HIJRAH IS LOVE

Chapter 59. Mother Connect

"Mas, don't talk like that. The one that came was your mother. Is it true that I'm with my mother?" ask Aisha gently. Fear of her husband getting angry.

Ghibran loosens his tie. Aisha approached her husband. The woman asked her daughter to take a bath.

"Darling, you can shower yourself, son?" ask Aisha.

"Can dong, Mi. My mom is manjain. I'm a strong and smart boy" Syifa replied enthusiastically.

"You take a shower first. We'll have dinner soon. Mami also wants to take a shower after a short talk with Papi, "Aisha replied.

"Yes, Mi." Syifa got up and kissed Aisah's cheeks and Ghibran's.

Aisha accidentally asks her daughter to take a bath so as not to hear the chatter of her and her husband. Whatever they're going to talk about is her grandmother. He did not want Syifa to be afraid and hated by the middle-aged woman.

Aisha leaned on the chest of her husband's field. She can smell the body odor of her husband that she really likes. Since pregnancy, this body odor that he always misses.Sleep in the man's chest deck while smelling his body odor.

"Darling, you're spoiled. I love it when you do, " said Ghibran, hugging his wife tightly.

"Mas, are you really angry with mom for defending me?" ask Aisha. The ghibran replied by nodding his head.

"Mas, I'm happy and happy to hear you standing up for me. I'm really happy. However, I don't want to just because of me you're an ungodly child. You were angry and yelled at mom because of me. Remember Mas, God's ridho depends on his mother's riddho," said Aisha again.

"She's not my real mother" Ghibran replied quietly. However, it can still make Aisha surprised to hear it.

Aisha woke up from her sleep and looked at her husband's face intensely. He hopes Ghibran can explain without asking. The man pulled the wife's body back into the chest of his field. He kissed the head of the woman he loved so much.

"My mother died giving birth to me. My fate and Syifa are the same. I just think Syifa is luckier to have a connecting mother like you. Not that I want to say that Mother Nur is evil. She's kind. From the time I was three years old, she took care of me and cared for me. He loves me like his son. I love her like my own mother. I respect her, but I don't want to anymore because of mother's fault, to lose the woman I love again. But, unfortunately, it makes the mother so possessive" said Ghibran.

The ghibran again kissed his wife's cheek. He had promised, there were no more lies between them.

"When my grandmother died, my mother took me to the city knowing I was dating Alya. He did not like it because he thought Alya had a bad influence. He heard from the neighbors that Alya often went to the grandmother's house" Ghibran said.

The ghibran took a deep breath. He recalled leaving Alya without news because the mother forced him that day into the city. The woman also changed her phone number. As a child, Ghibran followed his mother. Not suspect if in the village Alya is pregnant and has often tried to contact but can not. Ghibran told Aisha everything without covering anything up.

"I don't accept that you interfere in my family matters. I don't want to lose you, honey. I'm not fighting mom either. But I reminded him that his words and words were wrong."

"Mas, I thank you," said Aisha slowly.

"Thank you for what, honey?" ghibran asked in astonishment.

"Thank you for loving me. The things you have done for me are amazing. I don't know how to thank you. Thank you very much, my husband. May God always take care of our love" said Aisha. Her tears involuntarily dripped from the corner of her eyes.

Ghibran wiped away the tears of his wife. Smacked eyes. Nose, and straight to the lips. The initially gentle kiss became demanding. The man I*lu*mat his wife's lips. Aisha replied. They play with each other's tongue.

As the two were engrossed in his tongue play, Syifa walked in and stared at the two without a blink. The little girl stood glued to see what her parents were doing.

"But why bite Mami's lips?" ask Syifa with her song.

The ghibran immediately released their pagutan. Looked at Syifa's face with a smile. Aisha immediately hid her face into the blanket.

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