Love Behind In The Mirror Image (Mirror Shadow Admirer )
~Jihan VS Tifa
1 day after the incident at the cafe at that time, Jihan had not returned home to her husband back. Jihan wanted to neutralize her mood first.
"I have to be able to fight to get her. Because he is my husband. I should have had rights over him.
"I will continue to pray and try my best to make her love me. "into Jihan.
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That morning Rayhan awakens by his alarm, usually there is a Jihan who wakes up. Rayhan immediately got up and passed to the bathroom. After bathing Rayhan looking for the location of his clothes that will be used to the office.
"I don't even know what I'm fit to use today. Jihan used to provide my clothes.
Then Rayhan put on his shirt and the choice fell on a Coksu shirt, with a black suit. For Rayhan who is already looking handsome, it does not matter if wearing what kind of clothes, still his appearance will be so tempting to the eye.
Finished with the clothes, Rayhan went downstairs and walked to the dining table. It turned out that the dining table was also empty, there was nothing at all.
"There's usually food here, there's provisions too. But now there's no. The house was deserted because the woman was not here" Rayhan said.
Hungry stomach and without supplies, Rayhan left for the office with an empty stomach. Luckily the company cafeteria that day had provided various types of food and breakfast at that time was still so early in the morning.
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Jihan arrives at the gate of Rayhan Abryan Siddiq's mansion.
Jihan walked in and saw a quiet room no one but her.
"If only I had a child with Mas Rayhan, this house would be rame . "in Jihan look around.
The first thing Jihan did was sweep the house and clean up Rayhan's workspace. Washing Rayhan's clothes and ironing her husband's office clothes.
"I'll cook for Mas Rayhan, as my apology because I haven't been home for 2 days" said Jihan.
It's all done in Jihan, cooking, sweeping and washing. Jihan never complained about her job. For her a wife must wash her own clothes, cook and serve her husband well.
At 10 p.m., Rayhan came home. But Jihan had fallen asleep because she was waiting for Rayhan.
Unfortunately Rayhan did not go home alone that night, Tifa tailed behind him and forced to come along. For various reasons and his acting.
Rayhan did not know that Jihan had returned home, and was forced to bring Tifa into the house where she lived and also his wife.
"Ray, there's food . Is there a maid here ? "ask Tifa.
Rayhan was surprised how there might be food on the table. Suddenly he remembered Jihan
"Has Jihan returned ? "Inner Rayhan.
"Tifa, you just sleep in this room. Tomorrow I'll take you back to your house said Rayhan showing the guest room to Tifa .
With enthusiasm and a smile, Tifa also entered the room that is fairly magnificent. But still the room used by Jihan was the main room in this house.
Rayhan who was so hungry also ate with greed. And sure enough, Rayhan feels familiar with the taste. And it was already very clear of Jihan's cooking .
After finishing eating, Rayhan went up to the upper room and sanggaj in front of the door of the room in Jihan.
"Not in the key. "the inner.
Rayhan enters the room and searches for Jihan. It turns out that Jihan fell asleep on top of a chest and still uses mucena .
Rayhan opened the mucus that wrapped Jihan's body. It turned out that Jihan only used a fairly open negligee. Rayhan raised Jihan slowly so that her sleep was not disturbed.
Daster Jihan accidentally lifted up to show the skin of her thighs are so white and smooth.
Her long hair just unraveled, this was the first time Rayhan had seen Jihan without using her Hijab.
Rayhan swallowed his coarse Saliva, his Junior could-can live instantly. Just because I saw it without touching it.
Not wanting to be tormented by his orgasm that has reached to the crown, Rayhan immediately enveloped Jihan and went into the bathroom.
I don't know what Rayhan did in that bathroom, maybe fulfilling a desire he couldn't deliver.
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Adhan Fajr reverberated, Jihan woke up from her sleep.
"Didn't I fall asleep in a bed last night, and to my face, who opened it ?
Jihan kept thinking.
"Maybe last night I woke up unconscious" Jihan said.
Jihan woke up and immediately rebelled. As usual Jihan will pray and teach. Mercy with God, and still the same, continue to pray for her beloved husband without any recompense.
Always read the Surah of Ar-rahman.
"I opened my reading, calling your name Surah Al-Fatihah, hoping that your heart would be shaken with Surah Al-zaljalah. May your heart not be as hard as Surah Al-Hadid, so that I chant the gentle Ar-rahman, as your true heart is very soft.
Finished with prayer and teaching, Jihan cleansed her face and saved her Qur'an again.
Jihan reused her Hijab. And go to the kitchen to cook.
"Food is running out, fish and meat are no more . I'll just cook the fried rice " said Jihan.
In just 25 minutes, the fried rice is finished cooking.
"I'll put it on the dinner table" said Jihan.
Jihan put the food on the dinner table, then covered it with a serving hood.
"The day is still not bright, I will go to the back garden, the air must be very cool. "His words.
Jihan went to the back garden of the house, already two days Jihan did not visit her favorite park.
"Well, the roses are already blooming so beautifully. And the mango and its honey guava are also fruiting ranum "said Jihan with a smile and a very happy heart.
Jihan went back to the kitchen to get the basket. Ripe mangoes are selected one by one and also guava fruit is inserted into the fruit basket.
Jihan went back to the kitchen and washed all the fruit she had picked in the backyard. Then put it on the dining table.
"I love this flower so much, it's fragrant and it's so beautiful" said Jihan.
The blooming rose was in her scissors, about 6 stalks every one color. There are red roses and white roses.
Jihan went back up to the room and looked for a vase with transparent clear glass. Then put the white and red roses separately. One was placed in Jihan's room and the other on Rayhan's desk.
After finishing her activities, Jihan returned to her room to take a shower.
Jihan polished a little of her face with powder, not too thick. Then wearing a liptin as natural as possible. Wearing her Hijab back. His face that only wore natural powder looked very sweet.
When Jihan came down, Jihan accidentally saw a woman sitting at the dinner table and was eating fried rice cooked by Jihan.
"Who is he ? "in Jihan.
The closer Jihan approached, her heart was pounding and her hands began to tremble when she saw the woman she had seen at the cafe.
Jihan did not want to come closer to continue her steps, she chose to turn around and walk back towards her room. When Jihan was about to walk, Three saw her.
"Hey, where are you going ? Are you the maid in this house ? "ask Tifa.
Jihan's move came to a halt when Tifa said she was a maid. Jihan turned around and looked at Tifa.
"Eh. It turns out you're the woman who was at the cafe. What are you doing here ? "Oh, are you the maid here huh ? But why would Rayhan choose a maid like you ? "tifa said demeaningly to Jihan.
Jihan's performance was indeed lost to adult Tifa, their age was also adrift by 7 years. It's only natural that Jihan looks younger than Tifa and Rayhan.
Jihan did not want to take a dizzy speech Tifa, then passed from the presence of the woman. But Tifa deftly pulled Jihan's hand firmly.
"AWS. Be ill. "Collapse Jihan.
"You, cheap maid, like you can belittle in front of me. Don't you know I'm gonna be your mistress any minute. "snap Tifa.
"Sorry miss, like you're mistaken. I am not a maid. I am Rayhan Abryan Siddiq's Wife "Jihan said with a smile.
"Ha. "said Tifa laughing out loud and showed her face that belittled Jihan.
"You're his wife ? While this house does not display your wedding photos ? Your dreams are too high. The maid's base "said Tifa pushed Jihan to the floor.
Jihan painstakingly got up because of her aching leg due to being pushed by Tifa.
"I don't care if it's your husband. I'll snatch it back from you and make you a widow at your young age" said Tifa with a sly laugh.
"I'm not afraid, miss. Please 'cause in fact God will not facilitate the dirty intentions of women who want to damage the household of others. I will survive . I will treat you right now as a test . " said Jihan.
"Rayhan is mine. I was her lover. He sees it as just me. Only I can have her ", Tifa continued
"If he's yours, why would God leave him to me instead of you ? God knows what man does not know. Please fight Miss to get my husband.
How strong your struggle gets. Then my prayer will be stronger to withdraw that which is my right" said Jihan and passed from before Tifa.
"You. You cheap woman. "maki Tifa.
Jihan turned around and smiled at Tifa.
"Aren't those words supposed to be meant for you Miss ? "said Jihan smiling.
Tifa, who heard Jihan's words, died, upset her and threw the milk-filled glass against the wall.
It did not escape Rayhan's sight. Rayhan witnessed all the events today. There was a sense of salute in his heart seeing Jihan who answered every word of Tifa casually but very heart-stopping.
Rayhan did not care much about Tifa who was rampaging at the dining table.
Since two months back together with the woman, his nature is increasingly bar-bar only. Rayhan began to be uncomfortable with a rude attitude that likes to yell at others.
Rayhan approached the raging woman.
"Ray, why didn't you tell me you were married ? "tifa said.
"I'm married, you never ask me. This is my reason for not bringing you to this house." said Rayhan.
"Leave her and marry me" Tifa said pleading.
"I can't, she's my mom's choice. I'm not going to hurt your mom" explained Rayhan.
"The old woman always bothered me, I also never approved of Rayhan. "into Tifa.
"But you don't love him, do you ? Why must it survive ? Leave him " said Tifa.
"That's Tifa, you know I have a wife. The future is up to you" said Rayhan.
An upset Tifa threw back the glass on the dining table. But Rayhan still did not care about his angry actions.
Not wanting to see the real stripes, Tifa chose to leave Rayhan's house.
"I'll get back the fucking lady. I'm gonna get Rayhan to bend his knees to me. "Inner Tifa.
While Jihan who had looked strong, now her heart was broken. How could Rayhan bring that woman home.
Jihan was crying in the room, looking at her wedding photo on the dresser rack.
His mood was chaotic, sick, painful. Cannot be explained with words.
"Is it painful to love without being loved ? "jihan said to the wedding photo she was holding.
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