Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 71
Amar massaged his head which suddenly felt heavy, and he growled furiously knowing Maryam was meeting her mother in prison. Amar just found out it was from Rika and Gina who was invited by Amar to tell where Maryam went. And late this time he did rarely monitor Maryam from her tracking device because Rika and Gina had always been with Maryam and always gave a report of where her wife was going.
While Maryam who just came out of the bathroom looked very happy. Of course, Faraz and Afsana will soon be together.
"Maryam" called Amar in a cold tone.
"What's wrong?" ask Maryam because she saw Amar who was holding back anger.
"You saw him in prison?" Amar asked without looking at Maryam. He really feels angry at this moment.
Maryam knew what Amar meant, she realized Amar was angry, and she knew she couldn't lie.
"I.. Yes" answered Maryam afraid of fear, what else saw Amar's jaw harden and he gritted his teeth.
"How many times?" Amar asked again and this time he stood up, he stared intently at Maryam and honestly made Mary fear.
"Bba...Several times" Maryam replied nervously and she stepped back because Amar was approaching her with a look as if he was about to attack her. Suddenly Amar grabbed Maryam's shoulder and made Maryam gasp, Amar gripped her very strongly, Maryam was in pain but she did not dare to react, he could only shut up and blinked his eyes which suddenly felt very hot.
"Never see her again" he said in a piercing tone.
"But..."
"That's my command! Your husband's orders" arrived Amar snapped him while shaking Maryam's shoulder and making Maryam grimace in pain, Maryam was sure it would definitely leave a mark on what else Maryam could feel Amar's fingernails stuck in her skin because she was just wearing thin pajamas, she said, getting a knock and rough treatment made Maryam shed her tears accidentally and instantly as if making Amar aware of what he had done.
Amar immediately released his hand from Maryam's shoulder, and he stepped back. Amar had just returned from his subconscious.
Amar looked at Maryam who was now staring fearfully at her. Mary's lips trembled and tears flowed freely on her cheeks.
"Damn..." Amar growled furiously, what had he done? He's already hurt his wife.
Maryam bit her lips to hold back her sobs, but one little prank still escaped and it made Amar feel even more guilty.
"Ssa..Honey, sorry" said Amar again approached Maryam but Maryam immediately retreated. And it made Amar's heart feel very sore. Now he must have looked like a monster.
Feeling that his existence would again hurt Mary, Amar immediately came out of his room and Maryam cried a mouthful.
Amar reminds her of Erick who has been rude to her. Amar was the second person after Erick to physically hurt her.
Maryam is very afraid now, she does not know Amar can be rude to her, but Amar can speak well if she does not like Maryam to meet her mother. No need to hit him what else hurts his physique.
Maryam crawled into the middle of the bed, she covered her entire body with a blanket, crying curled up in the blanket.
Both of his shoulders hurt and hurt, but his heart hurt much more.
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While Amar, he was in his study next to his room.
Amar continues to berate himself, he gets out of control when he hears Maryam meeting a woman who for him is a prostitute and a murderer.
Amar loved Mary very much, and Amar was only afraid that she would hurt Mary, because she always took what Amar loved.
Amar doesn't understand why Maryam is meeting him. What Maryam wants, she doesn't know how dangerous she is, the woman who killed her own daughter and husband.
Remembering how Mary had shed her tears and stared fearfully at her made Amar feel even more guilty, and her heart ached. Maryam always treated her gently and lovingly, is this Amar's reply to her?
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Afsana could not stop her lips that continued to develop a smile, even her cheeks now felt very hot, Afsana holding both cheeks.
Is this a dream?
Faraz loved her too, does that make sense?
And now the two families already knew about his second feeling. Afsana kissed the beautifully circular ring on her ring finger, as a sign that she would soon belong to her Faraz sister.
"Isa... So you can not sleep" muttered Afsana because he could not sleep so happy. Her heart is flowering flowers, her heart is pounding, her piping feels hot, is love so beautiful?
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"It turns out love is indeed this beautiful" murmured Faraz who also can not sleep, he sat by the window, staring at the dark night sky that emits starlight and moon, very beautiful. Faraz felt like a teenager in the heat.
Marry Afsana.
Having her as a wife is no longer a sister.
One day they will have children, and their children will call them Abi and Ummi. If you had a daughter, it would be as beautiful as Afsana. If you have a son... No-no...
They should have sons and daughters.
His son is definitely as handsome as Faraz.
"Issh, what the hell was I thinking" Faraz hit the back of his own head. Either how he imagined so many things "Astaghfirullah, the delusion of the devil" Faraz quickly closed his window.
Then take ablution, and prepare for sleep. Although like her tonight she will have trouble sleeping so happy.
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Last night Amar slept on the sofa of his study, it made his body feel sore.
Amar awakens when Adhan commutes. Before marriage, Amar never woke up to pray, but after marriage, during the Adhan he would always wake up with his own. Of course it was because Maryam always woke him up so that it has now become a habit.
Amar returned to his room, and he found Maryam still asleep, tumben, he thought. Even the lights are still bright, maybe Maryam overslept.
Amar approached Maryam who was sleeping sideways, Amar felt very guilty for her actions last night. And the guilt was even more when he saw Maryam's face that seemed to be crying. Still puffy, could Maryam cry all night? Because the pillow looks wet.
Amar looked at the face of Mayu Maryam with a sad look, at the door of the wife's face, there were even tears in the corner of her eyes.
Amar kisses her gently, and it disrupts his wife's sleep.
Maryam who woke up from her sleep immediately sat down and moved backwards to see Amar was already in front of her.
Maryam had fallen asleep about two hours ago, she kept crying, fear came to her heart, Amar snapped at her and physically hurt her, what if it continued and repeated again?
Amar who saw Maryam's reaction, could only sigh in lethargy. Her heart ached seeing Mary like that.
"Darling, sorry" she wrote so sincerely, even her eyes implying deep regret.
Maryam could only stand still and look down, she did not know what to react to.
Amar raised his hand, and stroked Maryam's cheek gently, Maryam still looked frightened, yet she let Amar caress her cheek.
"I'm out of control, honey. I'm just afraid of losing you like I lost Amora and Papa. And all because of her, that woman is dangerous" Amar whispered at the end of her sentence, what a pain to remember that past. Maryam was still silent and this time she ventured to look at Amar.
The look of the two met, and it looked Amar who did look sorry.
"I promise, I won't hurt you again" she wrote later. Mary was still silent, Amar sat on the edge of the bed, and took Mary into his arms without rejection. Amar kissed Maryam's head, and stroked her hair fondly.
"I'm sorry yes" Maryam simply nodded without being able to make a sound.
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