SHINE of My Love KAMELIA At the End of Dusk

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How cold it is to look at two men standing on their own prayer mats. To the Lord who created day for work and night for rest for his sweet men.

It was late at night, yet they were still struggling in a solemn do'a'. He asks for all that He alone gives.

"What are you asking for?" Kamelia asked as she turned Kemil's hand towards her, then kissed the back of her husband's hand lovingly.

"It could be like this with you, with Milka and a few more children who will be present in our midst." Kemil rubbed Kamelia's stomach behind her white face.

"If you?" Kemil turned his face towards the face of Kamelia who was so close to him.

"I ask that what you ask be fulfilled..." Kamelia answered her husband's question.

After worshiping, they went up to the bed of the room.

"You're not going to your room?" Kamelia looked closely at Kemil's face. Although they both already know their feelings, but Kamelia still looks awkward if she is beside Kemil.

"Milka would want to sleep with me." Answer origin. Though he himself did not want to go far from Kamelia. Especially since he knew the truth. "Oh yes... Why do you say Isha prayer as a debt?"

"Ummm... No why-why. All liabilities I'll call debt." Said Kamelia relaxed.

"Why?" Kemil is getting curious.

"Let me quickly fulfill it and not be negligent and slow. Where the debt is our obligation to pay it, and the recipient is entitled to it. Same with prayer. We are obliged to do so. And God has the right to receive it. Allah asks nothing of us humans and jinn other than to worship him." Kamelia was so wise to explain.

Kemil nodded in understanding with his wife's words. He stretched out his body and stretched out his left arm. He patted the mattress on his left side asking Kamelia to join him in laying down his body as well.

Kamelia according. He laid his body against Kemil. And kemil hugged Kamelia from behind him.

"Thank you, Kamel..." The scales of Kemil are shriveled in the recesses of Kamelia's neck.

Kamelia grabbed Kemil's right hand which was holding her from behind.

"Thank you for what?" Kamelia Sahut.

"Thank you for giving me a new life." Kemil said again.

Kamelia turned her position facing Kemil. "I should be the one to thank you." Kamelia pressed both cheeks gently.

"Don't we just talk about it?" Kamelia was confused to see Kemil's behavior that turned into such a crybaby.

"I'm only afraid if you change your mind..." Said again.

"Why is that?" Kamelia was astonished.

"Will you do trauma healing?" Kemil emboldened himself to ask Kamelia to do trauma recovery.

"For what?" Kamelia got up from her sleep and turned her back to Kemil.

"Camel... Believe that... You can't keep going like this. It'll be bad for Milka later..." Kemil tried to convince Kamelia.

"How can it be okay to have your lips hurt like this?" Add Kemil while rubbing the lips of Kamelia that slightly swell and still imprint.

"As far as you are..." Kamelia surrendered. He also feared that his daughter would look similar to Toni. And he will find it difficult to forget the pain he has experienced.

"Yes already... Tomorrow I'll take you to your parents' house. You must miss him, don't you?" Kemil grabbed Kamelia's hands.

"really?" A joyful smile escaped Kamelia's lips.

"Yes... And listen, there's a market tomorrow. We're going shopping together to buy Milka's gear." Kemil was so sweet that night. He wanted Kamelia to see his sincere love. Not to return the favor. He didn't want Kamelia to misunderstand if Kamelia had known that she knew the truth.

"Oh... Thank you, Kemil... I'm so glad to hear that." Kamelia smiled happily. He then looked for his most comfortable place on the side of Kemil and fell asleep there.

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