A Little Hope For Ashma
19. The man who wants Ashma

Ashma busies herself with Aunt Marianee in the kitchen by making cookies. They also occasionally joke, telling interesting and funny things.

Ashma feels very happy to meet Aunt Marianee, she misses the love of a mother she has not had in a long time.

Unknowingly Ashma's tears trickled down, Marianee's aunt who saw that immediately approached Ashma.

"Darling why are you crying?" Ask aunt Marianee worried.

Ashma shook her head as she wiped her tears, "i just miss my mother." Aunt Marianee hugged Ashma, stroking her delicate back.

"It's very hard for a child to be left with a mother, you know what it feels like and it's not easy" said aunt Marianee so subtly.

For a moment they clutch at each other. Aunt Marianee understood Ashma's feelings, her daughter-in-law must have missed her mother very much.

Ashma who felt a feeling of sadness that made her chest tight a moment ago had instantly shrunk as she revealed her in the arms of Aunt Marianee.

Ashma immediately took off the embrace and wiped away her tears.

"Sorry Ma, I cried instead" Ashma felt guilty because she was crying when she was joking with aunt Marianee.

"It's okay baby, that feeling of longing is normal for us, humane."

Like getting a positive injection, Ashma smiled happily. Once again she hugged Aunt Marianee so enthusiastically.

"Honey, now you better prepare this cake that you made for your husband."

Ashma nodded in understanding as soon as she prepared the cake she had made into the plate, Ashma said goodbye to aunt Marianee to meet Adam.

"May Adam love my cake." murmured Ashma as she walked into Adam's study hoping that her husband would like his cake.

Ashma slowly knocks on Adam's door, finding Adam's voice inviting him to enter, and Ashma steps her foot in.

Ashma finds Adam examining documents that are very much piled up on his desk, the man also uses glasses to make his charisma so clear. Ashma could not deny that Adam was really very handsome.

"I made a cake with my mom, and I made it for you, too" Ashma said in a faint voice that made Adam immediately focus his eyes to look at Ashma. Looks like the woman is no longer sulking at him.

Adam got up from his seat to immediately draw near to Ashma. After being in front of Ashma, Adam took Ashma to sit on the sofa. Ashma felt Adam's big hand touching his waist gently.

"You've been crying?" Ask Adam to get Ashma's puffy eyes.

Ashma found Adam's warmed face was not as cold as usual.

"A-I just miss my mom," she chirped with her face met because of Adam's attentive gaze.

Adam had a little beard and his eyes turned to the cake Ashma had placed on the table.

"May I taste it?"

Ashma immediately nodded, "this is for you, try."

Adam took one piece of his favorite chocolate cake. With sparkling eyes he immediately ate the cake slowly, not forgetting Adam also wheeled first to make Ashma even more amazed.

When Adam got his first bite he was silent for a moment while feeling the cake in his mouth.

Ashma was waiting for Adam's opinion about the cake he made, there was a feeling of a little anxiety for fear that Adam did not like it.

Adam who found Ashma's face craving something, then chuckled small because his wife's face was very adorable.

"Why are you laughing, is the cake bad?" Ashma.

Adam shook his head softly, "not because of that but because your face is so longed for something like a child, it tickles my stomach a lot."

Ashma who heard Adam's words immediately felt very ashamed.

"Well, how does it feel? is delicious?" Ashma asked once again so enthusiastically as a child who wanted to be given praise.

Adam did not answer, the man took another piece of cake on the plate and immediately devoured it.

"Adam I asked..." Whine Ashma with annoyance.

"Hmm" Adam only cleared his throat in response but was unsatisfactory to Ashma.

Adam who found Ashma's face showing an annoyed expression immediately took another piece of cake, but now he gave it to Ashma.

"Surely you haven't tasted it yet," Ashma took the cake from Adam's hand, then she tried it out slowly.

Ashma felt-taste her own cake, she felt the cake was delicious just it tastes less sweet and it is appropriate that was told by Aunt Marianee that Adam did not like sweet too much.

"The cake is very good Ashma, you also use the use of sugar that is not too much, right in my mouth."

Hearing Adam's positive comments, Ashma smiled happily, "Mama told me she said you didn't like sweet."

Adam mangosteen then his attention centered on Ashma's lips which contained traces of cake crumbs attached to the corners of his lips.

Adam rubbed the corner of Ashma's lips so gently, he put away the remnants of Ashma's lipped cake. Ashma who felt the soft touch of Adam's hand on her lips made her blood rustle.

It was as if there was a longing symphony between the two making Adam's work room quiet. They looked at each other with turbulent feelings.

They get closer together shortening the distance until they can feel the roar of their respective breath like being bewitched by a romantic atmosphere.

Scraping the distance that has been one centi meter, then the two people are mutually shaken full of tenderness until both feel lost sense and turn wild.

In the midst of their hot activity, Ashma first realized that Adam's office door had not been locked so she let go of her pagutan with Adam and pushed a little hard on her husband's chest.

"Can I do it?" Adam asked Ashma for permission, his eyes sparkling a passion that wants more.

Adam felt that he wanted to do halal worship with his wife who somehow made himself addicted to it so boldly made Adam forget his promise to no longer touch Ashma, his body was always cruel.

Ashma, who found her husband's desire red-collected in shame, also gave a small nod in response.

Adam stretched out his hand to make Ashma confused, instead of Adam wanting to lock the door why he had stretched out his hand instead.

"Do you think we'll do it here?" Said Adam.

"I have no problem doing it anywhere but do you want to?" Adam continued with very frontal and ludicrous words for Ashma.

"No! we better do it in the room!" Ashma said quickly without realizing her words, Adam smiled slightly making Ashma who realized even more embarrassed and threw away his face in no direction.

"What am I talking about?!!" The inner Ashma seemed to have no self-respect anymore in front of Adam.

Adam's hand that has been on the air for a long time was finally grabbed by Ashma, the woman followed the big steps of her husband with a face that met red.

When they got to their room, Adam locked the door. Ashma begins to feel uneasy because he will do it again with Adam and Ashma is very confused what he should do in the midst of the dangerous atmosphere that will happen later.

"Are you nervous and scared?" Adam opened his voice and found his wife nervous.

"I wouldn't do it if you didn't allow it" he continued, leaning his shoulder against the wall of the door.

Ashma twirled her hijab, nor did she dare to look at Adam.

"A-ayo we do," Ashma's great-grandson stammered.he dared to stare at Adam from a considerable distance.

"Now at nine o'clock, calm down my Ashma will stop before Dzuhur," Adam stepped closer to Ashma after getting the approval of his wife.

Ashma in his place as much as possible neutralizes his breath and his hot face.

"Relax Ashma calm down, after all this is your duty!"

After arriving in front of his wife Adam immediately said a prayer followed by Ashma. Adam slowly touched both of Ashma's cheeks so gently that it made the master feel a strange sigh in his body.

Adam carefully removed the long hijab of Ashma. Ashma's bound black hair she let loose slowly, the ties in her hair also loose and then Adam can breathe the fragrant aroma of his wife's hair, making Adam drunk kepayang with a burning feeling to immediately get his ration.

Without waiting any more time Adam immediately snatched Ashma's seductive lips. They are mutually charming, feel the symphony of longing for each other until finally doing worship that is halal for both.

Some time they do so until they finally reach the peak of their respective enjoyment. Adam kept his promise to stop before Dzuhur then they immediately cleaned themselves.

Ashma was very moved, whether he felt he could not decipher it simply, which clearly Ashma was very happy to be able to do conjugal worship with Adam.

Now they have been performing Dzuhur prayer.

Ashma is increasingly curious about the figure of Adam, a convert who is only about a month but already knows Islam very well.

Ashma greets Adam's hand with hidmat, the man then looks at Ashma with an illegible look.

Adam saw Lily in Ashma. Ashma's sincerity that made Adam always fascinated with him like his late lover. But even so they are still different. Lily is his love while Ashma is his responsibility, sounds very cruel indeed but honestly until now there is only one Lily.

Adam will not be able to forget his late lover who has sacrificed a lot for him, even in his last moments Adam always remembered the painful thing.

"I'm curious about you, Adam," Ashma opened her voice to break Adam's thoughts about Lily.

"You want to know what?" Ask Adam at the core.

"I want to know a little bit of your background to know Islam" Ashma said, explaining his curiosity.

Adam smiled at a glance then his gaze reached towards the window, looking at the very blue sky.

"I'm sure Mama told me a little bit about my background when I was a kid" Ashma, who knew about the little mangosteen.

"I grew up with a very tolerant family, Aunt Marianee's family, my mother was a devout Muslim but she knew how to give spiritual needs to me according to what I believed also because she was born into a devout Christian family.

Even though my parents are gone, my mother is willing to raise me sincerely in her first small home in America, along with her biological children without a husband.

When I was 10 years old I started to know Islam, when my mother read something that made my heart so peaceful, and at that time I began to be interested in what she was reading.

Mama told me a book that Muslims always read, she explained a lot about Islam because I was always curious and asked a lot to aunt Marianee.

No complaints came out of Mama's mouth when she raised me. I love Mama so much that with all the shortcomings I decided to help Mama work in the neighboring fields, feel the rigors of life.

Even so, Mama still sent me who was not her biological child until I could continue to study at one of the universities in America.

Our lives gradually improved because I was able to earn my own money, and I finally decided to work as a secret agent who was strongly opposed by Mama. But for the sake of the stepping stone to revenge on that bastard I had to do this work that I am still in.

Without me realizing I had invited many dangerous things to my family, until one day my loved ones had to leave because of my ambitions, he was not in front of my eyes. But after his departure, my ambition for revenge on the man grew even greater, this is also one of the reasons why I always forbid you to come out."

Ashma was surprised by her saying that Lily was actually deceased, meaning the woman she loved was dead.

But Ashma did not really understand Adam's last words, "You mean?"

Adam looked at Ashma with his dear gaze, "he has snatched away my lover, Lily and now the bastard also wants you Ashma."

Ashma is shocked to hear Adam's reason for not giving Ashma permission to leave the Mansion. But Ashma did not really understand why the man referred to by Adam wanted her like the woman he loved.

"I still don't understand, please explain! Actually why does that guy you mean want me?"

#TBC