Sharing Love: Red Stain of Marriage
Chapter 51. The King and Queen my son

I'm sorry, if I didn't hear wrong about saying Zeya's two-man son?" zahra.

"Yes, Zeya's two sons." Azril said loudly. Zeya could no longer say, she was still crying in Azril's arms.

"You mean my son and Zeya twins," great-grandson Albirru.

Albirru's face was very surprised to accept the reality heard at this time. His hands squeezed the fabric of the sofa he was sitting on.

"Why are you cruel to separate me and my baby, Zeya."

"I am also a human being, my mother. I confess everything I did because I was angry and vengeful for you. I too hope you will give happiness that has long been lost from my life turned out to only give a wound. You seemed to lift me from the mud puddle and throw it to the bottom of the abyss. Was my expectation too high and when it got to reality not as beautiful as I imagined, my heart broke into pieces."

"Darling, that. Don't you doubt it anymore." Azril wiped away Zeya's tears. "Now what do you want, after knowing if you have a child from Zeya."

"I just want to be a guardian for my son."

"Go ahead what you want" Azril said loudly.

"I also want to get custody."

"Do you think before you speak."

"You mean, what?" albirru.

"Listen carefully Albirru ...The status of a child born from a siri marriage cannot be referred to as a child in a legally valid marriage. This is in accordance with article 43 paragraph (1) which states “Child born out of wedlock only has a civil relationship with his mother and his mother's family."

"What do you mean." Albirru seemed to begin to emotionally look at Azril who was also an emotion.

"In your country there is no right to your two children. The only one who has a relationship is his mother. If religiously you are the Queen's guardian. And it's still a long time. Me and Zeya won't forget that!"

"I wonder if you and Zeya have been in a relationship for a long time. Are you one of the reasons Zeya is suing for divorce."

Unexpectedly Azril woke up and immediately floated a raw bogem onto Albirru's face.

"Mas ..." said Zeya hugged Azril's body so that he did not continue the fight.

"Mas, I beg you not to be a vigilante."

The queen woke up and immediately cried convulsions as if she knew her father and daddy were fighting jotos.

Azril rubbed his face rough, waking up from his emotions. Albirru ignored his blue cheek jaw, approached the Queen and carried her.

Albirru hugged the Queen. But the little girl did not stop her crying, her voice grew louder.

"The queen doesn't want to be with you. How could you think of asking for custody."

Azril took the Queen from Albirru's hand and held her until she fell asleep again. Seeing that all seemed to be the sad face of Albirru.

"I just want to be able to look after and nurture her. Was it wrong to ask me as his real father."

"Wrong, you only have the right as Queen's guardian. Not for the others."

"Why did you decide everything. The queen is my son and Zeya." Albirru again looked emotional.

"Yes, don't fight anymore. It won't be over if everyone feels right. The Queen and the King are my children according to the laws of the land. If you want to meet, you can contact Azril."

"Why should I call Azril?"

"Mas Azril is my husband. Whatever I do must be with his permission. It's not my mahram. So I can't have a relationship without Azril."

"Do you know each other before we get divorced." Albirru asked that question again.

"I've been close to Azril since we haven't divorced. But the desire to separate from the mas has been there since I decided to leave the house. It's not that I have anything to do with Azril. You who have incised a lot of wounds and Azril mas come as a remedy. Is it wrong to love her?"

"Mas, we should talk about this with a cool head right now both mas Al, mbak Zeya and mas Azril are emotional. So we better put off this talk."

"I want to see the King." - cf. Albirru.

Zeya contacts Mira and asks to take the King to the study.

Mira brought the King before them. After that he nodded.

"King, it's dad." Zeya pointed at Albirru.

Albirru and Zahra became gawked at the sight of the King whose face was copying from his biological father.

"King, his face looks a lot like gold." murmured Zahra.

"May I carry him" ucal Albirru.

Zeya gave the King to Albirru. But just being held, the son immediately cried.

Albirru and Zahra had tried to persuade, but the King kept crying. Zeya finally took the King back from Albirru's sling.

Azril and Albirru agreed that he could see the King and Queen twice a week. On condition that he should contact Azril if he would meet them.

After that Albirru and his wife Zahra. Azril and Zeya looked at the garden. It seemed that the invited guests were already deserted, The two of them decided to go into the room. And. asked Mira for help to take care of the twins.

Zeya changed her clothes. Azril who initially wanted to sit while watching, approached his wife.

He hugged Zeya's body from behind and opened a hijab that covered Zeya's beautiful hair. Azril pecked at the nape of his wife.

"Mas, ticklish ah."

"You take a shower."

"Yes, my mom."

"Bath bath yeah."

"I'm the Queen who should be bathed."

"You're the queen in my heart, baby."

Azril just lifted up Zeya's body and took her into the bathroom.

Half an hour later they were both in the bathroom. Azril asked Zeya to sit in front of the mirror. He then dried his wife's wet hair.

"Mas, is it true that the King and Queen cannot be taken care of by the Albirru family" Zeya murmured.

"It won't. You and Albirru only marry siri. And don't be afraid, I'll do whatever it takes if he goes by the law."

Zeya hugged the waist of Azril who was standing beside her, drowning her head in the man's stomach.

"Mas, thank you for being present in my life. And thank you also for loving me, as well as the King and Queen. Can I know why you chose me to be your wife?" Azril kissed the head of the wife he loved so much.

"Zeya, I love you more than you know. I've been waiting, I don't need to tell you how long, you'll be surprised. I spent time seducing God for desires that I could not fulfill on my own. I don't think it'll be enough to just make love an excuse. Love is sometimes just nonsense. Love doesn't need a reason, because love isn't an excuse."

Seriate

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