Wrong Khitbah
93. SK 2: FI AMANILLAH DARLING
"hiks.hikss..hiks.." Zahwa's small sobs could be heard whispering in Akhtar's arms.
His head was rubbed and occasionally kissed to calm him down.
No one can prevent her husband from leaving this time, yes it is easy to let her go, but if it has arrived at a time like this, she is the hardest to part even for a while.
He held the burly body, as if he did not want to let go far from it. His face swiped against the chest of the field before him, wiping away the tears that continued to flow.
His forehead in the old kiss, his eyes closed enjoying the chewy thing that landed on his smooth forehead. For some time to come, he won't get that kiss.
"Sstt...already?" Finally the burly man made a sound
Loosening his embrace slightly, he wiped away the trail of tears with his thumb, then kissed those pink lips.
Yes, this is when Akhtar left to go and take care of Kiyai Kholis who was sick
"I go yes.well here, pay attention to health do not get sick. If there's anything call me"
"Hiks.hemm. Don't forget to call me Bib. "
"Of course, I will contact you later if the signal is good and the time is possible" he said gently
"Promise!?"
"InshaaAllah.ya already then I leave now ya Humaira.agar not jammed while on the road"
"Hem.fi Amanillah baby.I'm waiting for you. Ummuuaachh.ummuach.
"Don't test me dear.I will leave this soon.maybe later I am late for repeating last night" said Akhtar swiping their noses.
"Hihihi.it's okay. I'm ready to serve you my husband." said Zahwa blushing with embarrassment.
"Cups! The cup! MasyaaAllah is very clever you dear. Why do these moments make me so upset and not want to leave you, hemm? Though I have to leave immediately" said Akhtar peeked at Zahwa's reddish cheeks and made Zahwa's facial water turn soft at the end of his sentence.
Akhtar who saw that hugged him back tightly.
"Patience not long. Just a minute"
"Hmm.ta-"
Tok.dok...
The sound of knocking on the door made Zahwa stop his words.
" Driver is waiting below." Umi's voice was heard telling.
" Alright, come down" Akhtar asked
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"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" replied simultaneously the two women he loved.
Slowly Akhtar's car left the house and eventually came out of the boarding area.
Zahwa came in after the car Akhtar was riding in disappeared from his sight.
"Son..Umi to the room first yes, Umi wants to rest" said Umi to Zahwa
"Okay Umi, let Mary interracial" said Zahwa then memapah Umi into the room.
Zahwa arranged the location of Umi's pillow and covered Umi so that Umi was comfortable resting.
"Thank you dear.."
"Yes Umi.sama-sama" Zahwa replied smilingly.
"Zahwa said come out, Umi, have a good rest" after which Zahwa went out of Umi's room.
Zahwa returned to his room, because really he had no activities today. Tired of sitting on the balcony. She went inside and her eyes were fixed on her husband's mini-library.
"Rather than thinking keep trying to replace me by reading a book" he thought.
The tip of his fingers groped the books. His choice fell on a book called 'early guidance on building a good household' about so he could catch from the beginning of the title page of the book.
Interested in reading it, he took the book to the couch and sat there, and began to read the book.
15 Minutes later he read the book. Her eyes are hypnotized to want to sleep. However, because he was still busy reading, he continued reading.
In the next instant, he got a fold of calligraphy drawing paper as he was about to turn the next page.
Curiosity gnawed at his soul. He opened the paper. There is a calligraphy that says 'ana uhibbuka fillah Gus' in Arabic.
The deg!
His heart raced fast when he saw a name at the bottom right end of the paper. 'Aleeyaa '🌈'
Whatisthis? Who her?
Inner wonders. His brain thought hard to approve all members of the Akhtar family that he knew. But failing that, none of whom he remembers has a relative of Akhtar named Aleeyaa..
Most tired of falling asleep on the couch still hugging the book.
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nb: back remind no polygamy 🙂
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