SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Heart Answer
...Part 34's...
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“Sayang... Miss you”.
Zain again drove his car but this time with the speed he added. He could not wait to meet her, the lover he longed for today, the woman he longed for and adored, the wife who awaited his return.
“Assalamualaikum”. Zain said his greetings and waited at the door. He did not use the key he had. Accidentally standing in front waiting for his wife to open the door for him. Ridiculous indeed, but he started to like simple things like this. He hid Lily's bouquet earlier and waited with a smile on his face.
“Waalaikumsalam”.
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“Mas”. And this moment that he missed, his lover opened the door to welcome his return with a sweet smile on his lips.
Zareen held out his hand and Zainpun accepted the hand gladly. His wife kissed the back of his hand.
“Sorry, I was in the room a little while ago. In part why it is not opened the Mas directly the door, the Masnya there is a spare key”.
Coletteh Zareen picks up her husband's briefcase.
“Mas wishes to be opened with kamu”.
Zareen laughs, “More choose tired standing in front of the door ya”.
“Ha ha do not feel tired dear, because Mas like”.
“Mas this is-there is. Yes already, meningan Mas directly shower gih, already want magrib ini”.
“Iya Mas to top first ya”. Zain nodded behind Zareen's back who was getting busy in the kitchen. And took advantage of the opportunity to hide a bouquet of flowers behind his body and then took him to the room.
Adzan Magribpun reverberated, Zain was ready with a peci and scabbard.He went out to the guest room, where his wife was. Yes, maybe because Zareen had slept in the room before, not in the main room with him, so since their return this morning Zareen had chosen to go to the room. Maybe he's still awkward.
Zain knocked on the door three times. “Za,,”
On the knock to the three doors opened, and his wife appeared ready with her white face.
“Aready?”
“Mas”.
“Yuk”.
Zareen followed him from the back to the living room, and there they prayed together.
Finished performing the prayer, Zain led the recitation of the prayer, a habit of these few days that he liked. After that until the time isya arrived they spend time by teaching, continuing their reading yesterday.
After all their duties had been fulfilled, Zareen tidied up her alphabet and stood up, until the voice of her husband stopped her.
“Za, sleeping in the main room ya”.
Zareen is confused as to how. She has been ready for a long time, ever since she learned that Zain was her husband. But the pain caused his heart to freeze, until now he had a little trouble to live it back. I'm sorry he gave me, and he's not a vengeful person, just that this isn't easy, it's not as easy as turning a palm, to be honest.
Zain who can feel the hardness of his wife was standing, “Za, you want to sleep with Mas”. He spoke with the hand that had held the wife's hands.
Still no response.
Zain brought Zareen his hug, “Darling, pardon Mas for all the wounds that Mas tore first, Mas know that it is not easy for you to bury the bitter memories just like that. But everything has happened Za, Mas can not change it, all Mas can do is fix it, and all it can only when you want to apologize and accept Mas back dear”.
“I have forgiven You. It's just..”
Zain let go of his embrace turned cupped face of his wife, “Ilna is indeed the first love of Mas, and he is a person who means a lot to Mas. But it was Za, now the only one who lives in this heart is you, Mas's wife. Indeed, the time we go through is not during when Mas with Ilna, but this feeling is different dear. This worry, this anxiety, this fear, this peduili, this longing, and this love, were all different when Mas was with Ilna. Mas do not know why it can be like this, but one possible answer that can be given is because this sense is bound by a promise with Him. And that's what wasn't there when Mas was with Ilna”.
Zareen raised her face and looked into the eyes of the husband.
Zain rubbed his lover's cheeks gently, he ended his speech with a smile. He has revealed everything, and now let his wife decide.
“Mas, you know, that I've been receiving you ever since, since the first time I found out that Mas was my husband. And long before that, since the first time these eyes opened and saw you, this heart has been pounding for you Mas”.
Zareen took Zain's hand from his cheek, and turned around now was the one grasping.
“I don't hate you Mas, never. Your presence is my destiny, the name God wrote in my lahul mahfudz, how could I hate it”.
...You are my imam, and thank you for making me a part of your life.
“Iya darling, yes. You are now part of my life. Mas has found the reason for your presence, and Mas realizes that you mean a lot to Mas, because you are also the name that Allah inserted in lahul mahfudz Mas, which became the rib of Mas”.
Zain again took Zareen into a hug, held him very tightly, and kissed the top of his old wife's head.
Zareen returned the hug, leaning her head against Zain's chest, feeling the warmth of the embrace.
“Yuk Mas break”.
Zain let go of that hug and nodded.”You go first dear”.
“Baiklah”. Zareen smiled, knowing that her husband intended to give it all up to her. Do not want to accompany, let him alone determine which direction he wants to go.
Zareen walked slowly, and well, he finally headed for the master room. Zain smiled warmly behind him.
Until arriving at the door, Zareen held the black door knob, “Bismillah..”.
He pushed open the door, and there, on top of the navy king size, lay a large bouquet of White Lily. Zareen gasped, turned around and found the smiling husband staring at her behind.
“You like?”
“That's flowers for Za Mas?”
“Iya darling, White Lily's for you”
Zareen smiled faintly and resumed his steps until he stuck to the bed. His hands stretched out to pick up the bouquet, and brought it closer to his face and smelled its fragrant aroma.
He inhaled for a long time, for a moment with closed eyes.
“Contact the flowers?”
“Fragrance Mas he he”
“Means you like right?”
Zareen nodded with her sweet smile, “Thank you Mas”.
“Iya dear equally”.
Zain rubbed Zareen's head still closed.
Zareen again blushed in embarrassment. This sweet thing that her husband did managed to destroy his heart that he had a firm fence. Lily is white, she knows what this flower means.
TO BE CONTINUE
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Please be patient yes manteman, from now on their sweet life will start 🤩
To know the sweet taste, do not we have to know first will taste bitter 🤭
is that really manteman? he he