ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 61. SECONDS

The Qavi couple spent the night opening up to each other, trying to recognize each other's characters. No one knows the events of tomorrow, both agree that they will maximize the time before another test hits.

Shan learned a lot about the meaning of affection since marrying Maira. Even the princess Kusuma, although the beautiful woman lost the memory of a foreign figure who became her husband. If he initially refused, now slowly began to feel comfortable when nearby.

"Why sleep here? Ai, Honey." Shan patted his wife's cheek several times but the beautiful woman did not budge, instead her head was leaning on Shan's shoulder.

"Bismillah, move ya Ai. Like it or not, I'm still your husband and I have to take care of you" Shan whispered, starting to prepare to carry Maira to the room.

After laying down the body of the wife in bed because she fell asleep due to drugs that are still consumed Maira. Shan headed towards his room balcony, pondering back.

"You Know what is best for Your servant. If my first step is wrong in marrying her, then I will follow Your other decree. In the Lord slowly, all will be eroded even though the memory and love for Ahyaku cannot fade. He always gets a special place in the memory as well as the heart."

"I forgive the ignorance of servant ya Robb. Can't fight against lust then. I'll return the trust you left to the chosen man after me."

The handsome young man, took a deep breath and entered and laid himself on the sofa of the room. Trying to shut down even though the heart is agitated.

Next morning.

The Guna family arrived back at Orchid ba'da dawn. The young couple were still cool in their privacy room when Naya knocked on Maira's bedroom door.

"Yes Bun. Just be ready, please." Shan exclaimed without opening the door.

"It's so pretty today, honey. Tumben help me," Shan sumringah smiled to see Maira preparing all her needs since before dawn.

"I am your wife, she said."

Shan chuckles. "Yes, thank you, honey. You know yesterday it was not," argued Guna's son-in-law.

"Not realized yet, still reluctant. Also promise since yesterday if you want to spend time with you. I went to college, I had to dance because there were a lot of cute girls, too" said Maira when she put a tie around Shan's neck.

"Jealous huh? may God give you the right guidance for your heart, dear. Mahya Humaira, I don't want to lose you...." Shan stroked gently the blushing cheeks before him.

"Done." Maira tidied up the tie knot she stuck at the base of Shan's shirt.

"It's neat, '" whispered Shan.

The two stared at each other, smiled sweetly at each other and hugged each other.

"Alhamdulillah, sholihah in shayah Allah," whispered Shan peeping Maira's cheeks.

"May my heart be firm. Sorry for all the mistakes, attitudes and more if you accidentally incur a pain in the heart yes," whispered Maira, she felt comfortable in Shan's arms lately. Smelling her husband's masculine fragrance became a new habit.

"We're having breakfast, it's late." Shan parses his embrace and links the fingers, pulling Maira to follow her steps out of the room.

This was the first time Maira had breakfast with a large family on the ground floor of the Guna residence. Mahen deliberately gave both of them time to get to know each other since Maira's health test last time.

The slowly created Bonding made a beautiful sight this morning. The two went down together, joining the family still clasping each other.

"Maa by Allah. That donk, open up to each other and Maira, you have to accept" Naya said, smiling at the two.

"It can't be forced on Bun. But sure, everything will come back beautiful in time," Mifyaz said.

"Kayak knows it," replied Maira.

"Little. Love is complicated." Mifyaz shook his head in surprise to see his brother and sister-in-law.

Shan made no comment, pulling a chair for his wife at Naya's side, while sitting next to Mifyaz, opposite Maira nan ayu this morning.

Naya who has memorized the breakfast menu both immediately make a double sandwich.

"A lot of Bun. I'm just one, after all, it should be all wheat. Why is there a non?" maira protest.

"This is for Shan. His likes are the same as yours, brother. The difference is you use wheat bread, Shan not."

Maira. "What?"

Shan just smiled, unfortunately very charming to invite Mahen's reaction. "Shan, don't spread the charm. Later Mommy will smile the same as you. Dad didn't do well" Mahen protested to see his daughter-in-law very handsome this morning. Remembering the case that was viral, son-in-law versus in-law. He was also horrified.

Mifyaz and Shan laughed lightly in response to Mahen's complaint this morning.

Netra Shan turned his gaze towards Maira, the two of them staring at each other. "Sideless bread with a spread of chocolate jam and nuts, plus a little sweetened condensed milk" he said together.

"Well, memorize .. Smile Abang always hearted, Shan through dah," said Naya chimed Mahen also son and daughter-in-law.

A warm breakfast session passed them. Shan and Maira were in the car preparing to go to campus.

An hour later, the University of Indonesia.

Maira did not think that her husband taught at the famous and best campus in the country. And the first time he followed the daily life of the husband.

"Yes. We parked near the left building, yes, my cubicle there," Shan said as he entered the courtyard.

CR-V silver is parked pretty next to the car of the rector and teacher Shan. He opened the door slowly and turned around to help his wife get down.

"Els! uh we're parking next door," a woman's voice.

"Well, isn't it the Rector's car?" shan replied, looking towards the voice next to him.

"So I asked him to take the file. Uh who is that?" tanyanya again pointed at the lady ayu beside Shan.

"Know, Honey. He's my friend Sumayyah. And this is my wife" Shan said, introducing the two.

Sumayyah surprised. The monolid eyes were opening perfectly, his feet taking a step back. Didn't think that Shan's wife was this cementawan.

"Greetings to Ms. Sumayyah, just call Maira," said princes Kusuma displaying a friendly smile.

Sumayyah. "e-eh i-yes. I'm Sumayyah, may I call Maya. First yes, El. Don't be late this morning" he said in a hurry.

"Why him? look at me like a ghost" Maira muttered. While Shan locked his car and pulled Maira's hand to leave the parking lot.

"She was in shock because you were so beautiful. I told you about him when you were in a coma, honey."

"What?"

"Later, when I'm done telling you." Shan continued to pick up his wife's fingers, introducing her to fellow professionals he met.

"He's popular and respected."

Maira decided to walk through the campus garden, library and other rooms after Shan showed her the cubicle.

An hour had passed, he was getting bored and chose to wait in Shan's cubicle until the man was done.

The lecturer's room looked empty. Maira showed the Visitor card to the attendant at the front door as she headed towards Shan's desk on the right, number three from the entrance.

Princess Kusuma pulled up a chair and sat down, watching her husband's desk.

"That's a great rapi. Like the habits of Caucasians discipline him. Uh, there's a picture of me. Loh, where is this? how do you like prewed? he said we immediately got married there is no such thing," surprised Maira when she saw a photo in the frame on Shan's desk.

She and Shan wore matching colors, standing in the shade of standing flowers and wedding decorations. (Photo taken at Fatima's wedding, what chapter?)

Suddenly. "It hurts, it hurts my head." Maira closed her mouth while holding the head that suddenly throbbed violently. Pigura in hand, fell. Glass's cracked.

In the dark view. A flash of memory of this photo appears. His busyness menhandle the irregulars, similar colored clothing. Also the voice that called out to him then he cheered excitedly. "Eh Brother El."

Hoshs. Hoshs. Maira's breath was cut off. The net opened. "El again!"

Still arranging the breath and heartbeat, while holding the head with hands. A female voice shocked Maira.

"Hi, what are you doing? I don't like it when the table is a mess. It's good to be cleaned up again, when you don't understand the habits of your own husband?" reprimand Sumayyah when she saw Maira pull the frame and make her fall.

"I knew. It accidentally fell. I'll tell her, " said Maira softly, she still holds her head up on the table.

"And this, not here, then this too. How the hell are you messing with the table as you like?" this time Sumayyah rebuked Maira loudly.

The girl of noble descent felt insinuated and disturbed by this woman. "Sir, I also know the limits. All I hold is a frame nothing else. This is my husband's desk, none of your business, anyway" Maira said.

"Why Ai? Sumayya?" shan's voice sounded after Maira's two hours of waiting.

"What's up," said Maira.

"She's messing with your desk, I'm just telling you," Sumayyah accused.

Shan saw his wife looking pale, he heeded Sumayyah. "Sick Honey? go home yuk, I'm done." He placed the back of his hand on Maira's forehead, wiping the cold sweaty fur there.

"I'm sorry I haven't taken it, I accidentally dropped it because suddenly my head hurts moment-" Maira paused, she remembered that there was a woman rese was watching. He pointed at the object under the chair.

Dilara's son picked up the frame on the floor and then put the origin on the table. "Forget it, let's go home." Shan slowly wiped it.

"Oh yeah. It was the position on the table, I changed it. And my wife knows how her husband Sumayyah is. I go first," Shan insisted as he passed his friend.

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