The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 51. Iqbal Letters

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HUP!

The deg!

Satria with his swift movements supported his wife's body. And held the chair with one leg. As a result they embraced, Amayra's hands coiled in the surgeon's burly body.

"Astagfirefull!" He was shocked and shocked. "Huhhhh..,"

"You're! Why do you want to use all chairs?" Satria asked as she lifted Amayra up and lowered her to the floor.

"Sorry, I saw the dust and I cleaned it. Because my legs did not reach, so I got on the chair," he said while looking down.

"There's me, why are you doing it yourself? What if you fall and your baby's okay?" Satria blabbed with her knight face.

"Yes, I'm sorry, brother."

It turns out Satria's sister also cares about my baby, but this baby is not her baby. Sis, may I consider all of this brother's attitude not. out of pity for me, but because brother likes me?. Amayra hoped in her heart.

"Yes, sit down! I've prepared a drink for us" Satria hissed in annoyance, trying to control her emotions.

Fortunately he was all right, my gosh heart feels like it would be dislodged!. Satria stroked the chest, Amayra who was about to fall but instead she felt even more shocked.

They also drank the strawberry juice made by Satria, together. Amayra smiled happily because she liked the juice made by her husband. Her husband is truly an independent man. In addition to being smart, Satria is also hardworking and fast-paced, Amayra is increasingly amazed at her husband's personality. Mature, gentle, kind, and hardworking.

Shortly after drinking the juice, there was the sound of Adzan Zuhur reverberating. Amayra immediately went to the bathroom to fetch water. She was still shy about removing the hijab even though in front of her husband, Satria also reminded Amayra once again that they had a husband and wife and there was no one in the house but the two of them.

"Sister, don't you want to wudhu first?" tanya Amayra offers Satria to enter first.

"I can go to the upstairs bathroom, the bathroom is not just one!" said Satria with its cute mode.

"Yes, yeah! I'm first yeah!" Amayra hurriedly exclaimed, without looking at her husband.

Amayra opened her hijab, then she went into the bathroom hiding her red face.

Cheat up!

As soon as Amayra got into the bathroom, Satria hurriedly made a suitcase in her room. I don't know what he's looking for there.

"ah! Here goes!" Satria smiled broadly as soon as she found what she was looking for. The book of ablution and prayer. Satria opened the book to recite ablution. "What's? Do you pray this much? I thought it was just a prayer of intent! It turns out that there are many other prayers, prayers when washing hands, prayers when washing the face and other limbs. If it's a lot like this, I can't memorize it all at once for now!" Satria opened the book sheet by sheet, trying to remember what she remembered.

After a few minutes of reading, Satria smiled happily. He prepared to go to the bathroom to fetch the ablution water with a steady heart. As he stood up, he saw a plain white envelope falling from Amayra's shirt. "Why are the clothes in my suitcase? Ah, he must have forgotten to put it. Then, what's that envelope?" Satria muttered, who then took the white envelope.

Satria saw that there was writing in front of the envelope," From Iqbal to Amayra. Who's Iqbal?". The man kept the envelope on the table, but he was curious to see the contents. Satria's curiosity is not restrained anymore, let alone see the name of the sender is a man.

I know I can't open it, but I'm her husband. In husband and wife, there is no such thing as privacy, is there? I opened the letter just in case. Making sure my wife doesn't have a relationship with another man, even though I know it's impossible.

In the end Satria opened the envelope, she was holding a piece of paper with very neat handwriting. Satria envied seeing Iqbal handwriting neat and beautiful, similar to women's writing. Satria eyes began to focus on seeing the contents of the letter well and quickly, because she was afraid that Amayra would soon come out of the bathroom.

Assalamualaikum May's..

How are you doing? You're doing okay, right? I heard that you were pregnant. May you and your baby be well, may you be in the protection of Allah SWT. May, I always pray for you from here. I've heard from Fania and Anna, that you're married to Anna but not to the man who impregnated you.

May, though,

May, all this time I've been harboring a love for you. I already have plans after you graduate High School, I'll meet your parents and propose to you. But, God's destiny seems to say something else. Even so, I still like you until now May.

Satria stopped reading and blinked her eyes several times as soon as she saw the sentence in the middle of the letter.

"This boy must be crazy!" Pekik Satria was upset to read the love letter to his wife, maybe he was jealous too.

Satria's eyes were already upset to read it, as well as his heart and mind were boiling. But, he was curious and continued reading the letter.

May, I-I

"Satria's brother!" As Amayra called her husband, she was already standing at the door. "Lho, is Satria's brother still here? Doesn't Satria want to take ablution water?" amayra asked in surprise to see her husband sitting on the bed.

In a hurry Satria hid the letter behind her body, as a result she did not have time to read the final part of the letter. "Here I go, I'll go find a prayer mat first in the suitcase!" Satria reasoned to look for prayer rugs. He secretly put the paper in an envelope and kept it under the bed without Amayra being caught.

"Yes, I pray first!" Amayra took her white face over her suitcase.

"Wait for me, we pray together! I won't be long, God willing, I've done it all!" Satria said firmly.

"Repid? Hapal what?" ask Amayra astonishment.

"That's okay, I'll be right back. Do not pray without your priest." Satria smiled sweetly, but in her heart she was upset after reading a love letter from Iqbal.

Who is this guy named Iqbal? Was he his old schoolmate? Is she as old as him? Or has he been working? Is he still in college?. Satria was confused thinking about this man named Iqbal.

"Okay, brother, I will wait for my priest" Amayra answered with a smile.

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At the Calabrian family home, Bram is released from punishment by Cakra. He no longer intends to match Bram with Amayra, because he knows from Anna that Satria likes Amayra and will be happy with Amayra.

The Bram position was restored as before, the Bram facility was also returned.

"You're free to do whatever you want Bram, papa won't forbid you anymore. You are an adult, you can definitely tell which are good and bad for you. As long as you're responsible for your company and your own decisions."

"Really pah? Thanks a lot pa! Does that mean I can marry Alexis?" ask Bram spirit.

"Please, but remember Bram. Don't be sorry," Cakra stared intently at his son, who was resigned to what Bram was going to do.

Bram was silent, suddenly ringing in his head Amayra said.

Don't let your father regret it later!

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