New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
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The increasingly gripping night made it easier for Faris to split the streets that had begun to stretch. His white range rover looked dashing through the darkness with two black BMWs that also kneeled him to ensure the safety of its master.

Along the way Aisha continued to stare at Faris in confusion. The face was just staring intently at the street, an uncharacteristic gaze. Even when Aisha linked her fingers to try to melt the atmosphere, her husband remained unmoved. Can Aisha guess if her husband is trying to resist jealousy?.

It did not take long they had arrived at the yard of a house that was more worthy of being called a palace. Faris immediately carried Aisha to her wheelchair carefully so that the blood did not rise at the interval of infusion, of course with the help of her guards. Pushing him slowly through the elevator that went straight to his room.

Still in the silence Faris laid Aisha slowly on the bed, justifying the rate of intravenous fluids that had stopped due to movement.

When Faris was done, Aisha's fingers slowly airing, caressing the stern jaw that looked still hard.

“Where is Bang Faris always patient?” said Aisha staring fixedly at the clear iris who was also staring at her.

Faris closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling his coarse breath.

“Why Ica biarin Azka enter?” The look on his face began to calm down, his tone softened.

“Abang trust same Ica?”

“Azka said until now his feelings for Ica have not changed at all, maybe it will always be like that. He also said that if you are not able to take care of Ica, then he will go back and fight. Can't you worry about all that?”

Aisha smiled, gently rubbing the corner of her husband's lips that melted.

“What does that mean Brother also doubts Ica?”

“Neither Dear ..”

“Abang once said no one needs Ica worryin, because until anytime there will be no one who can replace the position of Ica in the heart of Brother, because Ica has succeeded in having half of Brother's life. Brother also said that nothing can change the feelings of my brother for Ica. Now Ica knows how much that promise means. So stay here, no matter how big a storm will hit our households, we pass everything together huh Bang?”

Faris nodded with a smile, how beautiful the sentence was in her ears. A lesson they are learning today, that trust is the foundation of everything.

“Astaghfirullah, sorry Brother yes Darling. Brother has not been able to control this feeling of jealousy,” he said staring fixed iris beautiful that.

“Nothing wrong with jealousy, it means you are afraid of losing Ica. Just don't overdo it. Because love is trust, not to curb each other and not jealousy for no reason.”

“InsyaAllah Ica will always maintain the trust of Brother, as long as Abang also does not doubt Ica,” he added giving a glimpse of a kiss on the corner of her husband's lips.

Many times Faris rained a kiss on the face that remained blushing even a little pale. His library ceaselessly tidied up hamdallah has been blessed with an extraordinary companion like Aisha.

“Bentar Brother change bandages first yes, keep Ica asleep. Uda malem definitely Ica cape,” said Faris took a medical box that is always available in his room.

Aisha shook her head gently, making Faris link her eyebrows inquiring.

“Ica puttin used to hurt Abang, only Ica can sleep,” she replied researching the wounds in every corner of her husband's handsome face.

Faris smiled anxiously, scrambling his wife's hair and making Aisha pursed her lips perfectly.

***

Karina hugged her knees tightly, she cried as she pleased in the corner of her room. The crying that sounded so heartbreaking. His chest tightened, his heart grieved his fate, lamenting his love for which there was no progress.

Her pretty brain re-imagined what happened a few hours ago at the Hospital.

The flashback

Karina smothered her mouth to reduce the sound of her sobbing, from where she stood clearly two men who both managed to tear her life was wrestling for the same woman.

“Gue says give up!” faris shouted fixed in her position.

“It's out of my control!” Azka again got up and attacked Faris who was still lying down.

It turned out that Karina was witnessing a fierce struggle between the two.

Looking at the incident, it was very clear that Azka's heart had not changed at all, still only for the same person. So how can he give hope to Karina if her heart is still broken?. Also how could Karina survive if only she fought alone?

Azka who saw that immediately ran after Karina. Their eyes were ringing, equally implying sadness.

“Sorry.” That is all Azka can say.

“Don't just say sorry Azka! Why apologize if in fact you never have the intention to fight together?” karina shouted helplessly holding back her cries.

Haven't had time

Azka replied, Karina first ran away, leaving her alone in the corner of the basement. But this time he fell silent, not chasing Karina's steps. What Karina did reminded her of what she had done as well. Stay put for Aisha, even though she knows Aisha's heart has really found its port.

Azka rubbed her face rough. What has he done? But that feeling is hard for him to control. It is not his wish if until now he has not been able to move on from Aisha and her past.

Flashback off

Allohu .. Why is this so severe as Your test for my heart?

And I am not as strong as a rock in the sea of Your creation

***

“Ssshh, Aww...” Aisha awakens as she feels pain and tenderness in her wound, probably due to her movements when she falls asleep.

Aisha is shocked when she turns to her right side and finds her husband sleeping next to her but with a state of sitting leaning on the headboard of the bed, Faris' intention is to take care of Aisha, he was afraid that his wife would move a lot when sleeping, but instead he fell asleep.

“Definitely sore neck,” soft Aisha tried to slip a pillow behind the neck of the husband. But his efforts actually made Faris blink.

“Why Dear? Is anyone sick?” faris asked frantically with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up,

“Neither Bang. His real sleep brother, his body will hurt.”

“Ngak kok Darling, Brother is afraid later Ica a lot of movement fitting sleep,” he said stroking the soft top of the head of the wife.

“Didih, did Ica sleep that late?”

“Emang,” Faris seductress made the wife upset, she then lay down beside Aisha, holding her slowly channeling warmth.

“New half two, sleep again first. Later Abang wakein if you want tahajud.”

Aisha nodded slowly in her husband's arms, drowning her face there, in the chest that is now her favorite.

“Later in the morning Ica want to go for a walk huh Bang? Shouldn't I go to the hospital? Yes already later Ica asked Bi Asih or the others just,” asked Aisha in a row, making Faris suddenly open her eyes again and pinch her nose in her arms.

“Yes custom if it is answered by itself, it is a marathon again,” said Faris gemas.

“By ya?” aisha's curls raised her face, making her forehead stick perfectly to her husband's lips.

“What did not make my love,” replied Faris without opening her eyes.

“Yeay, thank my dear Brother.”

So happy that Aisha suddenly raised her lips to parallel with Faris's lips that had been slightly opened in her sleep, she stuck her ranum lips with the property of her husband, making Faris suddenly open her eyes.

When Faris was about to reply to her, Aisha actually re-submerged her face in the chest of her husband's field, again closing her net comfortably enjoying the masculine scent of her husband which is now her candlestick.

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