Khadijah the Angel of My Heaven

Chapters 15. Divorcement

Alia nodded as well.

"It's gonna hurt a little, but I'm gonna do it as gently as I can, so just hold on for a second!" he said again and Alia nodded again.

She was scared and anxious but curious that whack her chest was so big, and today was the day that was always eagerly awaited, being the real wife for the husband.

"Akh!" Alia moaned with the pain, she grabbed the husband's black hair firmly, as her defense gate was forcefully slammed by her husband.

At first it was very painful but over time it became a great pleasure, a pleasure that never both felt, it really felt like floating. And now Alia has turned into a woman not a girl anymore.

Alia's body was warm again and her face was seen blushing because it burned g41r4h.

Long time uniting them, giving and receiving each other, mentioning each other's names with affection. And finally they get a release and fly into the clouds simultaneously.

Azril continued to hold his wife into his arms, indeed he did not want to go even a bit from the wife, his woman had made him feel the pleasure of the world that everyone on this earth always craved.

"Thank you baby, I love you so much" Azril said as he peeked at his wife's head in a row.

Alia did not listen to the husband's declaration of love because she was too tired and fell asleep.

***

Early in the morning Alia began to open her eyes, she saw the husband who was still asleep while hugging him.

Last night was amazing for him, finally they did their first night even in the wrong place and at the wrong time, when he had to fight against hypothermia that attacked him, but it is precisely the husband who has saved his life in a beautiful and scrumptious way.

A happy and flowery feeling filled her chest, although she did not know how her husband felt to her but she was grateful that in the end her husband wanted to touch her.

As Alia was about to leave slowly from her husband's arms and put her clothes back on, Azril woke up.

"Where are you, baby?" ask Azril.

Alia turned her head and covered her plain chest with a blanket.

"I want to wear a sock," said Alia who was nervous and happy was amazing because the husband called her 'honey'.

"You just shut up in the blanket, let me get you your clothes! Because the air is still very cold" Azril said.

"Good Brother,"

Azril looked for Alia's change of clothes in the woman's bag, and after finding her he came back closer to the wife.

As she was about to dress up for the wife, Alia prevented her.

"Let me wear my own sister" said Alia timidly.

"Why baby? Let me put it on! Are you ashamed?" tanya Azril looked intensely at the face of the wife who was blushing.

Alia could only nod while looking down.

Azril was so very anxious with the beautiful and innocent Alia, the girl was still shy when last night they had seen everything with each other.

"Tune yourself with me dear, for every day we will see each other's beauty, '" Azril teased the wife.

Alia glanced at her husband with a face that was increasingly blushing, she was surprised to hear if her husband planned to repeat it again every day, really just imagined his heart was so happy. Is that a sign that the husband already loves and accepts it fully? So he thought in his heart.

The longer he saw his wife embarrassed like that made ga1r4h Azril appear suddenly but he could only hold it, then he immediately proceeded to put clothes on his wife, I forgot to put on his thick jacket.

And Alia could only obey, but her heart was so nervous because it was still not used to it.

After finishing fully dressed with hijab as well, Azril also put on his clothes again.

When Alia was about to stand up, the pain in the core of her body was still slightly felt.

"Akh!" groaning slowly.

"Is it still very painful, dear?" Azril panic.

"It's okay, sister, just a little sore." Alia lied a little for fear that her husband was getting anxious.

"It looks like we can't continue the climb baby, I'll call my men who I'm assigned to wait at the basecamp to pick us up by vehicle to get downstairs." said Azril who immediately came out of the tent.

"But sister, the climb so failed because of me" said Alia felt bad.

"Dear, we've climbed here a lot, so it doesn't matter if we fail to reach the top. Next time we can climb again together. Besides, it looks like Shinta can't continue because her legs hurt, so we should all go back home."

Alia nodded as well.

Azril came out of the tent and called his friends to wake up.

All woke up and out of the tent, they approached Azril who had been standing outside the tent.

"What's Ril?" ask Gilang.

"We should all be ready to go home, my wife is sick, we can't possibly go on to the top."

"Shinta's legs are still sick, I'm worried that if forced to walk later it will swell." said Irfan.

As Azril re-entered the tent, Alia was seen putting her clothes and her husband's wet clothes in the pouch.

"Is everything in, baby?" ask Azril.

"Sister," Alia smiled sweetly.

Azril who saw his wife smiling sweetly like that really could not bear to men**m pink lips of the wife. A flash of their romance shadow last night suddenly appeared in Azril's brain.

"Goup!"

He said** the wife's lips and gently wiped them.

While Alia who got a surprise attack can only resign, her heart is happy and flowery.

After a few minutes, their link finally came off because they were running out of oxygen.

"Sorry baby, I just can't stand your beautiful lips." Azril felt bad.

"It's okay brother, whatever brother did to me.. L'm.. Like!" Alia admitted with a timid smile.

"Goddessa baby.. Please don't lure me into attacking you this time!" azril said in a frustrated tone, he really had to refrain from doing far more for his wife.

"Well!" Alia doesn't understand.

"Fishing what brother?"

"It's okay, baby! Let's get out, we gotta clear the tent!" pinta Azril shifted her conversation.

Alia nodded and followed her husband.

Alia and Azril exited the tent, they also saw Irfan and Gilang had already started to dismantle their tent.

Shinta who saw Alia out of the tent then approached the woman by walking limping.

"Al!" call Shinta.

Alia turned to Shinta and immediately ran over and looked at the woman.

"Thank you so much for saving me Al," Shinta smiled sweetly at Alia.

He was very impressed with the hijab woman, even though Alia was younger than him but Alia was very kind and mature.

"By the same brother, fellow friends must help each other right!" Alia returned Shinta's smile, "Oia how did big brother hurt?" alia asked as she looked at Shinta's legs which were covered with gauze and plaster.

"Alhamdulillah is better Al,"

"Alhamdulillah.."

Azril and Irfan who saw the familiarity of their respective partners felt very happy and touched. Although Azril and Irfan were friendly, but their friendship was like Tom and Jerry when they met, because they always had different opinions and thoughts but now their lover even looks familiar and getting closer, it's funny they think.

In less than an hour they had finished cleaning their tents and other equipment while waiting until their invitation came.

***

In a fancy restaurant, Arabic. Mr. Faruq was sitting opposite his three younger siblings. Mr. Faruq's three younger siblings wanted to meet his brother without the knowledge of Mr. Faruq's wife or son.

"You want to see me any more?" asked Mr. Faruq with a flat face. He was already not sympathetic to his three younger siblings anymore because they did not respect Pak Faruq as their eldest brother.

"Bang Faruq has really changed! Like not my brother anymore!" said Mr. Fadil his youngest brother.

"Remember this too because of your own attitude! You never respected me as your oldest brother!" Mr. Faruq reminded.

"Did you know, because the other day Fara was divorced by her husband, all because of Brother's son who knew and pretended to be the hero!" farhan said with annoyance, while Fara pretended to cry bitterly.

"A.. Whahuh? You divorced your husband Far?" Mr. Faruq was surprised to see his crying sister then replied with a nod.

"Astaghfirullah Hal'adhim.. You did not expect the consequences could be fatal like that Fara, forgive Abang Far!" Mr. Faruq looked at his sister with guilt.

Fara rushed into her brother's arms, and cried there.

"Calm my sister! You will protect and protect you and your children!" said Mr. Faruq stroking the head of Fara the younger brother.

Fara has two children who still need the affection of her parents, her first son is 14 years old and her second daughter is 9 years old. Fara is 37 years old herself. She had been used to living a luxurious life since childhood so it would be difficult for her if she did not have a husband who was able to sustain her luxurious lifestyle.

"Now you realize, isn't this all because of who? Fara lost her husband and her children lost her father because of the arrogant brother's son!" farhan said to corner his brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Fara! Brother will meet all your needs and your two children, but please keep this matter secret first from your son and wife." asked Mr. Faruq.

Fara also nodded.

"Abang just doesn't want to choose one of you, because your love for you and for them is just as great."

Fara nodded, her face still in a sad fashion but her heart was in a joyful cheer. At least even though she is divorced from her husband, but she will get luxury from her brother.