Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband

Unconcerned

...Disappointments made can be a high wall to fortify themselves so that they no longer hope. ...

...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...

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The night is getting late. Everyone began to fall into a beautiful dreamland. Almeera Azzelia Shanum. The woman slept quietly while hugging her daughter. Both of them did not mind the absence of Bara among them.

Bia is getting used to it. Yes, accustomed to the absence of a Bara. Accustomed to the presence of his mother and brother alone in every day. So that sometimes, makes Almeera hope in God. At least his daughter could keep a little distance from his papa.

When Almeera starts to get comfortable with her sleep. Suddenly the sound of the door opening made him start to open his eyes. Those eyes narrowed and he immediately saw the wall clock hanging in the corner of his room.

"Four 12 nights" he murmured with a mouth that evaporated. 

He felt indifferent to the presence of Bara who had just come. Almeera chose to go back to sleep. However, he had not yet laid his body down. There was a voice from outside calling out his name.

"Assalamualaikum, dear. I came home" Bara said in a slightly screaming voice.

Really no! 

The planting matchmaker has returned to his home. Either his head was hit by what, tumben once he knew the way home. 

Lazily, Almeera finally dropped both of her legs on the floor. He walked to the door and opened the key. In silence, Almeera stepped out, down the stairs one by one until her exhausted husband's face was sitting in the living room chair.

"Just home?" asked Almeera in a quirky tone.

"Yes, honey," Bara said. "You just slept?" 

"Yes." Yeah." 

"Sorry to disturb your sleep" Bara said regretfully. 

"It's normal" Almeera said casually. "Your work all along, wasn't it, it just bothered."

Bara's stunned. He looked at Almeera's face expressionlessly. He realized that his wife must be angry with him. Especially this time he came home too late. 

"Sorry, Ra. I come home at night."

"Why don't you continue until morning?" almeera's insinuations are increasingly making Bara not warty. 

He actually felt an aura of anger within Almeera. Even the woman did not want to approach her. From then on, his wife just stood up without sitting down. Almeera refused to get close to herself again..

I let out a heavy breath. He got up from his seat and approached his wife. Just as he was about to stroke Almeera's head, with a single move, his wife pulled back her body. She really kept her distance from her husband who had a lot of gimmicks. 

"Click, Honey. Don't be mad at me, Ra," said Bara quietly. 

Ehh, Scream. As if I'm sorry. Yesterday I left, living on my own. Now, Lo turn around and just say sorry doang. It's good mouth!

"I'm really sorry." 

Bulshits!

Your apologies are not just once spoken. Until my ears get tired of hearing the apology over and over again and then you repeat.

"I realized that you left without a clear saying." Bara is getting closer. 

When his hand was about to reach Almeera's hand. The girl spontaneously moved to the side.

"I'm not a child you can easily seduce, Mas" Almeera said firmly. "Even I'm getting sick of your apologies." 

"Astagfirullah. Angel, Ra. Inget! Istighfar," said Bara spontaneously.

"Don't carry around that holy sentence, Mas. If your mouth alone cannot keep a promise," cried Almeera with a mouth of spiciness.

 "I'm sorry, Ra. But why do you keep cornering me?" 

"Because you're a big liar! You're a fucking promise-maker!" exclaim Almeera furiously.

"What do you mean, Ra?" 

"You easily make mistakes and apologize. Once things get back to how they were, you'll be acting again."

"It's not so, Ra." 

Bara. I don't know why he can't see his wife's face right now. The man who has two children, really can not dwell.

There was only silence between the two of them. Almeera kept looking at her husband. It was as if the woman wanted to swallow the man alive that made her hurt.

"Why not answer?"

"I am.I am," Bara paused with confusion. 

Almeera was getting bored. He was clenching both hands on his sides at this moment. She wanted to hit her husband's face. However, considering that the relationship between the two is still husband and wife, of course, he undoes his intentions. 

"You should apologize to Bia and Abraham. You've reduced their time by going to your second wife's house!" almeera quipped with both hands in front of her chest. "You should be here to accompany them to play. Even go without clarity with your other wife."

"It's not like that, Ra."

"Then what was it like, Mom? What did I say wrong again? What kind of truth do you want to say?" 

I really can't answer. He realized that he was wrong at the moment. He spends the time he should have for Almeera and her two children, but she chooses to go to Narumi's house.

"Don't just duck, Mom! Do your defense as you normally would" Almeera said fearlessly. "Do you realize you're wrong?" 

"Sorry, Ra."

"Sorry I can't give it all back. Sorry too, can not turn the time as before," said Almeera firmly. "If you can't keep your promise, never promise my daughter anything!" 

"She's my daughter too!" correction Bara not accepted.

"Yes. Bia is indeed our daughter" Almeera admitted. "But what if Bia finds out that you're married again."

Bara's heart is melting. Almeera really began to reveal her fear all this time.Honestly she has not been able to lose her daughter. Even to see his eyes filled with tears of disappointment, it was inconceivable to Bara. 

"You know. Bia has a friend whose life story is the same as yours. His father likes to come home late and come to bring his young wife," Almeera pause for a moment. "Do you know what Bia's answer is?" 

Bara. "He doesn't want a new mother. She wants me to be her mother. Then, what if Bia finds out, it turns out that all this time her father hid another mother from her?" 

Sick? 

Sure oes. Even Bara closed his eyes because it was too difficult to imagine how the end of his life would be if his daughter saw Narumi with him.

I don't want my daughter to stay away from me. Forgive Papa, Son, Bara murmured in his heart.

"Tomorrow to meet Bia as early as possible. He will definitely feel happy," Almeera said before turning around.

"Wait, Ra!" 

"What?" 

"What do you want to talk about at the cafe?" bara said curiously.

Again he opened his old wounds. The wound when she remembered herself no longer meant anything to her husband. An injury in which he had to be left alone for no reason. Fortunately, his two children have given him permission to work again.

"none. I've forgotten," said Almeera with a chuckle.

"What! Why forget?" 

"Because it's not important." 

"Darling, I know you're angry." 

Ahh crocodile mouth can still call dear everywhere. I really want that mouth to pull and throw it in the trash. 

"That's it. I've forgotten," said Almeera with a lazy face. "I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You go to Bia's room and sleep there." 

Without hearing the call. Almeera immediately returned to her room. She really cared for her ears and did not care what her husband did.

"You think I'll melt again. You call me dear with that face of regret before me. Sorry, I'm not inedible to persuade you anymore, Mr. Gibran Bara Alkahfi."

~Connected

Good, Ms. Meera. Keep it!

Kang Suitable Plant, ye new call, hahaha.

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