Marriage Without Love (Khanza Story)
Life after life
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"Bi ...." Kirana slammed into the arms of Abimana who was sitting next to her. She cried so hard that she made her husband feel anxious.
"What's the Bund? Why, Mother crying?" Abimana returned Kirana's embrace and gently rubbed her cute wife's back while giving a sense of calm.
"Well, don't stay mother! Anyway, I can't get ahead of you!" pinta Kirana.
"What does Mother mean? Dad doesn't understand." Abiman frowned. He really did not understand the words of his wife.
Instead of answering the question addressed by Abimana, the middle-aged woman returned to tears and buried her face in the chest of the husband's field.
"Well, don't stay mother! Better, the mother who first died, because the mother really could not afford to lose Father," Kirana said.
"Mother talk what the hell? Life and death are written in the book of Lauhul Mahfudz. So, we cannot ask or avoid His decree" said Abiman the wise.
"But Well - -"
"Sstttt, it's Bund. Don't talk about something that makes you sad! Better, we blend in with the others. Not even sitting in a corner like this. Later if there is a syaiton passing, how? I may want it again like last night" joked Abimana, who painted a red tinge on Kirana's cheek.
Kirana stretched her arms and then hit her husband's field softly.
"Isssshhh, what the hell is Well."
"Ehemmm, you're ugly if you cry." Abimana pulled out Kirana's sharp nose and wiped away the trail of tears that soaked the beautiful face of the soulmate.
"Don't cry anymore, Miss Abi's Choice!"
"But I have to promise, if the time comes, I have to invite you to participate. Mommy wants to live a life of paradise with Dad," said Kirana while staring fixed bead eyes that always saturate.
"If Allah wills, we shall live as a heavenly life, Bund. Most importantly, we continue our lives with gratitude. Has not God poured out countless joys after the test come to greet one another? I am so grateful to have such a lovely wife. Father is also very grateful, at our age that is no longer young, our love never fades, he said, even more growing even though our marriage does not start from a love story of lovers who are written beautifully," said Abimana while returning the gaze of the angel of the heart, Ayunda Kirana ... Wife Comel Choice Abi.
The attention of the two middle-aged was diverted when the voice of Chayra and Alif called out to them.
"Opa, Oma ...."
"Dad, Mother ...."
Abimana and Kirana immediately moved from a sitting position and greeted their grandchildren and adopted sons with a stretch of hands.
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Before stepping on the closing ceremony, Dylan and Dara split the parcel and some money to all the orphans present at the event. The two also shared cloth bags with neighbors. The cloth bags they shared contained rice, eggs, potatoes, and cooking oil because cooking oil (he said) was not rare.
At the end of the event, Fadhil raised both palms while offering pinta for baby Dirgantara and baby Diandra so that the two babies would grow up to be godly and godly children. The whole audience is married, not least a happy couple, Dylan and Dara.
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After attending the event held by Dylan, Rangga and Khanza returned to their palace. A palace built with sacrifice, struggle, and the magnitude of love ... Rangga Aditya Fairuz to Saqueena Khanza Humaira.
After cleaning the body, Rangga brought his two children to the back garden. While Khanza, he intends to cook favorite snacks beloved husband, onion ring and eggplant crispy.
"Mam-ma, baba." Rangga frowned when he heard the ramble of his two hearts. Both baby Azzam and baby Humaira, both can not say the word 'papa' let alone 'papi'.
"Pi, patient donk! Baby Azzam and baby Humaira are six months old. So it's natural that they can't say many words. In fact, they also have not been able to say the word 'mommy'," said Khanza while landing his body weight on a park bench, next to Rangga. He placed a plate of onion rings and crispy eggplant on the table.
"The fire was very patient, Mi. Even so patiently, the papi willingly wait for six full moons to hear baby Azzam and baby Humaira call the papi."
Khanza chuckled. The words of Rangga who impressed hyperbole successfully tickled his sense of hearing.
"Fire, those six full moons are less long. So, Papi has to be more patient" Khanza said as she stuffed crispy eggplant into her husband's mouth.
"Hmmm, for the sake of Mommy and the two baby boys, papi will try to be more patient."
"That's donk, Pi."
"Kiss first donk, Mi!" pinta Rangga while thrusting her cheek.
As if understanding the papi is launching a mode action, baby Azzam and baby Humaira act to attract the attention of both their parents. The two smart babies were fighting over each other's toys and in the end .. they were compact crying.
"Pi, because of Papi, the crying twins, right" Khanza said. He held out both hands to hold the body of the twins. He unbuttoned his clothes to give breast milk so that his two hearts stopped crying.
"Senengnya into two krucils," muttered Rangga while glancing at the two babies who were cool to drink milk.
"Can't do it, Pi?"
"Misache. Every cry, must have got rations. Try the cry papi, instead of being given rations but instead of being rewarded with pinch."
"Isshhh, what the hell is Pi. Don't o-mes! Fear of being heard by baby Azzam and baby Humaira you know," Khanza said. I want it to feel he rewards Rangga with a pinch of love. But what power? For both of his arms he used to concentrate the bodies of two little angels, the fruit of his struggle with the husband who was always diligent in making dough. Not just every night. But every time if there is an opportunity. Except when they're LDR. For LDRs, do not be singled out yes 🙊✌
Rangga chuckled softly. "O-mes isn't pa-pa, Mi. Baby Azzam and baby Humaira are still babies. So, they won't understand anything we're talking about."
Baby Azzam and baby Humaira release pu-ting Khanza. Both of them cried and reached out to Rangga while asking to be held by the papi.
With pleasure, Rangga grabbed the helping hand of baby Azzam and baby Humaira. Unsuspecting, he held both of his hearts.
"Oh no ...." Rangga squealed as his pants filled with the twins.
Rasain Pi, so do not think we do not understand the meaning of Papi's words. 🙄
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