Dilemma Intersection
Chapter 55. Honey Asmara

There is no most beautiful communication except communication and greeting each other between husband and wife. Both newlyweds are now in the bridal room. Both of them were very tired, because the invited guests who were present apparently not a little. But that fatigue paid off by the happiness of both.

"So Athaya wants to take a shower? Let Aini prepare Sister's clothes," said Aini while holding the hand of the husband who was on her shoulder.

"When do you want to call me brother, baby? We are husband and wife!" Athaya chuckles when he sees the red hue on his wife's cheek.

Aini looked down in shame, "Keep calling what dear?"

Athaya gasped, "You call me baby?" athaya asked as if she could not believe what she had just heard. Aini nodded while looking down embarrassed.

'Ah! It's so adorable for my wife' inward Athaya.

He pushed his wife's wheelchair towards the side of the bed, then sat down and looked at the woman's face, which was now halal for her. Slowly but surely, Athaya helps Aini remove her headscarf. She was very fascinated by the beauty of the wife, with a gentle kiss landing on Aini's forehead.

Long enough Athaya kissed the wife's forehead, then she looked at the bead of Aini's eyes which had now begun to glaze over.

"What's up, baby? Are you unhappy with our marriage?" Athaya was very afraid that his wife would regret marrying him.

Aini shook her head, "I'm so happy, it's just that I'm ashamed of my situation. I should be able to serve my husband, but my condition is really limited. I'm afraid you'll leave me, Mas!"

Athaya wiped his wife's tears, she kissed Aini's eyes. "Darling, I don't need you to serve like that. I accept you for who you are and I hope you are too. Household is not just serving and being served dear, but we together live all of this. So forget about it, what's important right now is that I want to have you completely."

For the first time he kissed the lips of the wife, it made the heartbeat of both became irregular. Just a kiss but it can make the air feel hot. Athaya removed her lips from the wife's lips, she rubbed Aini's head gently.

"Now you rest, must be tired! I asked Mbok Darmi to help you change your clothes, baby." Athaya stepped out of the room, but her steps stopped when she heard his wife's words.

"Why don't you help me change, Mom? Am I not lawful to you, do not let your wife hold back the guilt, Mas!" lirih Aini's.

Athaya's heart was racing, not wanting to make his wife sad he then approached Aini and hugged her. "Okay baby, I'll help you change your clothes and clean yourself" whispered Athaya.

Aini's body suddenly stiffened, especially when Athaya carried her without warning. She immediately put her hand around her husband's neck. Athaya took his wife to the bathroom and sat her down near the sink.

Both of them stared at each other lovingly, both of their hearts were already timid. Slowly but surely, Athaya released the kebaya attached to his wife's body. For the first time he saw the beauty of the world, many times Athaya held back his salivary. Both of them were so nervous that Aini suddenly kissed the husband's lips.

Athaya was stunned, but then he restrained his wife's head. Now the kiss turned into a demanding kiss. Both of them let go of their lips to take a breath and scoop up the oxygen deeply. Now that Athaya's man's soul was hooked, he removed all the clothes attached to him and his wife.

"Mas, I'm ashamed!" lirih Aini while closing the sensitive part.

"Let me have you, baby!" After saying that, Athaya carried the wife to the bed. He carefully laid his wife down, both of them staring at each other and then..... (Travel readers 😁✌)

Now the couple are tasting the sweetness of the honey romance, now Aini already belongs to Athaya really. Both hope that if the worship they do can produce righteous and righteous descendants.

* * *

That morning everyone was at the dinner table, for the first time Athaya had eaten with a large family like this. His heart warmed, even he could see Fika who was now holding her son.

Panji was conscious, now he was sitting on a wheelchair just like Aini. Because the coma is long enough, his body needs time to adapt again. Dirga was very happy, especially at this time he could feel the warmth in his own family.

"Alhamdulillah, now everyone can gather here. Papa is happy, to be honest Papa regrets having treated Dirga improperly. Forgive Papa, Son!"

Dirga nodded and embraced Papa's body. "Already Pa, now we open a new page in our lives. May our family always be in the protection of God!"

After breakfast, Dirga and Indira decide to go home with Fahri's father and Mother Gisya. For some reason, Dirga really wanted to be close to her in-laws.

"Nothing dong, Deck! Maybe it's my granddaughter's luggage!" said Father Fahri while chuckling. Dirga nodded and agreed.

Arriving home, Dirga and Indira went into the room to rest. Only then Dirga will enter the bathroom but the sound of his wife makes Dirga panic not overcast.

"Mas, I'm having a bad stomach, it hurts this Mas!"

Dirga immediately approached Indira and rubbed his wife's stomach, "This is only 7 months, right baby? How are you mules?"

"Do not know, Mom! Sakiiettt!" lirih Indira's.

Both of them were increasingly panicked when they saw there was mucus mixed with blood coming out of the birth canal. "We're going to the hospital now!"

Dirga immediately carried his wife's body, he was very panicked, afraid something happened to his wife and child. Mother Gisya and Father Fahri surprised not kepalang.

"Astaghfiullah! What's the matter, son?" panic Mother Gisya while following the daughter-in-law from behind.

"It's like Syafa's soy sauce, Bun! There's blood mixed in, I'm afraid!" lirih Dirga's.

"Oh Allah, let your adjutant drive! We're going to the Hospital!" firm Father Fahri.

Arriving there it turns out Indira has experienced opening, even though the age of the womb is only 7 months. By force, the possibility of Indira giving birth prematurely. Dirga faithfully accompanied the wife.

The sound of the baby's heartbeat is constantly monitored by the sisters, Indira continues to pray for the safety of herself and her baby.

"Mas... I'm sorry, yeah! I don't take good care of dedek." said Indira.

"Sstt.. Don't talk about it, baby! You're the greatest woman in my life, we fought together. You must be calm, God willing, and Mother will be fine. You will always be by my side!" Dirga kissed Indira's forehead and continued to pray for both.

Mother Gisya also gives encouragement to the child. "Mother is sure, Adek can go through all this. Fight together with Mother's grandchildren, yes!"

"Yes Mother, do'ain Adek yes! Maafin Adek if so far much wrong Mother. Now Adek know, how the struggle of Mother to give birth to Adek in this world."

The struggle of a mother to give birth to her child is not easy, between life and death. So love your mother while she's still around.

* * * * *

Hii.. Hii.. Dear reader! ❤

Sorry misses rarely UP, is busy in the real world..

May you always be healthy..

Miss your dear, Reader 🥰😘

I hope you like the story...

Don't forget to Like, Comment, Vote and Favorite 🥰🙏🥰

Support Author continue yes!

Greetings, Author ❤