After Marriage
CHAPTER 51

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Kiran's phone on the nightstand shook, the woman who was smacking her smile then turned to her phone.

Without stalling for time, Kiran immediately saw the call.

"Mas Fahmi?" he murmured when he saw who was calling.

With hesitation, he shifted the green mark on the call of the elder brother.

"Assalamualaikum, Mas" replied Kiran.

But did not immediately answer, Fahmi just fell silent.

For a moment, the call was silent, with no sound of anyone speaking.

"Mass?" call Kiran again, for the second time.

"Ran," replied Fahmi softly, not usually he spoke this weak.

Hearing that, various kinds of questions began to appear in Kiran's mind.

"Yes, what's wrong? everything's fine, right?" ask Kiran in a row, impatient.

Again, Fahmi takes a pause.

"I'm sorry Ran" he said.

Kiran was stunned.

"I'm sorry, because I always forced you to obey all my wishes, including about Aslan, your husband," Fahmi continued.

Silently, Kiran saved her one free hand.

Slowly, he shook his head.

"No Mas, I know Fahmi did it all for my good," replied Kiran in a trembling voice, holding back tears.

I don't know, what kind of relationship between the sisters. They love each other, but they can never show each other.

At the end, Tika continued to gently stroke her husband's back, trying to give him strength and calmness.

"I lied to you about the divorce," Fahmi honestly, he wanted to open up everything he's been covering up all this time.

Admitting his own mistakes.

Kiran was only able to be silent, for a moment, she did regret the lie of her brother. Fahmi has no idea how devastated Kiran was when she heard her husband had filed his divorce suit.

Fahmi does not know how much Kiran suffered when the older brother stated that they had legally separated, divorced.

But Kiran can't be angry. Realize, if all this time the brother who always protects him, love him without limits. Fahmi, not only as an older brother, but also as a father and mother at once.

Given how the brother's struggle was until now they had a decent life, Kiran could not argue.

Because Kiran knew, what Fahmi did was the best for her, even though it hurt.

"I'm sorry Ran, I'm sorry I never asked you what you wanted, sorry because I feel right, even on your own feelings I tried to take control_"

"No, I'm the one who should be apologizing. Sorry, because I've always been a burden on Fahmi. From the past until now I always burdened Mas, with all my problems, with all my incompetence," explained Kiran sobbing, unable to hold back any more tears.

Let the cry break, so that the brother stops feeling guilty.

Because here, he feels guilty.

Slowly, Fahmi's tears flowed without excuse. His affection is so deep, making him always think that Kiran is his little sister, a sister who is always small and will never grow up.

That was his mistake, so he always thought that Kiran would never be able to face all the problems, without her interference.

"I'm sorry, Mas" said Kiran again, even so quietly, but she heard the sobbing of her brother.

"I'm sorry I'm Ran too" Fahmi replied in a raucous voice.

Hearing that, Tika smiled.

Grateful, these two people who are so dear to him can forgive each other. Accept everything that has happened with an open heart.

Understand each other.

"Is Aslan with you?" fahmi asked, repeatedly she cleared her throat, normalizing her voice again.

"Let Aslan know about your pregnancy, I'm sure she'll be so happy" explained Fahmi who had started trying to dispel the sadness.

Kiran was the same, now at the end of there he was smiling so widely.

"Yes," he answered obediently.

"Ran, tonight Fahmi and I don't go home, tomorrow maybe we just go home, Raka and Rian want to go for a walk," Tika shouted at the end.

Hearing that, Kiran's smile widened.

So cool to call, he did not realize, if Aslan had gone out of the bathroom.

Seeing the smiling wife, Aslan also carved a smile.

Still using a towel wrapped around half his body, Aslan approached Kiran.

Feeling that someone was coming, Kiran turned her head. And how surprised he was when he saw the husband who came with an open chest, complete with a few drops of water falling from his wet hair.

The reddish tinge on Kiran's face appeared without being prevented.

In a hurry he distracted.

"Yes Ma'am," Kiran replied nervously at the still-connected phone.

"Yes," he answered more and more nervous, to the point of not being able to answer anything else but yes.

"Yes Ma'am, walaikumsalam," finally, the call was interrupted.

Along with Aslan who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Sir Tika?" guess Aslan and Kiran nodded while looking down, pretending to be busy with her own phone.

Seeing that, Aslan instead felt funny. From the face of the wife, it is clear if she is embarrassed.

"Ohuk!" aslan's cough pretended and Kiran immediately raised her worried face.

"Mas why?" tanyanya.

"It looks like I catch a cold, you got no eucalyptus oil?" ask Aslan.

"There, at my dressing table," replied Kiran and Aslan nodded, then got up and took the oil. Then he came back to his wife on the bed.

"Please brush my back," Aslan and Kiran asked obediently.

Nervousness that he had felt suddenly disappeared somewhere, replaced with a persistent anxiety, mixed with compassion because the husband became sick.

Unabashedly, Kiran immediately rubbed all the backs of the husband with eucalyptus oil.

"His stomach" said Kiran and Aslan according, he turned his body to face his wife.

Enjoying all the little touches of Kiran's hands, enjoying all the attention given by the wife.

"Hurry, get dressed, I'll warm up the soup" Kiran said, then went down on her own.

But quickly, Aslan held back.

Silencing Kiran's mouth with a kiss.

"I'm fine," Aslan honestly said after he took off those ripe lips.

Gasping, Kiran returned the husband's gaze.

"I just need you, just you and not the others" Aslan sighed softly.

"Don't flirt, I don't want Mas to get sick" Kiran replied quickly.

"I can still take care of Mas, even though my legs are paralyzed," Kiran explained again and Aslan immediately sipped the lips again, even biting it a little.

"I know, but tonight don't do anything, just stay quiet by my side. I'm afraid you're going back to leave me alone" replied Aslan wistfully.

Hearing that, Kiran gasped.

"I'm sorry Mas," he felt guilty, like a selfish person, he used to leave without a word.

"I'm not going anywhere, without your permission," explained Kiran again, she then pulled the husband and hugged him tightly.

Drown her face in the warm embrace of her husband.