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Communication is the key to opening a relationship (anything). Then trust is the key to fulfilling it so that it is durable and lasting. Having these two things, then the relationship of friendship, business, family, etc., will work.

- Tre Liye

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🌸بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ🌸

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Sarah was struggling when Azhar acted like this to her. Her lips ached so much that she tried to push her husband's burly body but with all her might Azhar maintained her present position.

Sometime later, Sarah's movements began to relax, she fell silent and joined Azhar's softened breathing, offsetting the movement of her husband's lips. Movement as soft as cotton and not as rough as before. Both his hands decreased weakly until Azhar grasped them.

Sarah was disappointed but unable to resist the warmth and pounding given by Azhar. This is the second time and this time more than the first. Sarah admits, she loves it and loves it.

Azhar took off their link when both of them were almost out of breath, Azhar wiped the rest of his wife's tears and gently stroked the corners of Sarah's slightly swollen lips.

Sarah's face flushed until when she saw it, Azhar repeated their link without being rejected by Sarah. This time it was longer and deeper. The roar of his chest was unable to be contained. Especially when Sarah asks Azhar to take it off. Really, he wouldn't do that even if death picked him up.

With both breaths gasping for breath, the two of them fused their eyebrows together with their eyes still closed. Azhar opened her eyes slowly and then kissed Sarah's eyes until Sarah's eyes opened.

“Don't you say that again, Sarah. I have said many times that I love you, even my love is present before you learn to love your ex." said Azhar softly.

"Sarah, I'm no longer advising you because I appreciate your unfettered desires. I shut you down like this because you hate me and I don't dare look at you for long because I can't get hurt just by looking at your twinkle. Your eyes that cannot learn to love me.” Azhar explained again.

Sarah blinked repeatedly until she grasped Azhar's hand, “how can you think like that?”

Azhar clasped Sarah's hand back and chimed in, “I heard it right out of your mouth when you freely shared the story with someone on the phone. I envy why if you are with me, you cannot be that free and behave as you are. You are wearing a mask in front of me. I am disappointed, why can my love for you always increase in volume even when I know you do not want to learn to accept me even hate me.” replied Azhar.

Sarah shook her head so weakly that she unexpectedly ran into her husband's embrace.

“You are wrong and very wrong. You only hear half of my words. You only catch the base without knowing the end.” timpal Sarah while tightening her embrace.

“Azhar, I hate you because you are so good to me and I just realized, I miss your attention and beautiful advice. I also don't know why I'm afraid of losing you, hurting you so much that I have to keep my attitude when I'm with you. I'm afraid I can't compensate you.” Sarah added again.

Deg

Azhar's heart beats with an increasing rhythm, Sarah's words are the source. He could not believe that he had misunderstood for days. Azhar also tightened Sarah's embrace while inhaling the fragrance of Sarah that she so liked. 

“You're serious? Don't hate me?” tanya Azhar made sure.

Sarah nodded in their arms.

“You are afraid of losing me and you are willing to learn to accept and love me?” Sarah nodded confidently.

“Then you will no longer have to wear that mask of your feet in front of me because of everything about you and what you have, I accept it. Even from the first.” timpal Azhar increasingly tighten their embrace with love.

Cup

Embarrassed, Sarah kissed her husband on the cheek. He was so relieved today. He was so happy to hear Azhar's confession. Azhar smiled happily to stroke his wife's hair.

“Azhar, as my previous request, please guide me and advise me always because I still lack a lot. Never get tired with me.” Sarah said.

Azhar nodded then stretched out their embrace.

“Everything you have is God's, you are so precious that they shouldn't be out there looking at you. You know, I'm a big jealous guy. I just want you to learn to get used to wearing a hood. Are you willing to start this early?” ask Azhar.

Sarah smiled and nodded.

Azhar breathed a sigh of relief until she kissed his wife's forehead. "Thank you, I love you.” he said.

Sarah smiled until she remembered something that was so disturbing to her mind until now, even before she had time to reply to Azhar's expression of feelings.

“Azhar, who is Adzkia?”

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A man can be seen fussing over the stuff in the car he was driving. Not only compiling two suitcases, he was made to look for an address. This Indonesian woman looks to have a heavy burden so she does not dare to enter further, this woman just handed a small paper bearing the name of an apartment.

When the woman asked to stop at a mosque to do ashar prayers, she chose to wait in front of the mosque only. Still waiting, he saw the form of someone he missed until he chose to leave his driving seat and approached the woman who was resting in a mini market.

“Sarah!" sapana.

Sarah, who was called, raised her face until she found someone she had so avoided.

Sarah was waiting for Azhar to pray in order to enjoy the day. Sarah's not coming because she just found out about her moon schedule.

The man looked at Sarah with a guilty face and tried to hold her ex-boyfriend's hand. Sarah brushed it off harshly.

“Lease! Release me! Don't bother me anymore." cried Sarah.

The man grew so uncontrollable that he bravely hugged Sarah one-sidedly.

“I'm sorry Sarah. Don't hate me. I'm really sorry.” muttered that continues to hold Sarah's x-ray.

Sarah keeps thrashing, “fuck! Lepasin.”

The man tightened his embrace until suddenly the collar of his back shirt was pulled by force by someone.

Brucks

He also looked at the figure of a foreign man and a woman who was a passenger taxi earlier.

“Sorry has been rough. However, your hand should not touch my wife, let alone hug her so. If this is not a public place then you are finished.” said Azhar angrily.

Azhar also pulled the frightened Sarah gently to hold her dear. Adzkia who appeared with Azhar from the mosque just stared softly Azhar's attention on Sarah. He was envious and regretful because he had pretended to be strong to see Azhar get someone he loved until Adzkia could not fight for a man as good as Azhar again until the end.

“Azhar, only then did I realize my feelings for you were still there and I was afraid that this feeling would become even more when I knew that I could not get any more at all.” Inner Adzkia.

“You're who's a jerk! Ah, I remember now. You're the man who meddled in my affairs back then!” yell Faris.

Deg

Sarah looked at her husband's angry face. He also just remembered now, Azhar was the man who helped him in the hotel at that time. Why could he forget. Her thought.

Azhar, who did not want Sarah to see the look of her emotions, now drowned her second wife's face.

“I'm her husband Sarah. Sarah's my wife and you're nobody. Why did you show up again in front of us?” azhar maintained her modesty.

“CK, husband? Haha. The surrogate husband to be precise. You're just occupying someone else's position, my position. The position as her husband Sarah is mine and whenever I can reclaim my rights back.” Faris said defiantly.

Azhar's anger rose to the top to want to kick this brash man in front of her, but was detained by his wife. Azhar also beristighfar to tighten Sarah's embrace.

“Honey, Sarah. I'm sorry, I admit I was wrong, I'm really sorry I ever hurt you. Come back to me and leave this man you don't love. I know you still love me even you can never love him because you will forever love me.” said Faris wanted to get closer to Sarah.

Sarah smiled mockingly until she kissed Azhar's cheek on reflex.

Cup

Faris heated up to see this until he returned to chiming, “Sarah, do not pretend again in front of me. Come on, let's go back to our story. I'm really sorry. I regret. I just realized that I love you so much that I left Bella.”

Sarah followed the emotion of hearing Faris' words so she wanted to punch her mouth. But, this time Azharlah held him back.

Azhar stroked Sarah's cheek and let go of their embrace, Azhar approached Faris and grabbed her shirt.

“I don't care who Sarah's love is for now. However, she is now my wife and will forever be so. As long as she is my wife and accepts me as her husband then you will get nothing. Awake, Dude. You took it off. Still dare to ask for it back? Heh.”

Azhar took off her grip. He led Sarah away from Faris but Sarah held back her steps while holding Azhar's hand. Both are stopped until Sarah faces the former biadapnya.

“Faris, thank you for hurting me and also releasing me. If it wasn't for you then I wouldn't be able to meet a man as good as Azhar. Thank you for giving me the wound until Azhar closes it with love. Do not disturb my happiness which now belongs to my husband. My husband loves me so much that there's no reason for me not to love him either. Goodbye.” says Sarah.

Azhar stared at Sarah with a roar of happiness. While Adzkia suppresses his chest pain, he thinks he can be strong but turns out to witness it directly so painful.

Sarah and Azhar stepped away until Azhar saw Adzkia, “move your things to my car.” he said.

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In front of the car, Sarah pressed the pain back because she did not think Adzkia was this brave. Azhar had cancelled her plan to pick up the woman until they resumed her courting route but had not expected to meet in front of the mosque.

"Azhar, I'm staying at your apartment. You know, my apartment I sold before moving to Indonesia.” said Azhar's distant cousin.

This woman shamelessly occupied the seat beside Azhar, even before Azhar entered her wheel. Azhar looked at Sarah long ago for not expecting her older cousin to be like this when they helped Adzkia move her belongings from Faris' taxi.

Sarah nodded until she left Azhar and went into the back bench. Azhar let out a heavy sigh, she understood Sarah's feelings now. “Just a mew-girl event then happy-happy then this back mellow again.when the hell I'm the same Sarah can live the day without a lot of drama." her mind.

Azhar followed the two women and then entered the wheel. He started the engine of his car to look at Sarah anxiously from the windshield.

“Azhar, come!" adzkia said he was awakening to Azhar's daydream.

Adzkia looks relaxed and does not even care about Sarah who is behind him, he enjoys the food he brought while offering Azhar.

Azhar refused, but Adzkia increasingly offered him to look brave to feed Azhar. Azhar who was dizzy to see Adzkia's behavior then had to accept one mouthful.

Azhar looked back at the glass of her car and found Sarah's lethargic face.

“Kata Azhar, the Adzkia is a lot of trouble and is sad. But, this looks fine anyway. It even looks happy up ahead." Sarah's inner.

Azhar who is sick of seeing Adzkia's unusual changes suddenly stops her car when Adzkia wants to bribe her back.

Chirp.

“Kok stop?” Adzkia's confused.

Sarah looked at her husband in wonder.

While glancing at his wife, Azhar said. “Miss Adzkia, ah no. Brother Adzkia, sorry before. But, can you switch positions with my wife? Because she said, my wife is very difficult to stay away from me even when we are just the two of us. Please understand, brother. Understand, newlyweds.” Azhar said on purpose.

Sarah who heard it**** smile until her face flushed in shame, she was flattered to hear her husband's words. He thought Azhar would follow the plot of Adzkia and again ignore it but it turns out Azhar is so sweet.

Adzkia looks upset to see these two people staring until Azhar dare to humiliate him in front of Sarah. Cih, the bigger the face of Sarah, the more upset her mind.

Adzkia also took off her selfbelt until out of her chair. Sarah was the same, until both of them changed positions.

Azhar smiled at Sarah and then drove back to her car, holding Sarah's hand while driving casually. Sarah initially flinched but returned her husband's treatment with pleasure.

Adzkia looked at the two in annoyance, then chose to use her earphones. However, before he played loud music on his phone, Azhar made a sound again. “Kak, once again sorry. Can you stay in a hotel? Because in my apartment there are only two rooms and one of them I make a workspace. I just don't want you to be uncomfortable.”

“But-”

“Tomorrow me and Sarah will see you. We'll find out the truth about Andra.”

Adzkia pressed her nerves until she nodded unwillingly. He played the song on his phone loudly and closed his eyes from the view ahead.

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Kerinci (Jambi), 08/10/2019