After Marriage
CHAPTER 49

Every night, I miss you until I get carried away by a dream. Hoping that when I woke up, I could hug her for real.

- Aslan

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"Aslan," replied Agung with such a nervous feeling.

"What do you need to do here, Grandma?" asked Aslan after he stood right in front of the Great. The one being asked was simply speechless, scratching his head which was not itchy.

"Let's go in first," Aslan asked but Agung remained unmoved.

"We better talk elsewhere," answered Agung finally, though a little confused and astonished, Aslan obeyed the Great's words.

Finally they left, using their own car with Agung leading the way.

And this is where these two men are now, a small cafe on the side of the road not far from the homes of Aslan's parents.

"I'll tell you where Kiran is," explained Agung after they sat perfectly, even their ordered coffee was presented neatly on the table.

After knowing all the truth, Agung felt no need to hide the existence of Kiran. Even Aslan had to know.

Hearing that, Aslan was stunned, between believing and not believing his dream as if it would become real.

Dream of meeting his wife.

"But before that, give me time to explain everything to Fahmi. I don't want any more misunderstandings between you guys" said the Great, but Aslan quickly shook his head.

"I can't wait for Mas, please, tell me where Kiran is. Fahmi's problem let me face it," asked Aslan in a firm and hasty voice.

Hearing that, the Grand agreed.

It seemed more appropriate, if Aslan himself explained it.

"Kiran is in Malaysia" Agung explained and made Aslan growled.

Malaysia? repeat it in the heart.

"So the Great came to Malaysia yesterday to meet Kiran?" asked Aslan with eyes that started to dew.

"Yes, how do you know?" answered the great astonishment and then asked again.

Asked that, Aslan only smiled a little.

"Sorry Mas, all this time I always follow the Great mas," honestly Aslan, and Agung instead grinned.

"You should follow me all the way to Malaysia, you should always call that new number. The number you called yesterday and I answered, it's Kiran's number" Agung explained with a small chuckle.

In fact, God has repeatedly pointed the way, but Aslan always passes through.

"really?" asked Aslan whose eyes had started to glaze over, not expecting, if it turned out that Kiran was this close.

Agung nodded, then gave a small paper containing the address of Kiran's Malaysian apartment there.

"Meet Kiran in a week, that's when_"

"Sorry Mas, I can't wait any longer," Aslan cut quickly, grabbed the small paper, and read it carefully.

Without buying time, after saying thank you, Aslan immediately ran out, running to meet the axis of his life.

"Why does it feel, Aslan's face is no stranger?" murmured Great after seeing Aslan disappear from his sight.

"It feels like such anxious faces are so familiar," he muttered again while recalling.

Brussels!

His new coffee he drank immediately splashed out violently, as his memory returned perfectly.

"Aslan? may he, O Allah, Aslan," said Agung astonished.

Now he remembers, if Aslan was his old underclassman. Cute class sister who has always been the months.

Given that, Agung goosebumps.

"It turns out that the world is this narrow, hopefully with me helping him this time can erase all my sins in the past, hii horrified," said Agung then shuddered in horror, it was as if God had planned this meeting for them.

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Malaysia.

Tonight, Fahmi invites Tika and her two children to attend an office dinner. Kiran refused to come along, but did not want to make up, she also felt embarrassed.

I don't deserve to be in the crowd.

As if the lights are deliberately turned off, I don't know, if he is alone like this he likes the dark. As if in the dark, he could not see his flaws, covering up his pain.

Sitting in the living room, Kiran turned on the television.

As he was about to increase the volume of the TV, his apartment bell rang.

For a moment, he thought.

"Is there anything left?" he muttered slowly, the article was not long before Fahmi and Tika left.

The apartment bell rang again, in a hurry he reached the door.

Click!

The door opened, and he saw a man staring fixedly at his net.

As if the world stopped spinning, the two of them stared at each other without a word.

Aslan, stand there.

"Ran," he called her down.

As if a gamang, Kiran could only return that gaze without even taking out a word.

Long enough the two just fell silent, looking at each other's situation. From top to bottom, Aslan looked thinner and Kiran looked pale.

"What's it for?" kiran asked with a trembling voice, she ventured, to open the voice.

A voice so missed by Aslan. The voice that every night always ringed in his ears.

"To pick up my wife" he replied without cutting his gaze.

Hearing that, Kiran was stunned.

"Wife?" repeat it again softly, but Aslan was still able to hear.

Slowly, Aslan approached Kiran, on the side of the door he crouched down, aligning himself with his wife.

Fortunately, Agung had told me everything. About Kiran who thought she was divorced. It was all because Fahmi was lying.

"Have I ever yelled at you?" asked Aslan with dewy eyes, he was so sorry to see the current state of the wife. If time could be repeated, he would give it all to Kiran, love, affection, attention and all.

Kiran never felt lacking.

"Why silence? I never divorced you. I don't have the courage to do that Ran, because what? because I love you," she said again because Kiran was silent.

Hearing that, it finally shed these women's tears as well.

For a moment, he closed his eyes, throwing away all the clear liquid that was pouring in there.

But when her eyes opened, the husband again closed them with a kiss.

"Don't cry anymore, I won't allow it" Aslan said with a sigh that warmly swept over the wife's cold face.

Like being hypnotized, Kiran couldn't dwell.

Receiving the moment her face was gently caressed by her husband, a touch that she so longed for.

"I'm sorry," said Aslan softly, the touch of the wife's jaw is increasingly visible.

Slowly, Aslan kissed Kiran's lips.

"I'm sorry" he said again full of pleadings.

The guilt increasingly tormented his heart, especially when he saw the woman he loved so fragile.

"I beg Ran, I'm sorry, sorry for all the time you've been through alone ..."

"Give me a chance Ran, give me a chance to make up for everything ..."

"I love you" he sighed with teary eyes.

Kiran touched. It was as if the cold he had felt all along disappeared in just an instant.

Replaced with a feeling so warm.

Slowly, Aslan eroded the distance, reaching out to the wife's lips and sipping it deep. Immerse the longing that had been enveloping his heart.

Slowly, Kiran replied. Moving, touching the jaw of the husband who has been overgrown with rough feathers.

The two clung to each other, as if afraid of running out of time.