The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 39. There's plenty of time

It turned out that Amayra still did not dare to look into Satria's eyes. Especially after the recent meeting of two lips. The atmosphere between them became even more awkward. When Satria is already aware of her feelings for Amayra, that she not only regards the woman as her niece's friend but as a woman.

Satria can't deny her anymore, that she's already in love with Amayra. Good girl, hijab, sholehah, but her fate may not be good. He fell in love with Amayra's habits, her kindness, as well as her obedience to the powerful. Though fate may betray her, Amayra never abandons her worship, abandoning her duty as a devout Muslim. There may be times when Amayra is disappointed, sad, or angry. However, the girl quickly bounced back from her slump.

Satria's feelings regained strength when Bram began to show his concern for Amayra. When she felt uncomfortable, she finally realized that she was jealous. Jealousy is part of love. Jealousy dawned on him that he had fallen for his wife, Amayra.

"What do you want to talk about?" Asked the woman stammered, especially when Satria looked at her.

"Mayra.." she shrieked in an unusual soft voice.

The soft voice that called out his name made his heart tremble, until both of his beautiful eyes choked at the man. His heart wondered if this was a dream? The man was being gentle with her.

"Yes sister?" He answered Satria's call.

"You can do your duty as a wife, and I will also try to do my duty as a good husband." Satria smiled gently at his wife.

"Why are you talking like this? Why are you acting so weird today? Did I make a mistake?" ask Amayra. He felt very strange because of Satria's attitude which suddenly turned kind and gentle.

"Why do you think that? Don't you like me to behave like this?" Satria looked at Amayra.

"It's not that I don't like it, but I just feel weird. Yesterday my sister rejected my feelings, and then my sister was nice to me. Is this because you feel guilty about me?" ask Amayra astonishment.

Satria shook her head, "No, not because of that."

"Then?"

"I kissed you earlier! Don't you understand that too?"

"Astagfireullah! Ihhh. Satria's sister is perverted!" Suddenly the word came out of his mouth, he held his lips. Satria's words sounded vulgar in her ear. Makes the girl shy cat.

Satria just smiled and chuckled, looking at Amayra's innocence. Perhaps Amayra was not ready to accept Satria's quick expression of love. "All right, let's just say I didn't say anything. You have expressed your feelings to me, but you do not understand yourself. It's okay, we have plenty of time." Satria's hand stroked Amayra's head covered in a blue hijab with tender affection.

Those two words, I'll say them at the right time.

Amayra is further fascinated by Satria's gentle treatment of her. As her relationship between them has begun to develop with Satria who promises that she will be a good husband for Amayra, and Amayra also promised to be a good wife to Satria as long as they were married.

"Would you sleep?" asked Satria who was sitting while reading a book, the man was wearing glasses.

"No, I'm not sleepy. I slept a long time ago." Amayra shook her head while smiling at her husband who was reading a book.

Satria's sister is very handsome, she wants to wear glasses or not. Especially when he looks so serious.

"What do you want to do if you don't sleep?"ask Satria

"I want to teach first, but I don't seem to have the Qur'an with me.." Amayra sat down.

Satria kept her book, she approached Amayra and asked her to be quiet. Satria took Amayra's bag. "Is the Qur'an in this bag?"

"Yes!" Amayra smiled happily, as if she had just gotten a lottery. He took the black-colored carrying case, then he intended to take the small Qur'an that was inside. The Qur'an is complete with its prayer beads and is carried by Amayra everywhere. The Qur'an has a pink cover.

"Thank you, brother." Amayra suddenly fell silent as her hand was about to touch the Qur'an.

Oh yeah, I haven't taken ablution water. After praying, I farted. Amayra smiled to herself.

"What's wrong? Why hasn't the Qur'an been taken?" satria asked astonished to see Amayra speechless.

After finishing taking the ablution water, Amayra was about to wear her hijab back. However, her veil fell into the water and became dirty.

"Comeofan!" Amayra screeched in shock to see her veil fall into the water. Now her hair was plain without a piece of cloth covering her head.

"May, why?" satria asked in surprise to hear a shrieking sound from inside the bathroom.

"Nothing sister, cu-free" Amayra was confused because her hijab could not be worn anymore.

How about this, if I go out without the hijab.

"What's free? You're okay, right? Do I need to come in?" asked Satria who had stayed standing in front of the bathroom door with her anxious face.

"So don't come in! I'm okay! Wait!" Shouting her from inside the bathroom, she was looking around for something to cover her head.

Finally she found a towel there, Amayra picked it up and wrapped her long hair in a small towel. Then he walked out of the bathroom, Satria was aghast as soon as he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Why are you wearing a towel?" ask Satria.

"Hehehe my veil fell into the water. I didn't bring a change of veil."

"Okay, I'm gonna go home and get a veil instead." Satria.

Amayra forbade Satria to leave because it was very late that night. He's fine because he can still wear the towel, he asks Satria to leave him tomorrow morning. Satria agreed and she sat back on her couch lying down.

Amayra also returned to her bed, she took the pink Qur'an, then she read the bismillah to begin with, the soft and melodious voice reciting the holy verse of the Quran. Satria was stunned to see his wife was reading the Qur'an, while he himself had forgotten how to read the holy verse of the Quran. He was also embarrassed to ask Amayra.

It's strange, usually I'm always sleepy when I hear the sound of people teaching. But, why doesn't his voice make me sleepy like someone else's? Satria did not stop looking at Amayra who was teaching. Her face looks beautiful and pleasing to the eye. It was as if there was light on Amayra's face, making Satria smile gently.

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When Satria is happy because she believes her feelings, Bram is faced with the problems of his relationship with Alexis.

"What are you, Bram? Where can I go shopping with this money? Are you really not the same love as me?" Alexis throws in the money Bram gave her.

"Alexis, you know that I'm being punished with papa. So, I don't have much money and just rely on my salary. Credit cards, cars, all seized papa!" Bram picked up the money scattered on that floor. Bram starts to look upset with Alexis' attitude which lately feels annoying.

"When do you want to understand? When did your father forgive you and bless our relationship? What the hell am I lacking?!" Alexis is upset at Cakra who is always looking for a way to separate her and Bram.

"You're just less trying to take my father's heart." Bram said as he stared intently at Alexis.

Where is the meek Alexis? Why is he so emotional when I don't have money? Is it true that Alexis doesn't love me and only loves my money?

"I cape Bram, I'm tired of trying! But papa you continue like this same me!" Alexis gusar's.

"If you're tired, fine, let's hope!" Bram ventured to say the actual word difficult to pronounce all this time.

"A-What? Bram what did you say?!!" Alexis stunned.

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