Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
EXPLANATIONS

... ⁇ ️ Episodes 30️...

..."O Allah. Servant surrender to You. Truly, You know better what is best for Your Servant. And the Servant believes Your Recana is far better than all the plans."...

I sit on the prayer mat. Reading Quran. Until the morning prayer was heard and Om Zidan went into the room.

"Darling?" He stroked my head. Makes me look up to look at him.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep in the study!" said it. Maybe he could see there was a question that really needed an answer from the way I looked at him.

"That's all?" I still hope he explains everything. Without asking for it or forcing him to explain it.

"Yes." Yeah." He nodded slowly and sat down in front of me.

"Relatedly? That's all Om Zidan has to clear to Manda?"

My tears are already flowing. But as hard as I can hold him back so he doesn't drip down this cheek.

"Manda's tired, Om. Manda tired of being diced just like gini. If Manda is wrong, Om Zidan better reprimand Manda. Or if you need to hit Manda. But never cuekin Manda!!"

Oh hell. My tears can't hold back anymore.

"You don't know what Om Zidan's been hiding all this time from Manda. But Manda hopes. Whatever it is. That's not what's going to cause us to part!" I wiped my tears. Rise up, then run to the bathroom to open a cry that is no longer strong for me to hold.

"Manda!" Om Zidan. Knocked on the bathroom door and asked me to come out.

"OKAY. I'll clear everything up. I promise, honey..."

I'm still leaning against the bathroom wall. I had no intention of opening the bathroom door.

"Manda's? The darling? I'm sorry. I've never missed you, dear. I just want you to focus on studying for the exam first. Open the door first. We're fine..."

"Focus learning? What's this got to do with Om Zidan who's been cuekin me all this time?" Mumbles. I know Om Zidan didn't hear what I said just now. But atleast. Everything I wanted to say all this time could come out.

"Darling? Come on, open the door. We're talking okay? Manda?" Om Zidan keeps knocking on the bathroom door. Asking me to open it. And give him a chance to explain everything.

Finally, because I'm not the stubborn woman type. I gave up and opened the bathroom door. But I refused when Om Zidan wanted to hug me.

"Don't touch Manda. Before Om Zidan clear everything!!!"

"All right." He hid his hands behind his back. Then step back while continuing to look at me.

My eyes follow Om Zidan's every move. Until she crouched down in front of the dresser and took something from inside the drawer.

"Actually this is not the right time. But not papa. For your sake, for the sake of keeping your trust!"

Om Zidan suddenly knelt before me. He looked at me with a face full of regret.

"Manda, I told you. If I'm going to legalize this marriage in the country. There is no more barrier between us. I want the State to recognize our marriage. So, are you still willing to marry me again?"

Om Zidan opened the ring box he took from the drawer. And stupid! The wedding ring was for us. The ring that Om Zidan is holding right now is the same ring as the one in the photo.

"I'm so cute with you. Because I want you to really focus on learning. Not the same focus as me. I often come home late or even go home. Because I took care of all the wedding preparations. Starting from data, places and also decorations. I just want to give my best for you on our special day. That's why I took care of everything. That's all, Manda. I have no other reason to talk to you. If that's not a good thing for you, dear."

I knelt down, and hugged Om Zidan. I doubt Om Zidan's love and loyalty to me. I could have come to a bad conclusion about my husband! I'm so stupid!

"Yes. Maafin Manda's... The selfish manda. What a stupid manda! The wrong manda!"

Om Zidan tightened his embrace. He really gripped my body with all the love. Give comfort in the chest.

"Don't beat yourself up, honey. I was wrong. Maybe I've been passing by you. So I'm the wrong one here!" Resolute Om Zidan. He wiped my tears. Kissing my forehead, eyelids and even the corners of my lips.

"Udah, yes. Don't be sad anymore, will you?"

I pressed my arms back. While regretting the stupidity that I have done so far.

"Remember. I'm not going to forget you, honey. It can't!"

"Yes, Manda will remember that!"

"Smart Girl." Om Zidan stroked my head that was leaning against the chest of his field. He kept stroking and sometimes peeling at the tops of my head.

"Yes already. Now you take a shower. Let me prepare breakfast downstairs. Or take a shower?"

Huh huh? Shower together? This partial?

"Hehehe.... You take a shower yourself." I smiled embarrassedly as I looked at her face.

"Please." Om Zidan released my body. Let me go to the bathroom. I looked before entering. "Thank you, baby."

I once again ran to embrace him. Put a little warm touch on her lips. "Thank you for everything!"

"Back of love, baby!" Om Zidan rubbed my head again. Then ask me to get ready immediately, if you don't want to be late.

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The smile never faded from my lips, after knowing all the facts Om Zidan had been hiding all along. Even now, I can't wait to see when tomorrow comes.

I kept hoping every second, minute and hour. Hope that happiness is on my side again. Present again gives color to this blurry life.

Om Zidan's hand touched my cheek. His black net looked at me with warmth. "Excite yes, dear. Do your best for yourself."

I closed my mouth when his lips touched my forehead. Warm. His kiss felt so warm. Makes my blood flow sizzle hot.

"I love you, Manda!"

Sounds so sincere. It was as if the sentence was spoken directly from heart to heart.

"Manda also loves Om Zidan!"

He smiled, then lowered his hand. "I'll pick you up later."

"Yes, be careful on the road!"

I waved my hand looking at the car that drove away. As beautiful as this turns out to be the feeling of loving people who also love us. But there will also be pain that can not be expressed again if he has made us disappointed.

And I hope. I hope Om Zidan never did that to me. I will never disappoint and destroy my faith.