate call that was thrown from Azam's mouth flowed a red hue on both cheeks, even though they had been married for eight years, Alina was still not used to it.

"Darling, why are you still ashamed of me calling you that? My God, my wife is so cute, "Azam's worried.

He then turned Alina's body and then shower her white face with a kiss. The owner chuckled and tried to release Azam's grip. However, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to rival the strength of a man.

"Let go, you make me ticklish" said Alina, accompanied by laughter.

"I will never let you go" Azam replied.

Like magnets that attract each other, slowly their movements approach and instantly fuse with each other.

Under the twilight sky a harmonious scene was unfolding. A warm deck of body temperature each becomes opium draining blood and pumping a heartbeat that is too fast.

Close embrace incarnates to form a unity that does not want to be released. The stretched ribs give off the fragrance of martyrdom describing their love.

Too many wasted episodes full of tears. Unbelief drains a new feeling that is now settling down.

"Thank you, Mum. Having accepted me as your wife, I .. love you so much" Alina said, putting a light kiss on her husband's chest.

The touch was like an electric shock flowing into his heart, Azam smiled happily watching his wife continue to show her feelings.

"No need to thank me, I'm the one who should have said that. Thank you for staying this far. Your existence is like a priceless gift, God presents you as a complement to my life. I love you, Alina. Very ..." said Azam, then gave a deep kiss on Alina's wide forehead.

Their togetherness was not separated from the warmth of the king of noon who began to return to his contest. Orange scattering, orange melted into one gives a picture of God that is so amazing.

Under dusk, in the sweep of the afternoon breeze, the love story of Alina and Azam is formed into a sea of harmony. Love comes down to docking in the high seas named life.

"Dad, Mamah, until when do you want to stay together? Me and Raihan would join in, too." The delicate voice of the eight-year-old girl jolted the consciousness.

Azam and Alina let go of a hug and turned to the same object. Aqeela was holding her little sister, Raihan smiled warmly looking at her parents.

Alina has a great hue caught being exposed to intimacy in front of her baby.

"Dear, since when are you here?" tanyanya nervous.

"Since Mamah thanked Dad," Raihan replied, a second later turned to the brother, "Sister, I want to have a partner like Mamah," he continued innocently.

"Your little sister doesn't have to think about that now, it's still too far away. Brother before you," replied Aqeela.

The brief conversation left Alina and Azam laughing. They walked over and squatted down in front of her two hearts.

Alina also rubbed their heads warm while curling the perfect crescent moon.

"Mamah's children are very smart, until whenever we both love you very much," said Alina immediately hugged them and put a kiss on the top of each head.

Azam commented with a happy smile, after which joined them and held his family into a warm embrace.

The soothing aroma mixed into one, Alina could not stem happiness. Now complete his wish has been achieved with very similar.

"God has nothing wrong with your plans. Behind the ferocity of the trials You have given, Your favor is wonderful. Ms. Yasmin, I'm sorry .. because I love Mas Azam so much and don't want to lose him. I'm sorry if it took away your happiness, ma'am. I hope you are in the best place by His side. O God, thank you for all the gifts you have given. My God, I love this family so much" monologue Alina in silence.

No one knows what tomorrow will be like, it will be a mystery and it will have unexpected surprises. The rainbow will come after the storm, as well as a smile of happiness.