The Hidden Love

Infringement

Hanum felt the mattress next to him when he did not feel the Sultan there. Slowly Hanum opened his eyes, forced to wake up from his sleep to find the whereabouts of the Sultan.

The bathroom was the first place she would check. There was no sound of any activity in there making Hanum open the bathroom door to make sure, and it was true that her husband was not there.

Hanum again swung his leg, this time heading towards the balcony. Her chest was pounding, fear was on her, what if her husband wasn't there. Various kinds of bad thoughts began to appear in his mind.

Hanum paused for a moment as soon as he got there, a thin arch formed at the corner of his lips when he saw the figure he was looking for standing on the guardrail.

"Mas," she called out softly as she walked over to her husband.

Hearing someone call him made the Sultan turn his head.

"Ah, why ..., why don't you sleep?" sultan asked as his wife approached.

"I should have asked you that question, why don't you sleep?" hanum's eyes looked intimidating.

Hanum saw her husband wiping the corners of her eyes, the remains of tears soaking the Sultan's face had not dried up completely. 

The man spent several hours crying, Hanum was sure of that.

"I ...," 

"Want me to make some tea? or what drink do you want to drink, let me go downstairs and make it for you."

"The coffee I made is still there." The sultan pointed to the table where he placed his own handmade cup of coffee. 

The Sultan flanked his wife's arm and then guided her to sit on a recliner in the corner of the balcony.

"You still thinking about your friend?" guess Hanum.

The Sultan nodded, he bowed limp and made Hanum's shoulder his back.

"A lot of things we've been through together, forgetting it won't be as easy as people imagine" said Sultan.

"Then, try to be at peace with yourself. Don't torture yourself by trying to forget something you can't forget. He's your friend, even like a sibling to you in spite of the evil he committed at the end of his life. You've lived most of your life and spent time together so it's impossible that you'll be able to forget her." Hanum's hand still moved gently on her husband's head. "Call her because she has been a part of your life anyway. My message, just remember Reno in the good version only because if you keep remembering Reno with her betrayal, it will only hurt you."

"If only our friendship story had not ended so tragically" the Sultan said.

"There is nothing to be sorry about, this has all become part of God's destiny that you must live" Hanum said. She was still trying to comfort her husband.

"When there are so many shared dreams that we have assembled for a long time. Wishing we could look after each other, forge brotherhood until we age together but everything is gone. All our dreams have run aground because of such a sudden departure. I did hate him once, but I also don't want Reno to die this tragic way."

"Have, already ..., enough is enough!" Hanum hugged her husband again. "This has all happened so let it pass. What matters now is how we do something that makes Reno happy there."

"Where is Alea, by the way?" ask Sultan. Upon hearing his wife's words he suddenly remembered the presence of a beautiful little baby who became the only priceless treasure left by Reno.

"Alea?" Hanum frowned, inexhaustible. Why would her husband ask about the baby at this hour, of course Alea was still asleep. "Mas asking about Alea in the morning blind like this?" ask her to make sure there's nothing wrong with her hearing.

"Yes, I suddenly thought of him."

"He's asleep" said Hanum. "I finally know what caused her to be fussy all day, especially yesterday also Alma said that Alea was acting strange, not as usual. It turned out that maybe because his inner bond with the father was too strong, he seemed to be able to feel the suffering that was being felt by his father that was why he felt uncomfortable and it made him fussy."

Hanum was about to say it again but seeing her husband's expression made her undo her intentions.

Silent.

Long enough Hanum let her husband sit, letting the man dissolve in the wishful thinking that continued to wander far.

Maybe her husband needs time to be alone, she thought. Finally with a heavy heart Hanum woke up from his seat, he decided to go back up to his contest considering there was still two hours left for him to start his daily routine.

Actually when he got there Hanum could not be said to be resting, his eyes were closed but his mind floated somewhere. It was not calm to see the condition of her husband who was not careless like that then how he could sleep well.

Hanum's daydreams fell apart when he felt his bed tremble because of someone who was riding. His body warmed up instantly as the Sultan wrapped his arms and hugged his body from behind.

"I'm sorry" said the Sultan.

"For?" 

Hanum tickled because the breath of her husband felt so warm through her earlobe.

"I shouldn't have let you go along with the sadness I was feeling. You're pregnant while I'm not taking care of you but stressing you out of thinking about me."

Hanum was made more nervous when the Sultan put his chin on the niche of his neck. This was not the first time for her but still the girl felt fluttering every time they were close together like that.

"It's only natural, right? I'm your wife and you're supposed to share all your feelings with me." Hanum stroked the hand of the Sultan that was coiled around his stomach. "Don't think anything, go to sleep!" 

"Eits, those are the words I used to say to you why did you copy them?" the Sultan protested, the man continued to grumble as soon as he heard Hanum say the words he usually said to his wife.

"Isn't he?" Hanum chuckled, he turned his body until now the two faced each other.

"Yes, that's cheating on his name! it turns out you've been good at mimicking my words and trying to get those words back to me!" 

Somehow Hanum felt so anxious to see her husband's behavior that she did not realize she landed a kiss on her husband's lips.

The Sultan fell silent, touching his lips that had been wet as a result of Hanum's actions.

While Hanum who felt very embarrassed when he realized his actions also returned to his husband.

The sly grinning Sultan then pulled his wife's hand to make them face each other again.

Cup.

The Sultan replied to his wife's attack, long enough he kissed Hanum's red lips. The kiss that was so tender turned into an increasingly wild****n. The Sultan bit his wife's lower lip and sucked it slowly and instantly the heat was created. 

He should have known if he had started it, he would never have been able to retreat before getting what he wanted.

"Why?" sultan asked in shock as soon as Hanum cut off the hot kiss suddenly, he was even more confused when Hanum added the scene pushing his body back, at the end of his lip game.

"I'm tired, you've been pissing me off all day so we'd better get some sleep." Hanum's closing the blanket. "I'm sleepy!" the woman nodded.

Sultan was stunned, he was really shocked because Hanum broke away as soon as he was about to go to the top of his passion.

"Can't! you've been waking up something that's been asleep since then so inevitably you have to put him back to sleep!" The sultan smiled in a slant.

"I'm sleepy, plus all day I'm tired because you and Alea have drained my energy. Sleep on!" 

"Where can it be, it's a violation, honey!" peekik Sultan, despair.

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