Not Ordinary Love

Secrets of Love

Devids.

I got home late enough. As soon as the security guard opened the fence so I could get in my car, I saw two of my bids sitting on the porch. Ah, two angels. Can I call it that. While I know Airin never loved. My heart that was initially happy to see the two of them, back again terasaperih if remembering the intimacy of Airin and Shahdan who was photographed it.

I approached the two, smiling I kissed the hand of the woman who had given birth to me. My mother's paradise. Airin grabbed my hand and kissed it. Really, my heart was deeply moved by his devotion. Almost a year as my wife, Airin always behaved like a sholeha wife. But who would have expected it. Behind all that, he kept his love affair with Shahdan. What kind of woman she really is, I doubt that she was tortured by her husband in the past, do not because of the will to cheat so her husband tortured her Do not help her cheating to kill her husband. Is his affair is indeed Shahdan. So he could easily be released from prison. Because Shahdan is a lawyer. Oh my God, can I have the same fate as her ex-husband.

"Astaghfirullah's.." Think what I am. It can't be like that. I've been friends with her for a long time. It is impossible for the Shahdan to do such a heinous act just because of women.

I'm flirting with Mother, because Mother usually never waits for me to come home from the Hospital. Because my mother knows my habits. I was shocked to hear Mother's word. It turns out that Airin has been waiting for my return. Really, she was willing to sit alone cold out here just to wait for me to come home. Ah, Airin if it were true and sincere. How happy I am. My wife is worried about me not coming home. But, again the beautiful taste must be inferior to reality. The fact that Airin has no taste for me. Maybe he just wanted to be praised. For Mother to see and think that she is very sholeha, filial to the husband. Ah Mother, if only Mother knew who really is the daughter-in-law that you love so much.

I entered the house while embracing Mother's hand. Airin came in first, carrying my doctor's bag and suit as usual when I came home. I saw him go straight into the room. I took Mommy to her room. Then I went to my room.

Airin was putting my briefcase in its place, and then took a glass of water and gave it to me. As soon as I noticed her face. His eyes looked wet, whether he had cried. Is he sad because I didn't rebuke him in front of him. Ah never mind, I can't be affected anymore with her gentle demeanor. Smua was clear, she was not a good woman either.

"The warm water is ready, maybe you want to take a skarang bath." Said Airin to me.

"Yes, thanks.." Reply as needed. Then I cleaned my body in the bathroom after a long time soaking in the bathtub and clean clean, I came out. I saw Airin lying down on the bed. Syfa also slept with us. I also lay down my body in the same bed, I looked at them both. Syfa slept well. Syfa, that little girl has also taken control of my heart. With her cute and adorable manner. My heart became warm when he called me papa, even though Airin had often taught me to call Dad. But since he couldn't call me Dad yet, he called me Papa.

Will this togetherness end, after a moment I feel like my life is perfect. Have a wife and children. Will all this be a dream. Tiredness also makes my eyes closed and fall asleep.

As usual Airrn woke up early, I also woke up because listening to the chants of his Koran reading. The voice that is now always my encouragement.The recitation of the Qur'an calms my heart and soul. I was still lying down while listening to her reading. Syfa was still asleep. It was as if Airin's voice had become her sleep song. Before long the voice of the Adhan began to be heard from the direction of the mosque. I got up from bed to take ablution to perform dawn prayers.

"Yes..." Call Airin. I also looked at him. Still wearing his face Airin with his face down approached me. Really, she looks so pretty. His glowing face calmed the heart.

"I'm sorry?, what's sorry ?" I asked him back. Don't tell me he wants to discuss everything at this blind dawn. Is there no other time. Although I was upset I tried to be reasonable.

"I'm sorry if I made a mistake. I'm sorry if any of my words and actions upset me." Airin. I saw her eyes glazed over.

"Although I am, I don't know what my fault is. So that mas silenced me even, being cold to me. I'm sorry if I was wrong. And please tell me what my mistake was. Maybe I can still fix it." The next brick held back his tears. I see now the tears have soaked his cheeks. But wait, why are his eyes swollen. Like someone who has been crying for too long. Did Airin cry for a long time ?. Didn't he sleep earlier than I did.

No, I don't want to be affected. Maybe this is just a trick, so I don't expose the lie. Fake tears.

"There's nothing to forgive, you're not wrong." I then walked back to the bathroom.

"Bag.." Airin came to me. He grabbed my hand.

"I'm sorry. God wouldn't have ruled my life if my husband didn't. I do not want God to do me. If my husband is angry with me." Airin suddenly fell on his feet.

I was so full to see her, her tears soaked my hands. Her crying is not implied to puraan.. As if he was really hurt. Oh, my God, you know Airin. I'm the one who's so hurt by all your lies. But why is it your heart-wrenching cry. Is this all your trick again. I still try to keep up with my attitude.

Syfa woke up and cried. Perhaps he was surprised by Airin's crying voice. Airin was still holding my hand. It is impossible for us to be forever in a position like this.

"Here you go, don't act like this. Look at Syfa so awake. Take care of him first. Mas want dawn prayers. Soon his time is up." I said while releasing his hand.

"Maass...." Airin's still trying to call me. I had the heart to never look at her again. I can really melt it down. I stayed silent for a long time in the bathroom. Really, my heart hurts too. I can't bear to see her crying like that. However, this love is already present in my heart. But he could hurt my heart. Should I divorce her. But what about Mother.