Girl For The Widow

Chapter 41's

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Habibah looked at Rizqy who was enjoying her food. There is hope and hope there.

"meaning? Want to get married again?" ask Habibah seriously.

Rizqy stopped her mouthful. Now his attention was turned to Habibah who was waiting for an answer with anxious hope. Rizqy smiled happily a moment later nodding her head in response.

"Yes if you allow it with pleasure Mas will realize it as soon as possible." Rizqy continued with the words to affirm her wish.

Habibah stopped eating his food. Somehow her husband's sudden desire made her tasteless. His heart was very sick with what Rizqy said. He asked her to share her heart. It was so heartfelt that her husband.

"People's mas." Habibah said softly trying to withstand the turmoil of his heart. She could not believe that her husband was trying to break her heart.

"Mas can't bear to see it, Mas feel able to share and Mas sure you are also able to sincerely," said Rizqy seriously. He tried to hide his happy smile.

"Mas is no longer kidding, is he?" Habibah tried to hold back his tears that seemed to want to spill. What the hell is going on? why suddenly her Husband had been captivated by another Girl. What because it captivates birds. That obviously doesn't make sense.

"You know that this is not a joke. So please allow this Masmu to share. Please dear, will you please? we will both get a reward and they will get happiness" said Rizqy seriously. He looked at Habibah expectantly so that his wish, Habibah allow.

Habibah fell silent, unable to listen to her husband's wishes anymore. It's only been a few days since their wedding is old but why quickly Rizqy wants to share her life with another Woman.

The woman left her husband. He brought pain to his heart.

"Why, why do you love?" Rizqy. He grabbed the body and took it in his arms.

Warm, the warmth was still felt. He tries to rebel but Rizqy clings to him.

"You cry, baby? why, moved ya?" rizqy wiped Habibah's tears gently. He smiled, a very warm twinkle of flavor still visible there.

"Mas, why would you want to share your heart with another girl?" asked Habibah sobbing. He tried to squeeze his chest tight.

"Indeed Mr. Ahmad had his daughter, How did he not say?" rizqy asked by forming her ignorant smile.

"Huh?"

hahahaha

Rizqy chuckled, not expecting his charade to succeed to make his wife believe that she wanted to be double.

Habibah looked at her husband with a confused look and was injured.

Rizqy did not explain, she prefers to hold her lips together to channel the taste that is always there for her girl. Habibah is still confused, he just accepts whatever is now happening without being able to resist and unable to fight.

Once satisfied, Rizqy let go.

"The permission to share the heart is not to share the love or share the Husband. When did you say that?" Rizqy explained the meaning of the word that made her launch her prank action.

"So Mas said if I allow it, as soon as possible it will be realized" said Habibah with a disappointed look.

"That's right, there's nothing wrong! but Mas didn't assert permission for what? Mas did not say permission to remarry" said Rizqy.

Habibah digested all the words spoken by her Suamin. It is true, not specifically he said it but the words seemed to lead in that direction, permission to share and double up.

"If you allow Mas to remarry, I'm okay. But you're the one who has to find the girl for Mas. If you do not want to share Husband Mas also do not want to share love for others. I don't want to hurt you, baby." Rizqy continued the explanation.

"So Mas fucked me?" asked Habibah annoyed.

"Aren't you directing," said Rizqy smiling ignorantly.

"Evil."

"Sorry."

Rizqy regains his wife's body, leading her on a Couch. They sat there together, Rizqy resting on his wife's lap. He stared at that shady face with a radiance full of love.

He closed his eyes and within his closed eyes he returned in a bitter memory.

"Mas used to fall in love with a girl in college. You could say first love. Our relationship is serious even planning to get married after college. But what happens, Mas tells him he is cheating with good friend Mas. Even Mas saw with his own eyes that he was relating Husband Wife without any halal ties. Seeing that Mas canceled the wedding. He did not accept and blamed Mas who was unable to give happiness to him. I try to keep it and not touch it until it is completely halal. Apparently he wants that freedom."

Rizqy started telling stories. His gaze could not be separated from Habibah's face. The woman stroked Rizqy's hair. That soft hand made Rizqy comfortable and feel calm.

"That's why Mas shut himself off from the opposite sex. I used to hear rumors that Mas was heartbroken because he was left married by his Wife Candidate, is it true Mas?" Habibah finally asked the gossip that had hit her husband.

"So you heard that rumor?"

Habibah.

"Not entirely true, nor deny that Mas turned out to be heartbroken and afraid to go into a relationship with a girl. In the end there is a girl who is able to touch the heart of a Rizqy and wants it. That girl is you" Rizqy said bluntly.

"Why Mas still keeps love for me when for five years we separated. And during the breakup with Jessi's mom, Mas didn't look for my replacement?" ask Habibah. She was curious about her husband's feelings of love for the five years that passed.

"Either why Mas strongly believes that you are able to take care of yourself let alone see your changes when we first meet again. You look elegant and beautiful with a hijab that you wear. I am falling in love." Honestly, Rizqy admitted during parting with Habibah he was not able to escape from the girl.

Rizqy was silent, she took a deep breath and then threw it away slowly as a way of calming down.

Long enough Rizqy was silent, he still stared at Habibah's face as closely as possible. Habibah's hand still faithfully stroked Rizqy's hair.

"Wina Winanta is a former Mas," Rizqy said in the end. There was a bit of bitterness trying to suppress it.

Habibah was surprised, she did not expect that the Woman was the former of her Husband.

"Vienna Winanta?"

"Yes, you definitely didn't expect any of this, did you? I didn't expect it either, but that's the truth. Vienna does not accept that Mas cancel the wedding. He was vengeful because that's why he approached Mamiq and tried to seduce him in various ways until finally trapped until now. Because Mamiq's betrayal made Mama depressed. Moreover, the behavior of Vienna that took over everything, making Mama worse. The peak of pain we experienced occurred at the time Mamiq drove us away and preferred the Woman. The woman managed to destroy Mas's parents' household. In the end Mama died because she was unable to bear the pain."

Rizqy ended the story, unconsciously the corner of her eyes drained tears. He's been trying to be strong but in reality he's very fragile.

He wiped away the tears to be invisible to his wife.

"Honey, I don't want to betray you let alone present a third person in our household. I know what it's like to be betrayed, hurt and disappointed by that disloyalty. As much as possible Mas will maintain our togetherness and hope God will always maintain the integrity of our household." Rizqy expressed his hope that he wanted to achieve with Habibah.

"Aamiin's."

Only that can be said because Habibah is not able to contain feelings. As much as possible he dispelled but in the end spilled. She cries as a way of venting fear because of her love for Rizqy.

"Mas, Really?"

"Yes, really In Shaa Allah." Quickly answered.

"Mas won't promise you grandiose things but Mas is trying to make you happy. I hope you understand if it turns out that it does not match what you want," he promised.

"Yes, I'm willing to live as long as I'm with Mas Rizqy."

Rizqy smiled, the view he had not shifted from Habibah's face as if there was the center of his life.

"I love you Habibah, hold this heart that is stored in love for you." Then Rizqy said. His heart sincerely said that, because he wanted to do that. Relieved to put the taste just for Habibah.

Tears were spilled again, could not bear him lowered his head to unite himself. The lips become one. Rizqy welcomed him with wanting more.

Ah sweet while all those flavors overflow in touch.

Warm, the corner of Rizqy's heart felt it. He closed his eyes enjoying the kiss that the Wife did the longer the more wild uncontrollable.

Ah Habibah, what have you done? you managed to drain the taste until the bones are actually crushed. Melting a lump of pain that has long been sitting in the heart. Scrape all the burden that with the heart squeezed this chest all this time. You know, it feels loose now.

Tired of my silent life with wounds. Your present now bandages it though not entirely the pain goes away. But I'm sure the more days erode as we get together.

Accompany me dear, accompanied by this self who pretends to be strong but turns out to be fragile inside. I just want you to stand by me who's actually friends in danger.

You have to be able to love if something happens to me someday. Hold me as hard as you can.

The long sentence echoed but was not heard by Habibah. She further deepened that touch on her warm lips.

Along with tears that trickle, the favor blends. Rizqy involuntarily shed tears. I don't know what that means? is he releasing the pain and wounds that have been suffering all this time.

He lost his mother, that was the hardest blow for him. Not that he is not sincere, he certainly knows it is His decree. But it was her mother's suffering that left her deeply hurt. His mother suffered because she was so great she held love. The woman loved a man so much that he made her lose her direction and then slumped and took her pain away. Perhaps it was better for her, at least apart from the wound due to the betrayal of the beloved Husband.

Rizqy recalled that, she cried because she had not been able to give happiness to Mom.

His name he called in his heart along with a sense of tightness that suddenly burst forth. Can't stand the sound of it sobbing in the ears. Prayers were said in my heart to his beloved mother.

Habibah released the pagutan. Although Rizqy won't let go. He looked, Habibah realized that. The woman returned to fulfilling that desire because she realized her Husband was no longer okay.

"Mas, I know Mas is crying but doesn't want me to know. I know Mas keeps the wound as much as possible." Habibah. She did not escape her husband's wishes. Maybe that's his way of venting the pain in his heart that's been covering him for years.

Hap hap hap.

In the end, the emotional link was released. Rizqy smiled with a warm smile from Habibah. The woman's soft hands removed the trace of pleasure that was attached to those lips, wet.

She also wiped away the tears she had shed in her husband's eye.

"It's okay Mas Rizqy cried. I'll remove it for Mas, at least the droplet takes the pain away."

Rizqy nodded as she enjoyed the delicate hand that had taken hold of her face.

"Mas is tired, wants to sleep," Rizqy said, forming a smile. After saying that he closed his eyes.

"I will accompany Mas" Habibah said as she stroked Rizqy's face gently. Letting the man be lulled in a dream.

"Mas I don't yet understand the meaning of the word heart-sharing? What do you want to do?" that question he had not yet told Rizqy.

Seriate.