Twice Married

Following on Ibra's birthday

Hayy, good night. I'm back in the room

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Fatih was still stretching out both of her hands in the swirl of the bed. He stared at the roof of the room which was light blue. Occasionally his hand touched his lips which he had accidentally used to kiss Ibra's cheek before the man set out for the city.

"Why is my chest beating like this ?"

Seems like breath is sticking out.

"I know why again? How do I feel like I'm not kayak gini ?"

His face was blushing, his lips constantly widening revealing his white teeth. He smiles to himself. His body he rolled here and there. Keep remembering the incident and Ibra's expression that was just warm to him.

"But no! For now I don't want to get hurt anymore !"

"I'm happy to live my life without rules and regulations. I was married to him, but it was just status.

"I can't fall in love with her anytime soon, until I feel like my trauma is gone. I want to explore my career, filial to Papa and mama !"

Let Fatih keep going with desire

and his own net, he can plan, but he must remember there is a God who will determine his life after this.

***

Ibra is still sitting on the waiting bench at the airport. His face was not as happy as Fatih's at home. He kept looking at the sandwich made by his wife. A beautiful fluffy sweet smile was knotted in the line of her lips.

Four years of widening without the attention of a wife and a warm kiss, certainly makes himself now like flying to the peak of happiness.

He grabbed his cell phone and looked through the photo of his marriage contract with Fatih. He rubbed the face of Fatih who photographed together with him with a makeshift smile.

"You're my wife now! You're mine, Fat !"

He accidentally replaced the wallpapper on his phone screen with a photo of the two of them.

He smiled again, looking at Fatih's face continuously.

"I promise to change the wound in your heart, hopefully you can also treat my trauma.."

He ate the sandwich with nothing left. Not because he was hungry, but because he was moved and flattered. The sense of number two, which is important Fatih can already give his attention to Ibra.

He will not demand anything from Fatih, because he knows Fatih is young, his position is higher than him and his past household problems are very difficult to hit his heart.

***

Fatih continued to yawn long, both eyes like tired of looking at a computer screen. Not tired from fatigue, but his sleep last night was less sound.

It seems he was used to Ibra accompanying his sleep in the dark of the night.

Geck.

Enter Lani into approaching her.

"Mom, I'm sorry someone wanted to see you.."

"Who? If it's Fahmi, just tell me I'm not in place! Please Lani, try not to see her face here!"

Fatin gave a harsh ultimatum that Lani had to carry out.

"Sorry Mom, it's not Mr. Fahmi who wants to see you.."

"Oh? All right, please allow it to come in!"

Lani turned her body back to walk out the door.

Later then.

"Please, Mom.." Lani let the middle-aged lung woman in.

Instantly, Fatih's face sparkled and moved quickly from his chair, walking and approaching his mother-in-law.

"Sorry, Son. I'm bothering you by coming straight here.."

Fatih respectfully kissed the back of her in-laws hand. He asked her to sit on the sofa.

Lani nodded and left them.

"Not bothering you at all, Mom. You came here alone?" ask Fatih to Hanum's mother.

"Yes son, I'm here to see you. Previously, I had come to Ibra's office, wanted to bring her favorite birthday cake.but it turns out that Ibra has a task out of town, yes this has made Fatih aja, rather than redundant."

Fatih received a cake offered by her mother-in-law.

"Mas Ibra's birthday today? I really don't know, how to know. We haven't talked much about each of our lives!"

"Make a lot mom. I'm very kind.."

Fatin continued to hold Hanum's mother's hand.

"Please enjoy it, ma'am.." Lani invited them to eat what she had served on the table.

"Son?"

"Yes, Mom-" Fatih put her syrup on the table.

"What is Ibra's attitude toward you? Is Ibra good to you, son?"

Fatih gave her best smile again, at once Ibu Hanum understood that her daughter-in-law was happy.

"Very good, ma'am! Mas Ibra is very attentive to me, mother don't worry huh. We love each other-"

Mother Hanum was so moved, she hugged Fatih's body with a slow sobbing.

"Don't leave Ibra, son! His heart was as delicate as cotton, he was a son who never troubled his mother, father and brothers. Always hold onto himself what he feels."

Fatih kept stroking Mother Hanum's back.

"Mother was so grateful, Fatih wanted to marry Ibra. Accept all her circumstances." Hanum's mother pulled her face to stare near the son-in-law. "May your marriage be everlasting until death do you part and may Allah quickly give you offspring."

Dep.

Hearing the mother-in-law's words, it really sliced her heart. He and Ibra lied to their parents. Parents who sincerely pray for happiness for their marriage.

But Fatih's heart was still reluctant to accept all that. All he knew was that Ibra was just like him, equally not ready to accept this marriage. Both are not ready to carry out tasks like husband and wife.

Fatih doesn't want to go anymore. He is still traumatized by the miscarriage that he experienced with the most heinous treatment Fahmi. He is also enjoying his career as a director at his father's company. It was already the time he wanted to be filial.

"Good, Son. I'll go home first, yes, your father's looking for me.."

"Good, Mom. Greetings back to Father-"

***

Three hours after Hanum's departure. Fatih was still fixated on seeing the birthday cake that her in-laws had brought for Ibra at the table.

Heart's churning. There was a strange feeling from within his soul. He continued to think about the words of Mother Hanum and the shadow figure of Ibra who is having a birthday today.

Then

With a long enough thought. He breathed very long. Then he moved to hold his body in the chair. Grabbing phone

"Call, Lan. Please book me a plane ticket to Bali, this afternoon!"

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