LOVE NARA

2.38. WHAT'S UP WITH YOU

At dawn Indra awoke. He saw the wife was still asleep in a position that did not change from the beginning, hugging her body and cushioned her arms.

The numbness in her upper arms was ignored as she stared at the calm face of Rizka who was adorned with a thin smile at the corner of her lips.

"I love you for nothing, honey. Don't ever change and remain my adorable wife."

Slowly Indra kissed the top of his wife's head with a happy smile that rose perfectly on her lips.

Still beautifully imagined in his memory, as last night they began more physical closeness than ever.

A close embrace that does not seem to want to be released from each other, adds to the warmth of the atmosphere of the union of their lips full of tenderness and affection.

There's nothing more they do last night than hold a hug and kiss warmly to enjoy their first night as newlyweds.

After that, they rested and slept together for the first time, without performing the usual first night ritual.

Indra and Rizka agree to do so when they are fully born and ready. No pressure, no compulsion, no more fear and anxiety.

Rizka who felt a warm touch on her forehead, slowly opened her eyes and realized that her husband had woken up first.

"Nr ...."

His soft voice sounded heavy as he had just woken up from his sleep. Sleep comfortably in the arms of the much-loved man, who has officially become her husband now.

His head was raised upwards, staring at Indra's face adorned with a happy smile, welcoming his wife who had woken up in their first morning as a husband-wife.

With a slow and careful movement, the man pulled his hand from under the wife's head and replaced it with a pillow on it.

His body was slightly raised with a tilted position facing towards Rizka's body that was lying beside him.

Rizka's hands hugged her husband's waist, with Indra's left hand also coiled over her stomach. While the man's right hand caressed his face with the touch of the tip of his fingers.

"Good morning, dear." One early morning opener kiss docked on Rizka's forehead and continued with a brief kiss on her bibirmya.

"Good morning, Brother." Rizka replied with her blushing face.

"Sorry I woke you up. Though your sleep was still very slumbering earlier."

Indra pulled over the strands of hair that covered his wife's face and tidied them behind his ears. Kissing the two cheeks ranum Rizka alternately, making the entire face of the young woman more reddened and warmed.

"I'm used to getting up this early, brother. And now I'm your wife. I must learn to be a good wife and prepare all your daily necessities."

"Thank you for your understanding and attention." Once again Indra kissed his wife's forehead with a sincere heart.

Then she pulled her body into a sitting, followed by Rizka beside her.

"We get ready for the Fajr congregation first, dear."

Rizka nodded then shifted her body up to the edge of the bed to then stand up. From the opposite side Indra has stood to take turns purifying himself in the bathroom.

After the two were ready and the time had come, they immediately finished their first Fajr with a heart filled with serenity and happiness.

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In another town, in her room, Alya folded her prayer mat and placed it on a small bench nearby.

He was finally able to sleep soundly in the room he had left for almost a week.

Today she entered work during the day, so she chose to lay her body back on the bed.

Some of the latest news appeared on the homepage of his account, including news and photos of the seminar activities he participated in yesterday.

As her index finger moved over the screen to look through the news, her beautiful eyes were glued to a photo that immediately grabbed her attention among several other photos.

"Navy ...." Her lips muttered in plain words the name of her former lover.

Alya pulled her finger and looked at the photo more closely. Her lips held a smile without taking her eyes off the photo of Ardi which she quickly saved into the mobile phone gallery.

The photo was taken when Ardi was on stage and was delivering his material in front of hundreds of young doctors who were outstanding yamg participants in the seminar of the national profession.

"I purposely didn't photograph you there so as not to remember you again after coming home. But right now, I'm getting this really charming picture of you."

Alya knew, she should not keep a photo of the man who had become the husband of another woman, even though there was never the slightest intention in her heart to take Ardi from his wife.

"I'm sorry, Di. I really don't mean anything. I hope that after this we will never meet again, that my heart may be at peace again in this solitude, and that you may hold your happiness with your little family there."

Alya smiled looking at Ardi's smile in the photo. The smile that used to be always there for her, the smile that always calmed her heart every time they were together.

The smile was no longer for her, no longer hers. The smile had been fixed for another woman that the man had loved now and forever.

"I will always pray for your happiness, Di. As sincere as my heart is, that's all I expect from you after our first separation. Your happiness is my happiness too."

Meanwhile, Ardi, who was happily gathered with Flowers and Aura in their room, suddenly remembered Alya in a cross of his mind just now.

The man felt like he was also being remembered by Alya. Sensitivity is never wrong, if it's about her ex-boyfriend.

"What's wrong with you there, Al? Are you thinking about me too?"

Ardi let out a long breath to dispel those undue thoughts. The man was fully aware, his life was now Flowers and Aura, no longer Alya.

"Are my feelings right, if there's something you've always hidden from me? But about what?Is that a bad thing, Al?"

By continuing to hold Aura in his arms, Ardi tried to shake off the turmoil of his heart about the woman he should never have thought of again.

"Although I don't know if my feelings are right or wrong, but I hope you're always okay there, Al. May God keep you in good and happiness forever."

Ardi smiled as his wife grabbed him from behind. He put away his worries and bad thoughts about Alya.

"What's up, honey? Why are you hugging me so hard? Are you jealous of our beautiful daughter, whom I hold dear, I hug and I kiss all the time?"

His right hand was raised up and then rubbed the head of the Flower that was leaning on his shoulder.

"Maybe I'm jealous of my own son, Mas. Even if I'm jealous, I'll be jealous of another woman you might be thinking of."

Deggg...!!! Ardinya's heart was racing to hear the words of his wife who actually only meant jokes, without knowing what he was really thinking.

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