Guarding the Heart

The Clinic

Hamish still remembered the words of his father-in-law. He was curious to know. There was actually a connection between his wife and cousin back then. Hamish held back his curiosity until their wedding was over. Hasna had to give him an explanation.

After their reception at a hotel, Hamish and Hasna stayed there. The newlyweds are now in the hotel room. Fragrant aroma burst forth, the hotel room that has been transformed into a bridal room makes the atmosphere look so romantic. Sprinkles of rose petals are still neatly arranged on the king size bed.

Hasna's heart was racing as she was alone with Hamish in the hotel room. The girl just came out of the bathroom. She saw her husband sitting on the edge of the bed still covered in rose petals staring at her.

"Why?" hasna asked the wrong way to get an intense look from her handsome husband.

"Sit here" Hamish said, patting the edge of the bed beside him.

Hasna according. He was now beside Hamish with a rumble in his chest.

"May I ask you something?" said Hamish glanced at the bowed Hasna.

"Just ask?"

"What did your papa say about Dimas?"

Deg. This time Hasna's heart pounded not because it was very close to Hamish but because of the question from her husband.

"Hm. Papa used to match me with papa's friend's son Dimas. But he refused our arranged marriage after his father died and married the woman he had long loved, Adinda, my friend was alone" Hasna replied honestly. He doesn't want to hide anything from Hamish.

Hamish smiled. "It is fortunate that Dimas refused the match because you are my soul mate" Hamish smiled and pulled Hasna's hand into his.

Hasna hopes Hamish does not ask Adinda or Dimas and tells how she used to be blinded by pseudo-love to willingly become Dimas' second wife.

"Why would you marry me?" ask Hasna.

"Why do you want to accept Brother's proposal?" Hamish asked back.

"aaah. His people, he's behind his nanya" exclaimed an anxious Hasna. Hamish chuckled and dropped his body on the bed and pulled Hasna down next to him.

The handsome man locked Hasna with both hands while looking at her beautiful face.

"There is no need for an answer, it just needs to be proven now" said Hamish close his face and then put his lips on his wife's lips.

The love of both of them can feel each other. The unification of the body on the rose petals became the beginning of their halal love story.

***

Hasna was ironing the clothes she was going to wear tomorrow.

Drett. Drett. Drett

"Na, there's a phone call" Hamish called looking at his wife's phone that read.

"Please lift up first, Bang. This responsibility. At the loud speaker so I can hear it" Hasna said.

Hamish grabbed his wife's phone and swiped the green button.

"Assynolajet. Na, how did the hot lingerie gift from me and Adinda yesterday have been worn yet. Hamish must have pounced on you. Hahaha.Oya, that style has been practiced not so that you can quickly get momongan" Sinta nyerocos voice from across there.

Hamish scrunched his forehead listening to the babbling of his wife's friend. While Hasna's face was met with red. He put down the iron and immediately grabbed his phone in Hamish's hand, before Sinta spoke more.

"Sin, it's been a while, yeah, I've been busy. Assalamualaikum" Hasna immediately hung up the phone call from Sinta.

"Why else would I have Bang Hamish pick up the phone from Sinta?" inner Hasna.

"Here, my brother's clothes have been ironed" Hasna said. Her husband is back at work today. While he himself will be in the office tomorrow.

"Cock, not yet worn?" ask Hasna wonder.

Hamish pulls Hasna's slender waist up to her body. "How about if we practice the style that your friend told you about" whispered Hamish smiling.

"G ... Brother!!!" hasna's cheeks met red while pushing Hamish's chest. But what power, he has no power to keep away the body of the handsome creature who wants him.

***

W

actu keeps passing. Adinda's leave does not feel like it's over. He will be back to teaching at school.

At the dinner table

"Tomorrow I've entered work again, Ma" Adinda told her in-laws.

"No problem. Zain let mama take care" said Mirda. "Mama is at home. If you look at Zain's new grandfather with your mother, Din."

Baby Zain's age is three months old, being funny. Her father-in-law was willing to hand over baby Zain to her mother.

Finish breakfast and clean up the dining table. Adinda followed Dimas into the room. Baby Zain was already in her in-laws' hands.

"Where is my black das?" tanya Dimas saw Adinda just enter the room.

"Yes, in the closet, Mom. In ordinary places, time does not meet, anyway" replied Adinda approached Dimas who was busy looking for his tie.

"Nothing" said Dimas.

Adinda just remembered that the folds of clothes two days ago are still in the folds of clothes, he has not moved to the closet.

"Wear the other one first, Mas" Adinda advised. "Now, that navy color also fits, really."

Adinda picked up a navy tie and directly draped it to Dimas' neck.

"Tomorrow it's work again, nih" looked at Dimas.

"Hmm, I've missed meeting with my students and friends" Adinda smiled as her hand pinned Dimas' tie.

Dimas wrapped both his hands around Adinda's waist. "Will you take me? Or bring your own car?" ask Dimas.

"If I bring my own car, aren't you afraid that I'll drop by?" Adinda placed both hands on Dimas' chest after finishing pairing the tie.

Adinda can bring her own car. Her parents taught her during her time off. Dimas was silent while observing the face of Adinda who was teasing him.

"Hm ..." Dimas seemed to think long. He couldn't have always picked up his wife. But leaving Adinda free to use the car made her worry.

"Hows it? He thought for a long time" said Adinda blushing her lips.

"Mmm, I'll keep dropping you off. If I'm busy and can't pick you up, you can bring your own car" Dimas replied.

Adinda smiled amusedly. He knew Dimas would not let himself carry a car every day. She would rather be picked up by her husband. That togetherness is more pronounced. It is not that Adinda feels independent because she depends on her husband.

After having children, Dimas was more protective of Adinda. He who has seen the struggle of his wife gave birth to his baby, making him appreciate the woman who became his companion after a life of heaven.

***

END