
5. AlmIRA __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
I stayed at my mother's house today. I don't know why I feel so peaceful at my in-laws' house. It's a great pleasure to have a family like the Arsyad family. All look very compact and harmonious. Though something happened between Arsyad and Arsyil, when they both loved one woman, namely Annisa. But, do not make them far, even more familiar and compact. Sometimes I still see the glare of Arsyad's eyes implying something while staring at Annisa. Perhaps, Arsyad still had a bit of a taste for Annisa. Well, his name is first love. But, I believe in Arsyad, that he loves me so much. If you don't love me, maybe he won't marry me because of my past.
It is rare for a man like Arsyad to accept my past. As bad as any man wants to find a woman who is still holy to be made a wife. I believe, Good women are good men and bad women are bad men. But, all those are just figurative words. Sometimes a devout woman actually married a wicked man. And vice versa. It all depends on us who are doing it. And all of this has been determined by God. Like me, I am full of these shortcomings, paired with a very good man.
Arshad hasn't been out of the bathroom. Last night we did it again many times, and after the dawn prayer we did it once again. Arsyad took me to take a bath together, but the cold still covered my body. So, she took a shower first and I put my body back in a thick blanket. I put my nightgown back on, and got out of bed. I'm headed for the bookshelf in Arsyad's corner. I picked up one of the novels. Yes, that's my novel.
"Arsyad really has my novels." - I murmured in my heart.
As usual, I opened the back of the book with his notes. And, again, I found a scribble of Arsyad in the notebook section.
"Annisa, if you are truly my soul mate, I will place you in the deepest trough of my heart. But, if you're not my match, I'm sure there are women who are really better than you for me. And, of course, that woman I'll love for the rest of my life without being replaced by anyone's woman."
There is a sense of happiness when reading this Arsyad writing. And, I learned, that Annisa used to be really loved by my husband.
The bathroom door opened, and Arsyad came out of the bathroom. I immediately put Arsyad's book on the bookshelf. Arshad looked at me and smiled at me.
"It's not cold?"ask Arsyad
I just nodded my head and ran to hug her.
"Don't be like this, what else?"Arsyad teased me, he raised my face to face him, he kissed my lips softly.
"Don't be like this mas." I said
"You're the one who started teasing me, baby, it's spoiled early in the morning like this."
"Syad, do you still love Nisa?" without me noticing, I suddenly asked like that.
"Why suddenly ask like that?"ask Arsyad.
"Wind to ask. Answer dong."My words are spoiled.
"If I love her, why don't I take her from Arsyil. And, I can't marry you baby." she said as she looked me in the eye and gently kissed my nose.
"I believe you, I envy you, why I'm not the first one you love." I drowned my face in his chest
"Listen to my dear wife, you are not my first love. But, you are the last woman for me, whom I will love until the end of my life. Don't you believe it yet?"Arsyad explained to me.
"I believe baby."
"Yes, it's been bathing, it's almost 6, we will go to the beach." said Arsyad.
"Yes, I'll get your clothes ready first. I haven't taken it."
I took my husband's shirt in his closet and gave it to him, after which I went straight into the bathroom.
"Almira why are you suddenly asking like that?"I said softly while wearing the clothes that his wife had brought.
I thought back to my wife's question. I did love Annisa, that was when I didn't know she was Arsyil's girlfriend. Honestly forgetting him is very heavy. But, after I got to know Almira, I somehow got over Annisa so easily, even now that I feel so casual with her, there is no more love for her.
Almira is a woman who is absolutely perfect for me, she is able to shift my world. I know she's so spoiled, she can't even cook. It could be, but she rarely cooks, it's all because there are already many household assistants in her house. Indeed, all men crave a wife who is good at cooking. But, in my opinion, for what my wife is tired, there is a housekeeper, she is tired of taking care of all my needs, she must be tired of homework. He was used to being spoiled by his parents, especially because of the events that happened to him first, everyone around him became overprotective of Mira. Although she is an independent woman, but she is always escorted by her personal driver wherever she goes. Even when she was studying in Cairo, Abah hired a driver and a housekeeper for her there.
Abah used to tell me that if Abah loved and loved Almira very much, she was very sorry for not being able to take care of Almira when she was taken. Because of all that Abah always hires his confidant to watch over his daughter. And, now it is my duty to look after Almira, I will always look after her until the end of my life.
"I love you so much, Almira, please don't hesitate any more, even if I have no taste for Annisa. You're the only one who fills this niche of my heart, Mira. I love you so much." I said softly.
"I don't doubt you, I trust you, I believe you love me so much" said Mira who was suddenly behind me and hugging me from behind.
"You just surprised me, baby." I turned my body around and I hugged him
"Here, don't think about my question, I'm sorry. I'm just afraid you love other women than me."
"That's not gonna be possible, baby, and it's never gonna happen. You've got your clothes on, and then we're out. It must have been waiting for us."
"Dear, sorry I never made breakfast for you."
"Don't think about it baby, the most important thing is that you're always by my side no matter what."
"It must be mas."
Almira was wearing the clothes I bought her first when she chose her wedding dress. True said mother, the clothes are very elegant once in Mira's wear..
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