The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 65. Both of you

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"Bram, what's wrong with you? What do you want to help mom and dad?" ask Cakra to his son.

"Mama, papa, please bring back Amayra and my son! I want to be with them, I should be Amayra's husband!" Bram whines like a child to his parents.

Nilam and Cakra stared at each other. They could not believe Bram would say such a thing. Bram's remorse was too late, Cakra said firmly that he could not help Bram make his wish come true.

"Bram, you've been reminding me from the beginning that you're going to regret it. Everything has happened, mom and dad can't help you. Since Amayra and Satria love each other, all you have to do now is be sincere" Cakra explained to his son to let go of what happened.

"No reward! I can't, I don't want Amayra and my son to be with another man! They should be a part of my life. I don't want my son to call his om with dad's call! I'm not gonna let that happen!"

"Bram, listen to your papwa" Nilam told Bram, this time not defending his son.

"Papa's mom is really outrageous! Everyone's defending Satria!" Shouted Bram furiously.

Bram went back to his craze, drowning himself in despair. He ruffled things in his room like a madman. Housemaid, everyone in the house was afraid to see her behavior.

His body was already full of wounds, not yet on the face, even his hands and feet were also injured. His appearance looks disheveled.

"Bram, what are you doing? Stop Bram! Stop that!" Shouting Cakra tried to stop Bram's actions that damaged the belongings in the house.

"Astagfirefull!" Goddess and Lulu were surprised to see such a crazed Bram.

Muin and Cecep were forced to hold Bram and even knocked him unconscious at Cakra's behest. After Bram was unconscious, he calmed down and lay in bed. Seeing the regret and heartbreak of Bram, made Nilam sad also feel guilty. If not for her pampering Bram too much, her son would definitely not have this kind of attitude.

Cakra and Nilam stick to their decision, that they will not let Bram disturb the household relationship of Satria and Amayra.

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At Satria's house, that night Amayra and Satria were still in a happy mood. Both of them had not fallen asleep, but the night was already very late.

"May, haven't slept?" satria asked while looking at his wife's back and the long hair that had been broken.

"Not yet brother," he replied in a soft voice.

"Why? You want to eat something? Or do you want a drink? Is anyone sick?" satria asked while turning his wife's body, so that they both looked up. Both are in the same bed.

"I'm okay,"

"Why haven't you slept yet?" satria asked as she stroked Amayra's long hair.

"Not yet. Why aren't you sleeping, too? Want to wake up again at dawn?" amayra asked her husband.

"When you wake me up, why should I be afraid of bad luck?" Satria smiled, her hand stroking the wife's hand.

"Hem, sister should get used to waking up on her own! It's bigger to resist the temptation of the devil alone" Amayra reminded.

"Well, if I don't sleep at night and don't get tired, I'll wake up on my own. I still used to pray on time, but it was very difficult to wake up at dawn" Satria smiled confusedly, she always had difficulty opening her eyes when going to perform dawn prayers.

"Why difficult? Because the devil binds to the sleeping person, especially the one who will perform worship. Brother knows not? In sleep, the jinn and demons will always be there. Moreover, these armies of demons, have promised God to tempt man to the end of time. The Prophet Shallallahu alaihi wa sallam himself once said that the devil will bind man when he sleeps up to three bonds. This satanic bond, if not removed will disturb the soul and spirit of a Muslim, including in matters of worship and activity. The impact was not only late prayer, but the negative effects for a full day,"

Satria listened to his wife's explanation carefully, she grew more and more amazed at the Sholehah woman. Every time she was with Amayra, she always felt comfortable.

Besides being beautiful, my wife is also Sholehah. Masya Allah once. Satria enchanted.

Amayra was confused to see Satria just smiling while looking at her. "Satria's brother! Why even daydream? Brother hear me not anyway?" amayra asked her husband.

Satria refocused, "I hear how, how do I keep getting up late at dawn?"satria asked while looking at the wife's face.

"the way? Do not sleep late at night, set alarms, read prayers before bed, wudu before bed, read short letters as well. But without all that if we don't start with the intention, we'll be hard to wake up at dawn,"

"So it has to be intent?"

"Well, did you not intend before doing something?"ask Amayra astonished.

"I mean, even I like to read bismillah when going to do something. Sometimes I forget, though,"

"Sister, that intention is not only in the pronunciation but from the heart. It is desirable to wake up at dawn because of God, because we want to do our duty as obedient human beings. God willing my brother will get used to it later,"

"Well, ma'am ustadzah, but if I've done all that and I'm still up late, what?" ask Satria.

"Hum..." Amayra seemed to think, her eyes twirling around.

"Of course it has to be this," Satria put her face close to Amayra's. His hand stroked Amayra's cheeks gently, he buried his lips on her beautiful lips.

Satria bit his wife's lips, until they were wide open. Their tongues played in there with affection and tenderness.

"Hmrh!"

Amayra's hands were coiled around Satria's neck, and she enjoyed the loving kiss of her husband. Shortly afterwards Satria released her pagutan, Satria's face reddened and hot.

"Sister.." Amayra looked at her husband with some disappointment, why Satria stopped her activity in the middle.

"I'm sorry, I slept on the couch today" Satria got up, and she felt her body heat up. If the kiss goes on, maybe she'll want something else and be blurred.

God, there's something that wants to explode inside me. I can't help myself anymore if I'm in the same bed as Amayra.

"Why brother? Am I wrong?" As Amayra sat on the bed, she looked at her husband sadly. Holding Satria's hand.

"No, you have nothing wrong" said Satria, turning her face away.

"Why do you want to sleep on the couch?" ask Amayra sadly.

"I want to, you're going to sleep fast. Tomorrow we'll take a walk." Satria stood up, but Amayra held her hand. Her lips pursed, her forehead wrinkled, her eyes squinting looking suspiciously at her husband.

"Mayra.." - Satria called out to her in a sweet voice.

"It's not May, you've got nothing wrong. I was just afraid that I wanted more than a kiss" said the man with a timid face.

Amayra flinched with her innocent face, she looked at Satria. She blushed in shame. Amayra's mind had already drifted far in the other direction. More than a kiss? What does that mean?

What does it mean that Satria wants that?

"You don't understand what I mean, do you?" Satria grinned, he had guessed that his wife must not understand what he meant.

"Sister, I'm sorry! All this time I kept quiet, I never asked my brother or offered to him. I'm sorry I'm not a good wife, but if you want me to, tonight you can do it, I'll fulfill all my obligations,"

Oh my God, Amayra, you have truly sinned. During this time your husband withholds his desires and n*fsu alone, you should serve him as a wife.

"Amayra, ye-" Satria was flabbergasted by his wife's words.

"It's okay brother," Amayra nodded preparedly.

Satria sighed, she sat back in the corner of the bed. He looked at his wife with a bitter smile. His pent-up desire for Amayra, he could endure because he always remembered one thing. "No Amayra, even though I want to, but I can't do it! Not right now, you are pregnant. Doctor Diana said, doing that would be very dangerous for your womb, we'll do it later."

"But it's okay to hold him?" ask Amayra to feel guilty.

"God willing I can. That's why I want to sleep on the couch first, don't you ban me?" Satria smiled gently.

"Well brother," said Amayra obediently.

Before going to bed Satria kissed Amayra's forehead gently. Don't forget he turned off the room lights.

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The next day, Amayra prepared breakfast as usual. She saw her husband sleeping on the sofa in the living room after dawn prayers.

"Ish, I told you not to sleep again after the dawn prayer" Amayra shook her head to see her husband asleep on the sofa.

When Amayra was making warm milk, suddenly a pair of thick, coiled hands gently. Hot lips touched her neck wrapped in a white veil. The breath of the husband made Amayra ticklish. "Sister is up? I just saw my sister still asleep" said Amayra surprised.

"Hehe yes I'm awake, I smell my wife's cooking. It looks like my wife is cooking fried rice special," Satria said as she stroked Amayra's stomach affectionately, like a father waiting for the birth of a baby.

"Big brother is right, I did cook fried rice! Sister shower, wash your face first, we have breakfast together yes," Amayra smiled cheerfully to invite her husband to breakfast together.

"Okay, but I haven't greeted this little one yet." Satria squatted in front of Amayra. He looked at the belly while smiling. "Assalamualaikum baby, good morning! You're doing okay, right? You must be fine because today I will take you for a walk. Hows it? You want to take a walk? If you want, kick mommy's stomach one time!" Satria spoke with that distended stomach, she held gently the belly of Amayra.

"Haha, what's the big brother talking about?" Amayra laughed when she heard her husband talking to the baby.

"Well, didn't he hear me? He moved, you know," Satria smiled widely, as soon as a movement was felt from the wife's stomach.

"Ohduh, really move!" Amayra was also surprised, she could not believe that her son was responding to Satria's words. The baby kicked hard.

"Do you agree that we go for a walk today?" satria asked, bringing her face closer.

This time Satria's face was hit by the baby's kick, a sign that she agreed to go for a walk with Satria. Amayra was moved because Satria was willing to accept her and her baby sincerely. Satria promises that she will be a good father and husband to Amayra and her baby.

After finishing breakfast together, Amayra and Satria went for a walk to the amusement park. Because Amayra wanted to go to the amusement park, but she always never had time to go there. They spend time together at the amusement park, eating and riding rides there which is certainly safe for pregnant women.

"Whoah! This is so exciting! I'm going up again!" Amayra exclaimed excited and wanted to ride again the comedy swivel.

"You've climbed 3 times May, are you still not satisfied? Aren't you dizzy?" ask Satria astonishment.

"How come, I'm going to go up again, brother? Yes, yes, can you?" Amayra was spoiled for her husband. Things he never did before.

Seeing Amayra being spoiled, Satria felt that Amayra was indeed young. He is the one who should spend time learning and achieving dreams. In fact, he had to marry young because of the circumstances, even so Satria was grateful to be able to be met with women as good as Amayra even though it was in a bad state.

Perhaps this is called the blessing behind the disaster. I got a priceless beautiful diamond in my life. If nothing had happened, Amayra would not have been my wife. I'll never get this beautiful diamond.

"Sister, why are you daydreaming?" amayra asked to see her husband daydreaming.

"ah! It's nothing! May you don't go up first yes, I want to buy a drink first for you. Look at that shit, the veil's wet!" Satria nagged when she saw his wife's veil soaked in sweat.

"Well, but I want to ride it!"

"I'll ride it again, but now sit here and wait. I'd like to get a drink" Satria sat his wife in a long chair near the kora-kora. Amayra nodded obediently.

Sometimes he's grown up and sometimes he's adorable like a kid.

Satria saw Amayra's empty finger leaping up with nothing there. Satria left for a while with an excuse to buy a drink.

Amayra waited for Satria there with a sullen face, it had been almost 20 minutes Satria had not returned as well. He can't wait to ride a comedy. Shortly after, Satria comes out of nowhere. Carrying a love-shaped balloon and he gave the balloon to Amayra.

"Satria's sister?" Amayra saw in the balloon that it was written I love you in Arabic.

انا احبك

Satria smiled gently, asking her to look under her balloon. Amayra saw a gold-plated ring there.

"Satria's brother.."

"Marriage ring is missing, this is it instead." said Satria with a smile.

Amayra saw the ring, she saw the initials of Satria and Amayra there. S love A's. Amayra's ring has long been lost to robbers and Satria buys it again after her feelings of love grow stronger for Amayra. He bought it with his own money. He put the ring on Amayra's ring finger. Both are smiling happily.

"I love you too, sister" said Amayra with her harrowing smile. Her hands hugged her husband until she forgot where he was.

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Sorry readers, today is late! 😍