
"I went to work first, okay?" asked Aslan who was trying to melt the atmosphere.
Maya did not answer, only nodding in a short distance.
"Darling, why did you become like this? Where is my Maya who is always cheerful and positive?" aslan said softly, he broke into a hug and caught a glimpse of Maya's lips.
"If Kiran gets pregnant, you won't change, will you?" asked Maya while looking at her heart.
"You don't believe me?" aslan replied at once asking.
Maya is silent, confused.
"Darling, actually I don't want to say this. But I still have to say, before you go any further and think things like ..."
"I, you, Kiran the three of us are just actors and God outlines everything. When we got married, we never thought it would end like this. But the power of God continued until I was polygamous. Every decision we take with God is the foundation ..."
"So do not connect your own heart with unclear thoughts, it will only add to the burden ..."
"Classicism, leave it all to God, accept and be grateful for what is ours today ..."
"Kiran is the one God sent not only for me, but also for you. Take the good and throw away the bad ..."
"I don't want you to compare yourself to Kiran again, it's just going to be a heart disease dear."
Maya is crying, why is this? he also did not know why his heart hated so much.
"I'm sorry Mas." said Maya.
Again, Aslan pulled and clasped his wife tightly.
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After Aslan's departure, Maya re-enters the house.
Not finding the mother-in-law, he finally decided to go into the room.
Maya sits at the dresser and notices her reflection inside.
"Maybe I envy that Kiran is prettier than me, despite her age, but everyone must think she is younger than me." Maya murmured.
He watched her continue that pale white tapered face. He then opened his hijab and immediately clearly visible collarbone is so prominent above the chest.
Secretly, Maya was depressed all this time. The family did not demand that she get pregnant immediately. But the talk of his neighbors and friends made him lose confidence.
Can't make a husband happy, barren, not a perfect woman.
"Truely said Aslan, I should now explain everything to God. Also accept Kiran wholeheartedly." he sighed again.
Yes, now Maya is trying to strengthen her heart. Now he will try to accept everything.
Buried all the plans he had made all along.
Start accepting Kiran whole, not just to take her son.
"Help my servant, O Allah, help me to quench all this envy."
"Pardon me, O Allah, forgive me for my mistakes."
Astagfirulahalazim, astagfirulahalazim.
Then, Maya was in her heart. Seeking his own peace of heart.
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Kiran at work.
Everyone was astonished when they saw Kiran's arrival on the first day of work after marriage.
The supervisor who is known to be beautiful and sexy suddenly uses tightly sealed clothes. Although it still shows the curves of his body but this has included changes that are so noticeable.
"Your husband is very strong, Ran, his wife is two but there is no fatigue" asked Agung when Kiran was sitting in his chair. Sit right next to the Great, because their tables are indeed side by side.
"What the hell are you talking about? don't understand me." replied Kiran indifferently, and she did not understand the meaning of Great.
The Great even chuckled, feeling funny himself. He had imagined Kiran's body filled with the stamp of glory the work of the husband.
"Hottest." said the Great again while giggling.
Kiran shakes her head, Strange! thought.
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At 4pm, Aslan and Kiran returned home. Aslan first arrived home because his workplace was closer.
Maya welcomes her husband with a radiant face. Especially after the Ashar prayer, he took the time to read the Qur'an, now his heart is completely calm.
"My time is back" Aslan said, staring at his wife's face. Maya smiles, shy.
Still standing on the porch of the house, be seen by the two of them Kiran's car that began to enter the yard of the house.
Knowing that the honey was coming, May broke her embrace with her husband.
He greeted Kiran with a smile.
With great difficulty, Kiran tried to get out of the car. He carried 3 bags of groceries in his hand.
Knowing the troubled wife, Aslan ran a little and helped Kiran.
"What do you buy? why so much?" maya asked in surprise when Aslan and Kiran were standing right in front of her.
Kiran smiled, then explained everything she had bought.
Kiran buys some milk with the taste she likes, she also buys the milk for Maya. Kiran also bought some of the foods she used to eat, vegetables, and red meat.
Maya smiles, and soon she is grateful for her actions that began to accept the honey.
Aslan said, everything depends on our thinking. If I continue to consider Kiran bad then forever it will be like that and vice versa. Inner Maya.
"Let's go in." Take Maya and the three of them in.
Maya and Kiran head to the kitchen to pack up some of the groceries while Aslan goes straight to the room.
"Sir, sorry about last night?" maya said, the two of them stood in front of the open refrigerator.
Put some food in.
"Every night?"
"Yes, about dinner," explained Maya and Kiran smiling.
"It's okay, after all I've forgotten it." replied Kiran honestly.
The two of them kept talking about many things. Even Kiran advises Maya to start self-care. Kiran said, by taking care of ourselves we will have more confidence.
"You should start eating a lot of May fruit, so that the skin is moist naturally and fresh," said Kiran, he gave a piece of apples that he had peeled.
"The snack is replaced this," said Kiran again, while lifting the apple in his left hand.
Maya smiled, suddenly like getting a new sister.
A little sorry, why did not he accept Kiran from the first.
They both ate apples at the same time. Maya who usually did not like the fruit so much, now ate it greedily.
"Ran, you haven't prayed ashar yet right? salat used to be there." said Aslan who suddenly came, he was neat, had taken a bath and wore a house shirt.
"Oh yeah, forgot." Kill Kiran with a horse's grin, then leave just like leaving the two.
Maya and Aslan looked at each other, then both chuckled at the funny feeling.