The End of the Waiting

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Akram took his wife's body to the bathroom to clean up after releasing something extraordinary.

There is happiness in the heart when Amara is still holy and he is the first man to take the honor.

“Sick? Need to go to the hospital?” akram asked when he saw his wife grimacing softly.

“No need to overdo it,” is ashamed. Amara felt a pain at the base of her thigh. This was indeed his first experience, but he did not expect that there should be any pain experienced. “Maybe this is just a little irritation.”

“Need to buy medicine or ointment not? Later I let you ask mama, yes,” said Akram made Amara shake her head again. Ah ... she's embarrassed if her in-laws should know what happened.

“Do not, Mas. Shame on me.”

Akram bathed Amara who just looked down without looking at him. After the bath he took his wife back to the room and laid her on a bed whose bed had been removed and replaced because of the bloodstains of his wife.

“Lunch in room only, yes?”

“Iya. But later, my. I am not hungry yet,” replied Amara.

The two of them reeled back in the blanket with their bodies hugging each other. They chat a lot of things to try to explore each character.

The drying of Amara's phone made him look for the flat object. Akram, who was near the nightstand, picked up the phone and saw a screen showing the name of his wife's cousin.

“From Juan.”

“Call him correctly, Mas. She's your sister-in-law,” Amara's tirade. He immediately received his phone and answered the man's call.

Juan just said that he would go straight back to Kalimantan without coming to the hotel.

“Good. Be careful on the road. Give my regards to Om and Auntie.”

After Juan said hello the call was cut off. Amara put down her original phone and re-shed in her husband's arms.

“What?”

“I am a woman who is irritable, emotional, stubborn and does not like to be lied to. If we have a problem later, please do not leave me and remain someone who will be my light.” Amara looked seriously at her husband.

“Of course. I won't leave you, Mara. Hopefully we can pass whatever test that hits us later.”

“Don't ever cheat on me.”

At once Akram also looked at his wife's bead.

“If you do not love me, please do not ever tarnish our relationship. I'd rather you send me back to my parents than see a betrayal.”

“What's that like me in your eyes, Mara?” ask Akram in a low voice. I don't know what his wife had in mind so she could think too far like that.

Amara shook her head weakly.

“Our hearts belong to God. Don't forget to keep praying to Him to keep our love. God willing we can pass any test if we believe .. what happens in this world is His scenario.”

Akram pulled Amara and hugged her tighter.

“I'm tight, Mas!” she screamed Amara with a breath of breath as her nose sank in her husband's chest until she had trouble breathing.

Instead of feeling guilty Akram just chuckled slowly. “Basic pug.” Pulling his wife's nose.

Seeing the adorable face of Amara makes Akram want to go back to pouncing on his wife to be used as lunch food. The man approached and whispered something that made Amara's eyeballs glare almost out.

“Again?”

To Be Continue ....