
"Honey, do you think Micheal and Zenwa can love each other?" Ask Daddy Gabriel who is currently accompanying the wife ironing clothes.
"In Shaa Allah, can. That feeling of heart is not settled, Bang Gabriel. Especially if they continue to be together, it is likely that love is present between them" replied Mommy Firda.
"But it must be hard, honey. Michael's the same love Arini. Can Zenwa open her heart to a man who loves her brother?"
"Nothing is impossible in the world, Bang Gabriel. Many people who love their own husbands, so there are many affairs with in-laws," said Mommy Firda who made her husband laugh.
"But if Micheal can't forget Arini, how? Poor Zenwanya, dear."
"I know it's hard to control my heart, but I know my son. He's a responsible man, and he won't let us down. After all, our marriage was not based on love, I hated you at that time. But you show your responsibility, show how handsome you are. And to be honest, that's what makes a woman go down."
Gabriel, who heard his wife's words, smiled widely and immediately hugged the wife from behind and kissed her cheeks with anxiety.
"Bang Gabriel, I'm ironing again" said Firda but the husband did not care.
"I miss our youth, baby. I also miss the first time we loved each other" he said.
"Hem, the tense moments that nearly left me dead."
"But you're willing to die for me?"
"It used to be,"
"Now?"
"Still yes,"
"Does your heart change too?" Micheal was speechless at Zenwa's question, he could only look at his wife wryly, making Zenwa smile wryly. "It's okay, I already know the answer," Zenwa later said.
After clearing his challenge, he took his bag. "I think I'll just go home" said Zenwa later and Micheal was still silent, which made Zenwa again feel tightness in his chest.
There was no love in his heart for Michael, but he had feelings as a wife.
Zenwa walked towards the exit, but just as he was about to open the door, Micheal suddenly caught up with him and pulled Zenwa's hand, making Zenwa gasp.
"I don't know the answer to your question, Zenwa." Micheal said as he looked into Zenwa's eyes so deeply. "But do you know? The Prophet loved Sayyidah Aisha very much, but that does not mean to lose his love for his late first wife who was also his first love." Zenwa could only listen to Micheal without responding to what he said.
"I know that I am not the Messenger of Allah and you are not Sayyidah Aisha. But I believe, just as the Prophet has a special place for his beloved woman, I will try to give you my best in my heart, Zenwa." Micheal said in a low voice, while Zenwa was still faithfully silent.
"Now I want to ask, Zenwa. Can you love me?" Micheal's question managed to make Zenwa's pupils instantly widen, his lips slightly opened, he wanted to answer but his tongue felt faint. The answer was like floating on his head.
"Because we're still learning together, I want us to study together, Zenwa. Do you want to?" Michael asked in a raucous voice, his gaze still locked with Zenwa's gaze, making Zenwa's heart start pounding back until he finally chose to turn his face. But Micheal did not allow it, framing Zenwa's cheeks with both hands, forcing Zenwa to look at him.
"Take me, Zenwa. Do you want to?" Micheal asked once more, his gaze expectantly, and Zenwa could see that clearly.
Zenwa recalled Arini's message saying she could trust Micheal and it made Zenwa nod, making a smile imprinted on Micheal's lips. And for the first time, Micheal pulls Zenwa into his arms. Makes Zenwa's body stiffen instantly.
"Thank you, Zenwa," said Micheal, who was still embracing Zenwa.
Tbc...