ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 62. SLOWLY REMEMBER

When you're in the car. Maira kept Shan from leaving the place immediately. He asked to be told about the photos on the frame.

Ezra's eldest son explained the events of their meeting. His family was invited by Kusuma because Shan's aunt married one of Maira's relatives.

Those memory goals are slowly connecting. "You, us?"

Shan nodded. "Yes, the meeting after in Istal, before the charity," he said.

"Charity?"

"Hmm, Angelisbeth."

"Angelisbetter? I'm familiar with this name, who's it?" mumbling Maira.

"My wife's. Coach nicknamed you so during archery practice while riding for your participation in Charity" Shan said. He smiled looking at Maira.

"Really?" between awe and wonder.

"Did you remember much? am I there?" ask Shan again.

Maira shook her head slowly. "Take me there, let's hurry, come on," he whined. He shook Shan's shoulder many times in order to immediately start the car and leave the place.

"Prophey Darling. It's a way." Shan starts the engine and drives towards Istal, the riding training ground.

During the trip, Maira was agitated. Shan pulled out his palm, then brought it to his lips. Smuggling slowly there.

"Feel better?"

"Hm. Here," Maira brought the man one hand to feel his left chest. "Down, somehow. I can't wait," he said cheerfully.

Shan smiled seeing Maira cheerful, she rubbed her female head. But the response the man got was beyond expectations. The wife just sank spoiled on the left arm of a handsome husband.

"Totally expensive" Shan whispered as the traffic light was red.

"Again the desire."

The two enjoyed a sweet moment ahead of the afternoon meeting with Fayyadh. Men who determine Maira's heart.

A few minutes later.

The newlyweds headed straight for Istal. This time Shan takes Maira, accompanied by a coach to Elizabeth's stable, a horse he used to rent.

"Remember her Ai?"

Maira nodded. "He was sick because his right leg was injured."

"Miss, that was almost four months ago" Coach said. "Have you forgotten?" ask again.

Shan covers Maira's true condition from the public. He didn't want Maira's lack to be the subject of conversation right now.

"He thought he wasn't well. Because we can only come here again since last week," Shan replied to the coach.

"We? You guys, ni-do?. because Miss Guna is not usually approached by men, also you El, never familiar with anyone especially women," Coach again concluded.

Shan remained silent, but Maira responded. "Hem, he's my husband."

"What's? oh God's. Boom's his name, "the screech is carefree.

"Consecret. Coach, please take out the Rollies and I want to walk down the free-racing grounds in the back" Shan said.

"Every 86, secret. El, wait ten minutes in front of the stables there." The coach then rushed away.

After the man passed. Shan takes Maira to the cage next to him. "Remember Lidya?"

"Lidya?.. aargh." Maira held her head again. A flash of her memory stroked Lidya the first time she would ride the white horse out.

"Darling, why?" Shan panicked to see Maira crouching while holding her head.

"I remember him. I remember, I remember Lidya," Maira said many times, her eyes glazed over as she grabbed Shan's arm.

Dewiq advised him, if Maira remembers something so as not to immediately charge or force to continue provoking memory reactions because it will suppress nerves that have not fully recovered due to trauma, although it must still be stimulated.

Nearly two hours both at the site. Riding the Rollies together, Shan drives his horse through a weed garden that Maira has never known. "I like to remember you here. How to approach you and so on," whispered Shan hugging Maira as well as holding onto the ropes of the Rollies' control.

"Beautiful."

"Down yuk, let the Rollies rest first." Shan first descended from the tall horse, looking up both hands ready to welcome Maira.

"Remember me yes. If you come back here with a full memory," pull Shan on Maira's fingers down the path to the savanna. Cultivating sweet memories both.

By dzuhur, the two were already on their way back to Orchid.

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Orchid, 10th floor.

Amir and Fayyadh have just arrived at Mahendra's residence. They are currently chatting in the living room of the brother-in-law.

Biips. Apartment door open.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Ish has a hard way, lepa-" Maira's carefree voice, as Shan hugs from behind as he enters the apartment. His sentence paused upon seeing the figure he was waiting for in the living room.

The lady ayu then glanced at Shan, hoping that the man would let go of his embrace. But nihil, Shan actually deliberately showed their affection.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." The residents of the apartment answered his greetings.

"We prepare for dzuhur first yes, excuse me," said Shan parseed a hug and pulled Maira's fingers towards the stairs to the second floor.

The gaze of the girl ayu at a glance is berirobok with netra sipit Fayyadh. The man then lowered his head looking at the closeness of the two of them. Maira, feel guilty.

The owner of Elshan Pet Shop took off Maira's fingers just like that when they had just entered the room, she headed straight for the bathroom. The young woman was just silent, understanding the feelings of the two men who were now in the middle of an inner war, just like her.

"Wait for me." Maira hurried when Shan was about to hold the prayer mat.

A few minutes in silence, both of them dissolved in their respective prayers. One or two drops of clear grain began to wander in the Shan Netra. His heart was crushed.

"Ai. Meet him downstairs, I'm giving you permission. Talk about what you want to say yes," said Shan, turning to face Maira who was still praying.

"Aamiinu. Don't go, stay here, wait for me. Wanna?" maira replied, grabbing Shan's hand for her kiss.

"Yes Dear. I'm waiting here." Shan got up, folded his alphabet and chose to remain silent on the balcony. Both are wrong. Maira was hesitant.

"When you walked out that door, that's when I lost half of you, Ai."

"Is my wish wrong? just this once, O God, give your guidance. Lead me back to my true position."

Eldest daughter Mahendra Guna opened her face, she took a deep breath. His round eyes looked towards the balcony, his sturdy back was the most comfortable place these few days.

"Bismillah. I'm sorry, yes" said Maira to open the room door handle and get out of there.

The sound of the door shut like a thorn piercing the eardrum. Her tears escaped as Princess Kusuma walked away.

"Allahs. It's really crowded, I'm jealous. Not even willing if he looks at Ahya, but this is the path we have to go through. I allow it Robb, do not sin my wife's will" muttered Shan, grimly.

He let a drop of the clear grain pour down his cheek now. Sadness wrestled with the owner of a handsome face, Shan looked up hoping the baby remove the nestapa.

Dila's son's palm clenched, hitting his chest slowly.

"Mother," said Shan. Remembering Nek Inah, when telling the story of the plight of his mother when she left home. "What's it like, Bun?"

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