ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 35. ASSERTIVENESS

"Make me a second wife. He's in a coma, isn't he? I will fulfill all daily needs even though I cannot settle in the heart at least this self remains by your side, El." The beautiful girl whose face was polished with make-up was sobbing in front of Naya and Shan.

Naya was silent even though her heart was agitated. His emotions are bristling, slowly creeping but still can he dim. The amber's eyes then looked at Shan, wanting to hear what his daughter-in-law was replying to.

"Sumayyah, sit down first. Calm down if you want to talk to me, "Shan said, please allow Naya with her eye gesture.

Luckily, the in-laws are smart women. Naya nodded faintly while smiling faintly, inviting her daughter-in-law to sit on the long sofa.

After all calmed back down, Shan opened the chat.

"Can you look at me without feeling like it, Sumayyah? even though it's hard to lose, rest assured it can be because you're a tough girl ... Putri Saputra is like a flower, too beautiful to invite many male beetles closer. However, only those that are in accordance with the nectar of development can convert pollen into honey so that it can bring many other benefits to life. Unfortunately, it's not me" Shan said using an analogy, so he wouldn't feel hurt.

"I do not blame when other feelings grow because of our closeness, and cannot accept what your heart will give. Let your love grow and seek out what it should be, because all this time I can only accept you as a good friend" Shan said slowly so that the girl understood.

Sumayyah shook her head, she rejected what Shan said. "No. You're too high to judge me, El. Madam please, let El marry me, "soak the youngest daughter of Saputra, rest on Naya.

Mahendra Guna's wife was clumsy, but Naya did not pull the body of the crying girl to get up. She sits on the floor, aligning herself with Shan's best friend .

"You're too valuable if you only make my son-in-law one. If he were for you, El would not be kept away from the destiny of a Sumayyah. Even if you have such a big and heavy feeling of letting go, remember that there are figures out there, much more deserving of you. Never beg for love" said Naya.

Isakan Sumayyah was still obvious, her face now lowered as tears flowed down, almost making her make-up fade.

"Miss Saputra, embracing happiness does not mean having to take the property of others. Believe me, there will be people who love and appreciate you more than my daughter-in-law," continued Maira.

Naya grabbed Sumayyah's lowered chin, in order to look at her face.

"Think this. There will only be humiliation if you anchor love to the wrong person. Couples who take the forced will never look at you as an honorable woman .. Stupid women are inclined to target people's husbands when they actually know they can get a man free and give more peace." Naya is forced to give a hard warning to a spoiled girl like her.

Sumayyah was silent, not contemplating Naya's words just now exploded her anger. "I knew El first, Auntie. He's the only one best for me" she exclaimed loudly.

"Sumayyah! respect my Mother" said El Shan to her friend.

"You can truly love beautifully without hurting someone else's heart. There will be many opportunities even a sweet love story awaits you if you are willing to open up. Let it stay like this, Sumayyah. Go home," Shan said. He got up, opened the door of the apartment wide so that the girl would be willing to go home without lingering down on him.

Feeling no choice, Saputra's youngest daughter rises as her personal assistant enters the apartment.

"Jaga your young lady. Tell the truth to Mr. Saputra, do not add or subtract" El Shan told the two young lady assistants.

Shortly thereafter. Some of Sumayyah's aides also hired him to leave the Guna family residence.

Shan closed the door, locked it and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shan," said Naya, when her daughter-in-law leaned against the door leaf while closing her eyes.

"Yes, Bun?"

"Mother, don't bother yourself to explain things to us until you feel awkward and guilty. Because I'm sure, Shan's not a guy who likes to play with women's hearts, is he?" naya said softly.

Maybe if not in such conditions, Naya's sentence line is just a line of ordinary meaningful words. But because it was spoken after the incident, Shan felt that the in-laws were asserting themselves. A subtle insinuation about him to be more sensitive in solving problems with similar women like Sumayyah. Mahendra Guna's wife was a smart and very sensitive woman, the series of diction sounded like satire in Shan's ears.

"In the Lord's word ... Bun, reception when? or an open house thanksgiving to my Dad and best friend colleagues so that similar events do not happen again. I rarely interacted with women, Sumayyah was just an ordinary friend, we were close when we were going to submit a thesis title," Shan said then slightly explained the beginning of their acquaintance.

"Kelamaan Bun's. I want to affirm Ai's position by my side" he asked again.

Naya smiled. "Later to talk to Dad. Do not forget to down the advice with Mother Dila .. gih, there rest. Just last night so manten even already work anyway," said Naya as she moved into the residence.

Shan laughs. "Take my nadzar, Bun. In shay Allah tomorrow is a one-week leave. Want nerve therapy Ai's legs," he said following the in-laws from behind and continued the steps up the stairs to the second floor.

Geck. Tok

Shan did not immediately open the door of the room, because there are still nurses in there because Ajmi is scheduled to study by streaming in his room.

Sister explained Maira's condition all day. Several times his heartbeat experienced a high-frequency heartbeat also faintly detected small movements from his left palm.

"Young Master's good progress, hopefully Miss's condition will progress to recovery," said Sister submit a medical report note to Shan.

"Thank you so much Sister, good rest. Next shift, as usual. I'll call if I need anything" Shan replied before the medic exited his room.

Huft.

Shan approached his beloved wife. "I'm good," Shan's spoiled voice appeared. He hugged Maira no matter that the body did not return the hug.

"Your parents, honey. There was Sumayyah, my lady friend. She was crying because I was married, expressing love and asking to make her a second wife" Shan said, sparking Maira's emotions. He felt the grip of his hand this morning, a gesture that his wife was slowly struggling to come to her senses.

Trowels. Trowels. Trowels. Shan smiled.

"You're not jealous that way, 'cause she's just her husband in flirt, Ai?"

The sound of an intense heart-detection machine is heard faster. Shan could not bear, he hurriedly straightened his heart.

"No, my love is only for Ai. Having you is the most beautiful gift in my life." (having you is the most beautiful thing in my life)

"Ai hear this ... until any time, under any circumstances. You will always take me back to the same place that is our heart. Choose you. And I'll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat, I'll keep choosing you. Because of the reason I fell in love, it was all because of My Ai" Shan concluded.

(I chose you. And I will choose you again, again and again. Unceasingly, without hesitation, in an instant, I will continue to choose you).

He kissed his wife's lips softly, slowly, sipping every inch of sweet-tasting chewy stuff, at first drying out but soon getting wet again.

"Thank you, I've kept my spirits up even though I'm not with you today. After bathing later, we flex the nerves of the foot yes Ai. Ba'da isya, the promise must be Qtime, there is one good story before going to bed," said Shan, peeping Maira's cheeks.

The Turkish man still faithfully hugged, slipped his hands behind Maira's back and placed his head on her chest. Hearing directly the heartbeat of the soulmate.

Although lazy to approach Shan because of the warmth that runs into each other's bodies. Slowly the sturdy owner got up, let go of the embrace and stepped into the bathroom. Along with Shan's departure, the roar of fine breath escaped from the owner of pink lips blushed.

Hoshs.

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