My Secret Love's

Inculpation

“Mas, continue his story. After that what else. After I know all of it. What else do you do?” husna asked as she lifted her head from the husband's shoulder.

“Let's go ahead, baby. It's already night. If you want to ask later tomorrow only.” reply Azzam.

Husna who heard the words of her husband immediately straightened his body and stared fixedly at the husband, “Gak can mas. I promised you I would tell you all about it. Then after making me curious, I just ended it. That's his irresponsible name. Anyway I wouldn't be able to sleep if all the questions or anything that made me curious didn't find the answers.” Husna.

“Mas, will hug you. You will fall asleep, baby. We'll go on tomorrow. It's already night. Suhda almost nine hours aloh dear.” said Azzam saw the clock on his phone.

“Ck, alright!” reply Husna pasrah. She was lazy to argue with her husband again. After all, she would definitely not win if her husband had already made up his mind. As a good wife, you are a wise choice.

“Hmm, hopefully I can sleep.” Husna murmured but could still be heard by Azzam.

Azzam who heard that of course he smiled then immediately carried his wife into the room. Husna also put his hands on the neck of his husband and looked at the handsome face of the husband.

“Mas, his glass how?” husna asked worried about their glass on the balcony as Azzam laid it on the bed.

Azzam was chuckling at the worry of his wife was against the glass, “It was just a glass of love. No problem he was on the balcony.” Azzam.

Husna shook his head, “Ih can't mas. Later genie drinks in the glass how. I'm jealous of you if he drinks on your lips.” Husna is adorable.

Azzam again chuckled at the reason his wife was, “You are very adorable dear. I'll put the glass in the room soon. Is that enough.” Azzam and Husna asked.

“Basic my wife.” Azzam said then he went back to the balcony of his room to take their glasses and immediately put them on the table in his room.

“What is enough?” ask Azzam.

“Hum, that's more than enough.” Answer Husna.

Azzam also laughed, “Ayo wudhu dear.” invite Azzam.

“Gendong!” pinta Husna's.

Azzam was chuckling, “Since when did this mas wife become spoiled like this anyway? Emm, but I like.” Azzam said and immediately carried the wife to the toilet.

“Mas why ask since when I was spoiled. I am not spoiled. Maybe from my teenage years. Am I not your Azarine.” Reply Husna in her husband's arms.

Azzam nodded, “Well, you are my Azarine. My wife's. My favorite and everything.” Azzam.

This time Husna laughed. Then after that both of them immediately ablution. One of the routine activities that they never leave if they want to sleep.

***

Bend the morning, after breakfast because it is still the atmosphere of the weekend. Husna and Azzam after breakfast they relax in the living room.

“Mas, when do I process my script if I keep this up.” Husna fed her husband with a snack in his hand. One thing Azzam new know bad habits owned by the wife is like snacking even at midnight. As a result of him who applied a healthy lifestyle was involved in contracting the virus his wife. Like at the moment.

“Scription? It's easy, honey. I'm sure in just a week you'll be done. This Week end. We should enjoy our weekend time well and relax. After all, the graduation grace is still almost two months away. So it's still a long time dear.” said Azzam.

Husna just nodded, “One thing I just learned from Azzam. Mas it likes to delay something.” said Husna.

Azzam who heard the words of his wife just smiled, “One thing that the stone knows about you is also dear. You like snacking. Don't be too often, baby. Poor body. You're already small and small again.” Azzam.

“Mas don't like me like this?” ask Husna back. It is the basis of the nature of women like to be sensitive related to weight.

“Not so dear. I like whatever your shape is. You're always beautiful in the eyes. But health is number one dear.” said Azzam.

Husna nodded, “I understand. Do I have to consult a mas nutritionist to make my body shape less?” ask Husna.

Azzam shakes his head, “Not a pity. You are beautiful like this.” reply Azzam softly who still thinks that his wife is still taking seriously his words.

“Mas, I'm not angry. I really want to have a pretty full body shape. I do have to contact a nutritionist like her.” Husna was serious. He wanted to do that not because he was sensitive or took seriously the words of the husband but he did want to have a slightly contained body.

“Hum, if so. It's up to you, baby. Just make it as comfortable as you. Don't you do this just because of someone else. Just remember I will always love you no matter what you are.” Azzam.

“I also love you mas.” Reply Husna.

Azzam was anxious to hear the words of love from his wife who always made his heart tremble so that it could not bear to give a kiss of love on the lips of his wife. Husna welcomed her husband's kiss gently. The two of them dissolve in a soft but intense kiss.

“Mas, I want to hear the continuation of his story. I'll ask if I've heard the whole story. I honestly don't remember you either. I want to know the cause of it.” Husna said after the link of their lips was released.

Azzam also smiled and hugged his wife tightly, “What is this mas wife still curious?” ask Azzam.

“Of course mas. What kind of question is it try. You tortured me by not telling me. Fortunately, I had a little patience stock so that my curiosity could be delayed by a few hours. But for now I don't want any delays. I want to listen to all of her.” Husna said firmly.

“Hum, all of them. I want to know all of it. Ahh just start from after returning from the residence of mami and papi. What did you do after that?” Husna.

Azzam chuckled at his wife's remark, “It means it was starting from the beginning dear. Huh, well I'll tell you again. Is the madam ready to listen to her?” azzam asked in his joking tone.

“Aready sir!” avenged Husna chimed in her husband's joke.

“After returning from the main residence of course mas immediately to your residence to propose to you. I don't want to lose you. But after taking down Zahra in this house. He also did not want to come and did not ask where to go.” Azzam begins his story.

The flash back

After Azzam and Zahra drove the car around the button for more than an hour. Finally they arrived back at their current residence. Only Zahra who came down without looking at his brother because his brother had said there was another important business that he had to take care of. In addition, Zahra did not want to know what business his brother would do. But one thing he believed that his brother would not do anything bad or harm others. His brother was his parent's replacement. His guard. Her role model. Her brother is her best brother. So why doubt his brother.

“You sure you don't want to come on deck?” azzam asked a little.

Zahra turned to her brother and then she shook her head, “I believe in my brother. Brother must have done a good thing that would not possibly harm others.” Answer Zahra.

“I want to be home just bang. Brother go and finish your important business.” continued Zahra.

Azzam who heard his sister's words immediately nodded and he immediately left. Not long Azzam's car immediately left the residence to the Husna residence. Her childhood best friend who turned out to be her student. The girl who had attracted her attention at the first meeting turned out to be the girl from her childhood who sometimes came in her dreams.

Azarine Salsabila Husna, a name that is no stranger in her hearing and in her memory it turns out to be her Azarine. He did not want to lose his Azarine anymore. All must go according to his wishes in his adolescence. He'll do all of it well. Make her childhood best friend as her wife and her life companion. Now his arrival is not as a friend but as a man who came to propose to his woman. Although they promised to meet in Haqia Shopia, he could not wait for it. He would make that promise if they were married. For this time the most urgent business is to make his Azarine as his whole.

Less than half an hour later, Azzam has arrived at a luxurious residence that has a high fence. Azzam immediately lowered the windshield of his car and greeted the luxury residence guard. The luxurious residence belongs to his best friend who is currently transformed as a mysterious full girl.

“What need what young master?” ask the guard kindly.

“I Azzam one of the lecturers Azarine Salsabila Husna. I came here to talk to his parents.” Answer Azzam friendly.

“Want to talk to the ladies and gentlemen. Hum, wait a minute young master. I call first ladies and gentlemen if they allow you to visit.” Said the guard.

Azzam also nodded. Approximately five minutes he waited finally the guard approached him and let him in.

Azzam soon entered the luxurious residence that was indeed no stranger to him. He remembered running around the courtyard with Azarine.

Azzam immediately got down from his car and he immediately went to the entrance and said a greeting that was immediately welcomed by Abi Syarif.

“Assalamu’alaikum abi!” greetings Azzam with respect. He remembered who the man before him was. Abi from his best friend.

“Wa’alaikum greetings nak-”

“Azzam, abi. This Azzam Faruq Munawwir.” Azzam said his full name.

“Azzam Faruq Munawwir? Are you Fitri's son and Haidar's son?” tanya Umi Balqis who came from the kitchen and heard Azzam mention his full name. A familiar name as her daughter's best friend.

Azzam was staring at umi Balqis then he nodded, “True umi.” Reply Azzam.

“Ahh son. You're this big. Not in the news that sounded y'all-”

“That's his story long umi. Alhamdulillah Azzam and Zahra are still given a chance to live so now can see umi and abi.” Azzam.

“Ahh son. Come sit down son.” said umi Balqis let Azzam sit down. So moved he saw Azzam son of his neighbors a few years ago to forget to invite his guests to sit.

Azzam immediately sat down and now faced with abi Syarif and umi Balqis, “Are you really Fitri's son and Haidar son? Her little best friend my daughter?” abi Sharif asked with a probing look.

Azzam who got the question also smiled and then he nodded, “True abi. Look!” azzam.

“He is Azzam bi. Her facial lines even though now she has grown handsome and mature but her small facial lines are still there. Especially the color of his eyeballs that will not be lied to. That already explains all his.” Umi Balqis.

Abi Syarif nodded at the words of his wife, “Nak, are you one of the lecturers at the Husna campus?” tanya abi Syarif who was just getting a report that there was a princess lecturer who wanted to visit and now who was in front of her was precisely the child of their neighbor.

Azzam nodded again, “True abi. Azzam is one of the lecturers at the Azarine campus who just moved there two months ago and now Azzam also serves as a lecturer from Azarine.” Azzam.

“What does that mean you guys have met?” ask umi Balqis surprised.

Azzam nodded, “Sure umi. But she like her does not remember me.” Azzam replied honestly.

Abi Syarif smiled, “Of course he doesn't remember you son. Her memory was erased for being sad to hear the news about you that is gone. Her best friend left her. He was grieving continuously until he went back and forth to the hospital and at the end of it we asked to erase his memory only. We only kept his memories when you were kids. So all he remembers is when your little problem.” explained abi Syarif.

The flash back