The Uninduced Heaven

Realised it...

The night is getting embracing, cold and quiet as if trying to end the fatigue felt by humans.

Comfort has been promised to the full night, hoping that in the morning everyone can return to the routine.

Emyr's room was downstairs, however, there was a veranda he could access to enjoy the air outside.

The flowers that were stuck in the row of medium-sized pots, the result of the patience of Zivanna the Big Brother.

Emyr approached the white-colored rocking wooden chair, he sat down and swung his body up there.

Very attached he looked at a pair of white heels that he accidentally put on a table that was also white.

Apparently Khai left his shoes in his car, and Emyr only realized when he reached the porch of his house.

For a moment he remembered, how his instincts wanted a romance flow when dealing directly with his beloved woman.

Emyr knows he is too melancholy, he continues to be loyal to a love that is never likely to unite like his imagination.

Emyr asked who. The man standing by Papa Axel's side, who is he? Why do you seem to care so much about Khai?

Emyr thought, with Haikal's surrender, he had a chance to get close to his girl. Apparently not, dead one is growing yet another new rival.

Clik...

📥 [It's Khai number, Gus.]

The contact name inscribed with ustadz Haikal also encloses a contact with the name Khaira. Emyr smiled and replied to Haikal with a big thank you.

Moments ago, Emyr contacted Haikal Sulaiman, asking for the number of Khai still in use.

Getting a good reply Haikal, Emyr immediately save Khai's number, then send his call. He hesitated and turned it off for a moment, before he dared to try it again.

...{[<<>>]}...

While in his place, Khai curled up on his bed and the roll of his blanket, his swollen eyes became a sign that he had just ended his crying.

He thought that if Emyr had not followed him, perhaps George, who had been obsessed with him for a long time, would have gotten what he should not have.

Khai is grateful, Emyr still seems to care about him. And Khai also felt, Emyr still has the same taste towards him.

Oh my God, once again Khai tepis far away. Wouldn't it have been very steady, if he would never want to damage the relationship of others.

Then what is this? Will she also be willing to be made a second wife when Emyr proposes to her?

"Astaghfirullah's..."

Kriii... Ringing sourced from his cell phone, he stopped immediately by pressing the green button on his screen.

Given that the work is always concerned with the patient, Khai never rejects someone's call. Even though the number is unknown.

"Assalamualaikum, good night" he said politely as he sat leaning on the head of his bed.

📞 "Waalaikumusalam, Shan."

"Emyr?" Khai frowns. He touched his chest, where the beating heart began to frown.

📞 "Where are his legs?"

Khai nodded enthusiastically. "B-well, Mama just sorted a little," she replied.

📞 "Your shoes...," unfinished the man across there, Khai was already shrieking a little loudly. "Oh my God, I forgot, sorry Myr!"

He patted his head, sorry. And silence had surrounded their conversation, before Emyr again asked.

📞 "For what apologies?"

Khai shook his head in regret. "You must be afraid Adeeva misunderstood, right?" ogre. "Sorry, Myr. Then I close first. Greetings to your son and wife" he added.

Gegas Khai turned off the phone unilaterally. He realized that his position was not in a justified circle. "Emyr is Khai's wife."

Clik...

Again, the ringing rings. This time a message that Emyr sent with an unknown number.

📥 [I'm no longer with Adeeva.]

"Huh?" Khai looked at me questioningly. Then, another message came in.

📥 [We divorced five years ago. At that time we realized that there was no heaven in our marriage.]

📥 [If I may be honest. My race is still the same, from the past until now, still only to you, Khaira.]

The text message that succeeded made Khai smile. Even so happy, tears also crawled her smooth cheeks.

That message was not the last message. Because they continued to retaliate against each other until the dawn of Azan reverb.

...{[<<>>]}...

Morning lift fresh dew. Slowly the dew eroded, and the blossoming of Emyr's smile, already overpowering the bright sun this morning.

The box-shaped minimalist dining table is inhabited by his Emyr, Abah and Ummi. The three of them had just wanted to start a breakfast ritual together.

Clik...

Emyr smilingly gets a text message from a number he keeps with the name SUN, or sun. Well... The sun in his heart.

Perhaps the wind can come from any direction, but the sun is always faithful; that is, it rises in the east and sets in the west, like its love for Khaira.

Didn't sleep all night, but I don't know Emyr was excited this morning.

Ummi joined in smiling to see the sweet smile of Emyr who had long disappeared, now as if back in bloom. Happy rays that came from nowhere, certainly add to the good looks of his youngest son.

"Why are you smiling to yourself, Gus?" Ummi finally asked curiously. Unlike usual, Emyr did not stop smiling, even occasionally giggling a little while fiddling with his phone.

"No Ummi," argued Emyr. He finished his chat, then seriously started his morning breakfast ritual.

On top of his chair, Abah Zainy Dahlan was also curious, but as much as possible he could hold it until their breakfast was over.

After breakfast, Abah deliberately follows Emyr's steps out of the house. He had to talk to his youngest son without his wife knowing.

"Guss." Emyr turned his head in shock, even turning his body to face the Abah who was now standing looking at him.

"Yes Bah..." Emyr frowned thinly. Tumben once Abah wants to take him out of the house. "What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"What are you hiding from your Ummi?" ask Abah.

Emyr sighed softly, dimming the look in his eyes. He knew Abah must be curious, who he was having a chat with just now.

"Who are you approaching? Don't get close to zina, Gus, "remember Abah. "At your present age, you've needed a wife to avoid the evilness of your orgasm."

Emyr. Abah was right, because in fact, he was unable to control himself when he met his Khaira. "Are you ready to hear Emyr's confession?" tanyakanya.

Abah was silent, honestly he was a little afraid to hear Emyr's confession that never fit his will.

Unlike Hilman and Zivanna, Emyr always did what could be said to be out of his family tradition. For example, his work is far from the habits of the Gus.

"Like Abah who claimed to have only ever loved one life partner, Emyr was the same, only ever had this taste to one woman alone."

Abah rippled to hear it. Emyr's expression just now, it freaked him out.

"In addition to Ummi and Ning Zivanna, Shanshan is the only woman Emyr loves, Bah."

Again, Abah was only able to budge.

"You must know very well, Ustadz Haikal did not marry Shanshan."

Well... Abah did know from the beginning, only, Abah deliberately did not tell his son. "His family definitely doesn't like us, Gus," she said.

"You must know why they hate us" Emyr said in a soft tone. And Abah was well aware of what made the Miller family hate them.

It's obvious because of the painful rejection they threw six years ago at the Miller family's precious daughter.

They are indeed outrageous, especially the words of his sisters-in-law. Later Abah also just found out, his sister-in-law who was originally eager to unite Adeeva and Emyr has got a farm from Kiyai Abbas; adeeva's father.

Emyr knows very well. As much as Abah's love for his Ummi, until Abah accidentally closed his eyes with the wrong behavior of the greedy Ummi Fatimah sisters.

"The rice has become porridge, Emyr."

Emyr. "But that doesn't mean, porridge is also not worth our enjoyment, Bah," he said.

"There are only two choices Emyr wants, Abah proposes to Shanshan for Emyr, or let Emyr live in emptiness."

Abah Zainy is stunned. The attitude and disposition of his favorite youngest son, is indeed very different from other daughter's sons. Behind the residence and tranquility of Emyr dzemir, there was a petrified stern that he could not hit until it was destroyed.

However, again he thought sane, was not when he gave the name dzemir, he knew that Emyr dzemir means a king who is strong, tough, and like iron then as hard is the loyalty of Emyr his youngest son.

📌 Huaaa, thanks for being faithful... Lopeee you all anyway....