WEDDING THORN

DOCTOR'S ADVICE

Arkan held Asna's arm when he was about to leave before him, then tightly grabbed the body of the woman he loved so much.

“Dik, Mas don't want to lose you,” smirk Arkan wholeheartedly.

Asna took a deep breath, then released her embrace.

“Mas .. I'll still be there for you. Even always there and be your wife, even though you will marry again.”

Asna's heavy voice was stifled, not thinking her life would be this complicated. Especially herself who asked her husband wholeheartedly.

Arkan's treatment hasn't changed a bit either. Although there is no presence of a baby figure, but always behave like a newlywed. I don't know what Arkan's heart really is made of.

“Mas still refused, Dik, and Mas want us to try another way, as long as they do not marry again. After all, there is Imel, why not just focus on him. Hasn't he also become our son?” cecar Arkan took a look at his wife's heart.

"But Imel, not the blood of the flesh. Of course, something like this makes me sick. It's not perfect being your wife."

However, he does not want to be double. Polygamy is allowed, it's just hard for Arkan to undergo.

Asna was silent for a moment. Imel was already his son even though he was just an adopted child, but all was done to lure him in order to get pregnant quickly, but until now it had no effect whatsoever on him and he also loved the boy very much. Basically Imel will always be loved, but his intentions really do not get blessing, when Asna never got pregnant.

However, still she wanted to feel as a woman who can give birth and breastfeed directly from her own body. Her desire and hope is so great to be a perfect woman.

“What need we adopt one of the newborns, Dik?” bargain Arkan. There are many babies who still need their adoptive parents like Imel.

Asna's heart was getting grimace. Is he too selfish? In fact, Arkan continued to persuade her that her marriage did not take place.

His lips were getting more and more unable to speak. It's not easy to say yes or no.

“Dik, answer the question Mas?” Arkan moved both of Asna's shoulders with a slight grip.

“Mas, why do you always think about my feelings? Though Mas also wants a child, ‘kan? Mas selfish just for reasons of love,” said Asna whose emotions are increasingly exploding in the crown.

“I know Mas prayer every night that always asks for a child to present. Mas also needs a successor to the future, right?”

Asna's voice was getting higher, not to argue, but Arkan should have realized that he also needed a successor for his life. It is impossible to always rely on yourself until old age.

Almost every night, Asna cried in silence watching the figure of her husband who continued to pray and ask with the same prayer. Honestly, Asna's heart was sad to see Arkan's patience and fortitude all along.

However, Asna also could not keep silent. While still having age and Arkan who looks dashing, it never hurts to plant his seeds in other women.

“Remember, Mas. Mas also need to be happy with the real life of Mas.” Asna's voice weakened, staring at Arkan's sobbing face made her heart even more fragile.

“I give way halal than Mas should snack outside, because it does not get satisfaction from me.”

It's enough debate tonight that shakes the heart. He knew that his words might hurt, but he only spoke the truth.

Her heart whimpered behind the bathroom door with emotions rolling in her heart, but Asna braced herself. He washed his ablution to dampen his emotions, then chose to close his eyes as quickly as possible.

Arkan was still silent as if he was dreaming about what happened. He wanted to realize his painful dream. Why can his wife think no, and ask outside his mind.

Arkan stepped inside and saw his woman lying with her eyes closed in her eye bags.

Really, Arkan's heart was sad to see Asna like this. His feet walked forward, giving a kiss and allowing the blanket to cover his body.

“Mas loves you very much, Dik!” lirih Arkan held back her tears.

The painful night with all the emotions had changed, making Asna's heart seem to forget what had happened.

There was a sound of shalawat that made her ears piqued, Asna blinked and turned towards the husband who was still sleeping soundly. She thought her husband was angry and chose to sleep in another room, but he did not.

His legs began to incline slowly, Asna walked to the bathroom to clean his body, then berwudhu and perform the two rakaat sunna before dawn arrived.

Her hand begged to soften her husband's heart, to consider the request made last night. No one can melt the heart of her husband except the Owner of the Heart.

Even though last night there was a storm that attacked did not mean Asna's duty was negligent in serving her husband. Now, his body was already standing beside Arkan looking at his tired-looking face.

“Mas, wake up ngggeh. Cup!” Asna's lips had landed on her husband's cheek.

As usual, Asna always woke up her husband at dawn. The obligation to live in the household has never been missed for seven years running.

She was so comfortable with Arkan that she could not get up in a third of the night, but would not let her husband sleep, at dawn. The best time to start a real life.

Arkan wriggled, stretched his hands up, and opened his eyes slowly. Instantly his lips opened to see the figure of ayu woman in front of him.

His face facing each other makes Arkan easy to return his kiss.

The cup!

He slightly held his kiss on Asna's forehead, then his hands were tightly coiled around her waist.

“Before Dawn, Mas,” Overt Asna. It has become a habit to get a spoiled attitude of her husband every morning.

TBC.