My Secret Love's

Submissive Wife

Azzam silently heard his wife's words. He prefers to embrace his wife.

Halwa took off her husband's embrace and looked at Azzam fixedly, “Mas did not want to ask what I mean?” ask Husna.

Azzam looked at his wife and then shook his head, “For what mas asked. I'm sure if you want to make a confession, you'll tell me everything. Without having to force it. I'm just waiting for your confession.” reply Azzam.

Husna also smiled and then put his head back on the shoulder of the husband, “Mas, not when we first became a married couple when in the rooftop of my residence at that time. I once asked the reason why I called me Azarine and the reason why I wanted to be the only one who called me by my first name. Mas wanted to call me by an unusual name called by people around me.” Husna.

“But I also remember not what my answer was then?” husna asked.

“You said that no one had ever called a mas back then. Mas is not the first person.” Azzam replied that he never forgot what he had been through with his wife. He remembers everything every minute and every second. He doesn't want to lose his memories again.

Husna nodded at the reply of her husband, “Hum, right. Don't you wonder who that guy is? Why didn't I ask?” husna looked at her husband.

“I-it's because--”

“Stop. If you just want to say that you are waiting for me to tell you the story, then it is better not to say. I have memorized the answer.” cut Husna when suspecting her husband will answer the same thing again.

Azzam also chuckled at what his wife did, “Mas knows. He is someone who means a lot to me. I loved her. We lived together since childhood and were never apart. But one incident a few years ago we were separated and would not be able to see each other again. He left me alone with his cruel world. I miss her sometimes. Very miss.” Husna.

“I only had her photos when we were teenagers because we lived in different places. He left three years ago. We just call each other on our cell phones. It wasn't a video call either so I never knew what her face was like until she left. I didn't see her at all and could only save her photos.” Husna still told me.

Azzam just listened seriously not interrupting at all.

“Mas knows why I turned down 10 men who have come to propose to you since I was 19. Besides I was still young and my desire to achieve my goals first. I also wish he was still alive in this world with me. I wanted to wait for her until we met because my little heart said that she was still with me in this world every time I looked at that photo. Until when we first met at the bookstore, seeing the color of the eyeball mas gray made me remember him because he also has the color of eyeballs gray like yours mas. Even I wish that you were her. But where could that happen. He is gone and with the almighty now. It may be that she and I are the same person. I'm sorry for this.”

“If you want to punish me then just do it. I won't refuse him at all. I received your punishment it was mas.” Husna ended his confession. Honestly, after admitting all that, he felt more relieved. He will accept all the consequences later.

Azzam who heard the words of his wife was smiling then brought Husna into his arms and kissed the top of the head of the gentle wife.

“Mas not angry?” husna looked at her husband.

Azzam smiled then shook his head, “For what did you try angry? Is it not just the past? The most important thing now is you who already love mas.” Answer Azzam.

“Ck, I still feel guilty mas.” Husna.

“Why feel guilty?” azzam asked, looking closely at his wife.

“Who knows I feel that I accept you and love you only because you have the same eyeballs as his.” Husna.

Azzam who heard his wife's words also chuckled, “What is the photo of the man in your room drawer?” ask Azzam.

Husna who heard her husband's question was shocked and looked at her husband then she slowly nodded, “Did you ever see the picture frame?” ask Husna.

Azzam nodded, “Since when did you see it?” ask Husna again.

“One wedding day we kayak her. When mas borrowed scissors if not wrong at that time and you said it was in the drawer at the side of the bed. Mas also searched there and found the photo.” Azzam replied.

“Ahh so mas already know from the beginning about that photo? Why didn't I ask who it was?” ask Husna.

“For what did mas ask? It is your right not to hide his.” Azzam.

“But still. I've been hiding it because I didn't want to hurt you. But you knew from the beginning. Ahh stupid me. I've hurt you since the beginning.” Husna said while hitting his forehead but was prevented by Azzam.

“Don't hurt yourself baby. Mas not willing. Let the most important sick you do not. Don't think about it too much. Mas is not angry at all because it is not a problem for mas.” Azzam.

“Why not a problem? Is that because it's just my past? Mas don't have feelings of love for me huh?” ask Husna.

“What kind of question is it dear. You know you love you so much. Don't doubt it.” Azzam replied quickly.

“Then why do people like him respond to your words is normal. Not jealous at all.” Husna looked the other way. She was upset with her husband.

Azzam also chuckled at his sulking wife, “Honey, let's see mas. Mas want to say something.” refer Azzam.

“Ouh come on baby.” said Azzam then immediately cupped his wife's face with both hands and brought her staring at him. Husna pursed her lips as a sign of her pouting and upset.

“Listen to the greeting mas. I won't repeat it. Just one time mas said his.” Azzam.

Husna was ordinary and remained with his sulking. Azzam smiled thinly, “You know why mas is not jealous?” azzam asked but Husna just rolled her eyeballs.

“For what mas jealous if the photo is its own mas dear.” said Azzam.

Husna, who did not focus on her husband's speech, took a long time to translate her husband's speech. Instantly she lifted her face from her husband's hands and looked at her husband with a surprised look splattered with curious intent to say her husband.

“What does it mean? I-I-” said Husna still can't believe what she heard.

Azzam smiled and took his wife into his arms, “That's right baby. Mas is a teenage boy in the photo.” said Azzam then took off his embrace.

Husna was about to ask but Azzam shook his head and put his index finger on the lips of the sign wife he asked his wife to be quiet, “Let the mas speak and do confession. You just listen.” said Azzam.

“So you did the confession then now let the mas do the confession.” continued Azzam.

Husna complied and nodded, “Mas is the man in the photo dear. But maybe now you're wondering if it's the guy in the picture and why when we first met at the bookstore he didn't know you. Aye right?” ask Azzam.

Husna nodded because that was a big question in his brain.

“Mas forgot you. Mas forgot our memories until the moment before the mas came to propose to you in given a notebook by Zahra. The mami and papi relics that he left to Zahra. Zahra just gave her because she also just found her when she arranged the books from our old house.” explained Azzam.

The flash back

Azzam was currently in his study reading a document about Husna's identity that he had just discovered after hiring someone.

“Hm, he's so great at keeping his identity. I have to admit that he's great. She is a unique girl who hides her rich identity behind her simple demeanor and appearance. I like her more.” Azzam muttered after reading all of Husna's identity.

Then suddenly Zahra entered his study in a hurry without even knocking on the door or saying hello first.

“Abang!” his call approached Azzam with one of the worn out books in his hands full of dust.

“What's the deck? Why do you look so surprised?” azzam was worried.

“See brother. Mami and papi's book for you. I just found her.” Zahra gave it to Azzam.

Azzam also received it, “You don't want to join his reading with brother, deck?” azzam asked his sister.

Zahra shook her head, “I don't want to know her. I remember when my mom gave me this book. He said only my brother could read the book. So you read it yourself. I'm sure if it was for me then I would be allowed to read it. But my mother forbade me then it means that the book is indeed prepared for my brother. Read it yourself bang. I want to continue organizing the book. Who knows if I found a book or letter that was left by my mother and papi for me.” Answer Zahra.

After saying that Zahra was out, “Welcome to read brother. May all the questions in your brain be answered after reading the book. Daa .. I want to continue my work first.” Zahra continued and she immediately closed the door of her brother's study and left from there.

Azzam cleaned the old book and opened it slowly. A thick book, but only a few are written there. Azzam began to read his mother's writings seriously.

To Azzam son of a great mother

Azzam, if you read this book it might be that mommy and papi are gone. I don't know why you can say such a farewell sentence. But somehow mami and papi have a hunch that we can't live your lives anymore, son. Mami and papi have Zahra on you. She is our spoiled daughter who will probably be sad and slumped in grief. But mommy is sure you can make her not sad anymore. He loves you very much. So her sadness will surely disappear because of you. My mom believes that. You can take good care of your sister.

Mami and papi have tasks outside the city that can not be left behind even though we have planned to take a walk at the end of this week. But your papi got a project out of town that can't be left behind. Mami already had a premonition that something might happen. So if something happens to mommy and papi later while away. Mami please take good care of your sister and the company also take good care.

You know not your uncle really wants to take over your papa company but it's impossible for us to give it to him. That is your right as our child. A few days ago, my mom and dad went to the lawyer's office and left everything to you. We believe you're capable. Even though we know you'd rather be a lecturer. But you are our son. So you're the only one we can trust for the company, son. Please forgive mom and dad who burdened you with this business. The company is the work of papi and mami son, so please accept it for you and your sister.

Azzam, forgive mami and papi who are somehow very stubborn and selfish still want to get out of town even though they have a bad feeling like that. Mommy and Papi can only promise that your life will be safe later. Your uncle will go with us. It's a promise we can make for you and your sister. Again, forgive mom and dad.

Azzam, ohiya one more. If anything happens to us, leave this place. Move to another city but keep the company for you and your sister. We believe in you. Until here first yes.

Ohiya one more Azzam, for letters and other wishes mami and papi for you we keep in one of the vaults we have in our residence behind the painting in the master room. There's a letter for you and Zahra. Key pass word his wedding date mami and papi.

Once again forgive mom and papi who are selfish and have the heart to leave you two!