The Hidden Love

The precious time

"Eumh ... Slowly Mas," Hanum continued to moan under her husband's confinement. Her hands were still coiled around the Sultan's neck, only the roar of breath could be heard filling the room with the clattering of the sound of anklets worn by the girl that continued to ring along with the up and down movement of her husband.

"Before a while" said the Sultan as he continued to push his possessions at the bottom of his wife.

Shortly after, Hanum felt his body convulsing as the Sultan accelerated his rhythm followed by a fairly loud bang at the end of their struggle.

With a body bathed in sweat, the Sultan splashed his body beside Hanum's body. Grabbing the blanket underneath and covering their innocent bodies, the two embraced.

"Thank you" whispered the Sultan while giving his wife a kiss with a splash on the forehead covered by the haircut.

"For what?" ask Hanum.

"For everything you've given me all this time."

"I guess I'd like to thank you for what."

"What are you thinking?" his hands were agile down Hanum's long hair and occasionally played it by rolling it up using his index finger.

"Nothing." Hanum shook his head slowly.

"Hm, don't you think .. married is fun? especially after we've been fused together, it turns out that's true what Adam said."

"What did Adam say?" ask Hanum.

"He used to make fun of me, he said I lost to him."

"Why did he say that?" Hanum looked up to see her husband's face.

"Because the age of my marriage with you is much longer than the age of marriage he and Ajeng but they did it first. Having a husband and wife relationship right on the first night like most newlyweds in general, while we go through our first night with ...,"

"Wait!" hanum said cutting the Sultan's words. "You've been talking about personal matters like that?"

"I never actually talked about anything like that, but Adam and Raka always mocked me, they were like psychics who knew everything without me telling them."

"Ish ... it's a shame, it turns out secretly men also like to gossip if they are gathering huh?" asked Hanum to take a look.

"Not really, what we're talking about is also not too deep if discussing such a matter, at least limited to ordinary chat that does not lead to ...,"

"That's right my guess? you can also gossip like women when you are gathering? it turns out that not only women like to gossip, men also. Then, what else did Brother Adam tell you?"

"Nothing, he just said that getting married was fun. There will be people who will always accompany us in any condition, there will be people who always pay attention to us, take care of us, everything. I'm so sorry."

"What did you say?" Hanum raised his head about to rise from his position but as quickly as lightning the Sultan again put his wife's head on his chest.

"I'm so sorry, knowing that marriage is not only fun but also fun, reassuring, I regret the moment we both lived our domestic lives like fools. I regret that I kept silent for so long, not daring to express my true feelings for you. And ... stupidly I continue to hold this love for years even after we officially became a married couple, I still do not dare to express it." The sultan paused for a moment, peeping at the top of his wife's head before finally continuing his story. "Then Adam said, I am nothing more than a fool, I am a coward ... I might not dare say that to you when you are officially mine, we live under the same roof, we even sleep in one bed." The sultan smiled bitterly as he recalled those memories, how he lived his unorthodox home life.

"Have the story finished?" Hanum looked up again, a little trouble seeing the face of the Sultan who was right on it.

"Why? you don't like listening to my story? wasn't you telling me to tell you something, whatever it was."

"That's not what I mean, just change our subject. Sounds like I'm really sorry about that."

"I regret it so much, I regret wasting precious time with you. I didn't even know what to say to you, especially when I found out that she was wearing the mask she had hidden from me to get what she wanted. I really feel stupid ...,"

"Sstt ..," Hanum placed his index finger in front of the Sultan's lips. "Nothing needs to be regretted, everything has become a destiny of God that we must live. Forget all the bad memories that have happened between us all this time, the most important thing is that we have lived together and loved each other. We have to look to the future, don't keep looking back that can make your life worse, we've started well, I'm sure everything will be fine. Simply make the past a valuable experience that makes us better. I'm just grateful, after all the hardships we've been through together, we can finally get this far now. God continues to take you through the trials of life given, making our love even stronger." Hanum hugged her husband's body tightly. It felt like he was lingering in such a position.

"I am at a loss for words, even if I say thousands or even millions of thanks to you, I will not be able to replace it as an expression of my happiness for having you. I'm grateful to you, I'm so grateful that you wanted to be my life partner."

Silent.

"Don't fuck around!" hanum's words sounded like a stern warning to her husband.

"Why is that?"

"Still asking ... does Mas think I don't know what you're going to do?"

The sultan chuckled at his wife's remark, "If I may ask for one lag ..., if I may ...,"

"No .. no. I'm sleepy now and I'm tired. Don't force me or want me to call Grandpa?"

The Sultan was long moaning, his wife always threatened him by using her grandfather to scare him. The girl knew very well the weakness of the Sultan, but honestly when the Sultan held back all this time, it was solely because he wanted to keep the condition of Hanum alone so that he was not too exhausted, he said, also for the sake of the fruit of his love that is developing in the stomach of his wife.

"Yes, that's it." The sultan got off the bed, citing clothes scattered on the floor.

After he finished wearing his clothes, he approached towards the bed.

"Let me help you put it on" he told Hanum. His hands began to move around attaching the nightgown to Hanum's body, starting from the girl's underwear. "Tomorrow we go to the mall?"

"For what?" asked Hanum innocently.

"It looks like you have to change your underwear immediately with a larger size," said Sultan who did see his wife's underwear no longer fit to accommodate two twin hills that look increasingly Sint*I have since the girl was declared to be in the middle of two bodies.

"Yes? so I'm fat?"

"Who said that? I'm gonna say change the size of your underwear, not say you're fat." His hands are still tightening Hanum's sleeping pajamas.

"Just the same." Hanum lowered his head, looking at his body shape closely.

"You're not fat darling, really. I could swear by anything, you're not fat, you're getting sexier and I love that so much."

"So all this time before I got pregnant, I was skinny and not sexy and you didn't like that?"

Geez, wrong again .. get ready with all the possibilities that will happen if he already shows signs of a major disaster. I hope he doesn't ask me to do anything weird. It's not funny if I have to do something while someone else is sleeping soundly at three in the morning. The sultan slapped his forehead.

"Why?" hanum's voice was heard rising.

"Darling ... It's better to sleep, didn't you just say you were so tired? I'm also sleepy, come on, dear ...," persuaded the Sultan.

"But I don't want to sleep with you."

Ouh .. What else is this? just fifteen minutes ago we were making out and now he says he doesn't want to sleep with me? wait up! don't call me Sultan if I can't conquer you.

"Darling ..where is it, I would have been told to sleep on the sofa, but this time my son asked for it." stroking his wife's stomach. "My son wants to sleep with his father, huh?" he said his heart was accompanied by eyes that were made as adorable as possible.

"Could that be?"

"Of course you can, because I'm the one who's cravings right now. Tomorrow just ask Mami, if not only the wife who can crave, the husband also. And now .. I'm craving to sleep with you, my kids want to, really." The Sultan smiled at the end of his speech.

"All right."

And at once he cheered in his heart as soon as he heard Hanum allowing him to sleep together.

The two lie down, the Sultan raises his blanket, hugging Hanum he keeps smiling.

Your husband is also not stupid very dear. Batin Sultan's.