Two Red Lines

CHAPTER 1

Never stop trying. Even if what you can is still a disappointment, believe me if God is preparing something beautiful for you at the right time. ~Aqila Kanaira Princess Cullen~

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This morning it felt so different. The cold so pierced into the bone. In addition, rain spots began to fall soaking the land of Brunei Darussalam. This is certainly a sign, if this country starts to enter the rainy season. 

The sound of water gurgling out there, certainly does not make a woman who is sitting on a bathroom closet become disturbed. His eyes were fixed on the two things in his hand. 

Heavy breathing with swollen eyes is certainly a sign that the woman is not okay. The pregnancy test that she was using, apparently still shows line one. He was late for a week today. Yet again, Allah has not given him that sustenance. 

Again he, Aqila Kanaira the wife of a Khali Mateen, was disappointed with the prospect in his hands. What a great hope he had when he found out that he had been lost this month. 

Even with so much confidence, Aqila had already prepared a plan to say this happy news. However, it seems like fate has brought him back to joke. His high hopes, shattered in vain are not in effect. He must again accept that fate has not allowed him to have children.

Aqila's memory soon turned back to what happened a few years ago. Where for the last time he came to Indonesia. 

That day, Haura, who was Khali's younger brother, gave happy news. The news of the birth of the daughter of the man who had once been close to her must have been a tidbit of happiness for Aqila.

Without delaying any more, Aqila, Khali and Haura immediately flew to Indonesia using the Royal plane. Not to forget, they also brought some fancy gifts for the tiny baby couple Rey and Jessica. 

Somehow getting closer to Rey's house, there was an indescribable feeling in Aqila. Moreover, seeing the happiness of his sister-in-law for the birth of Rey's baby, certainly makes something in his heart a little sick.

After a long journey. Finally the car that took them, began to enter a luxurious and unique house. From inside the car, Aqila could already see the whereabouts of Mama from Rey waiting for her. 

"Welcome home."

"Assalamualaikum, Aunt." Haura and herself approached. They grabbed the back of the middle-aged woman's hand and kissed her.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Come on in Nak Khali," take Mama Ria so warmly. 

"Yes, Aunt."

They all finally entered and were immediately greeted by Rey, Bima, Jessica and Amanda. 

"Congratulations on her wedding, Assistant. Sorry I can not attend because there is a job," said Haura who was also happy with the good news from Bima. 

"Look easy, Princess. I know you're so busy."

Haura. He dislikes it the most when someone overreacts to him. He just wants to be treated like an ordinary person.

"Let's sit!" 

Aqila immediately took a sitting position next to her husband. Do not forget their two hands that are always grasping makes anyone who sees feel happy.

"God willing. Obviously you're viral, Little Baby. You're beautiful like your mama" haura said, kissing Shira's cheek.

 

"What's his name?" ask Haura again.

"Arrisa Lashira."

"Name is good and beautiful."

Aqila was just silent with her hands clasping tightly to her husband's fingers. Somehow seeing a tiny baby whose skin is still flushed makes his motherly soul come out. 

"Will Aqila not hold Shira's baby?" mama Ria's question certainly made Aqila turn her head.

Immediately Aqila forced a smile to cover up the belligerent turmoil in her heart. 

"Can I?" tanyanya asked for approval. 

"Of course, son."

The sister of her husband approached, and gave the little baby to her hand. 

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."

Aqila started to take the baby and move it to her carrier. His hands were shaking when he first felt a little baby in his arms. 

Especially when looking at a face that is still reddish with its fragile body. Of course unconsciously made Aqila's eyes glazed over. This is what it feels like to hold a baby.

Saving her, taking her to and fro and don't forget her petite and cute body further makes something in her heart back up.

Aqila ventured to touch Baby Shira's cheek and gave a brief kiss on her forehead. Simultaneously, the tears that had been held back since then finally dripped. His desire for the figure of a baby is expected, sometimes making him jealous of a partner who has been blessed with a child. 

Instantly, Aqila's daydream was split to hear the knock on the door with a heavy voice typical of the husband.

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