Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
Better I Die!

...It's not too late to change. As long as you can breathe, you can become a better person. ...

...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...

...🌴🌴🌴...

In a house, a small family was seen enjoying the beautiful afternoon sky behind his house. They were sitting quietly on a carpet held in the garden behind the house. 

Their happy faces were of course visible. Even the father and first child are trying to make his second brother or son cheerful again.

No doubt, the father and son worked together with joggers to and fro. Move freely and make jokes until a laugh although not widely seen clearly on the lips of the child.

"Yey succeeded" said Abraham and Bara together.

They bertos ria. Then immediately approached his two favorite women who were pouring orange juice into a glass and handed it to them both.

"Thank you, Ma" said Bara and Abraham.

"Together." 

"Will she?" abraham held out the glass.

The boy did not refuse. He immediately took his brother's property and sipped it slowly. 

Fresh and cold orange taste certainly makes his throat feel very fresh. Until unknowingly, the freshness created there, makes the child does not want to stop drinking it.

"Doyan?" abraham ridiculed his eyes.

Bia closed her mouth in remembrance of her extremely thirsty self. Even his eyes saw that the orange-colored water was already half-sheltered. It was a sign that he was drinking more.

"I'm sorry, Bang" said Bia slowly. "Bij…"

"Why apologize?" ask Abraham quickly.

Slowly he sat down beside his mother. Then immediately rubbed the head of his sister who sat on Almeera's lap gently. 

"Frank up," Abraham interrupted quickly. "Your orange juice is really good." 

Almeera and Bara who were looking at each other smiled. The man took a seat behind his wife and hugged her from behind. The soothing view of the afternoon makes them not want to leave the backyard. 

This certainly makes them feel at home. Moreover, the harmony that was once lost can be re-feeled. A very remarkable thing indeed.

Resilience, patience and sincerity play a major role in this story. None of this would have happened if we had not received God's intervention. 

"Thank you, Ra. Thank you for coming back to me" Bara whispered and kissed his wife on the neck.

Almeera. The neck is a sensitive area. When the area is touched, it will feel like being stung by electricity. 

"Mas!" lirih Almeera covered her neck with her left palm. 

She shook her head to tell her husband not to kiss the nape of her neck. It could be dangerous if he accidentally sighed there. 

The attention of the two shifted, when Abraham invited his sister to stand up. The two immediately walked towards the flowers and vegetables planted there. 

Bara's wife is happy gardening. Almeera spends her time here waiting for a report from the company via email. He hasn't been able to get back to work in the last few days.

Almeera wants to focus on her family and children. She doesn't want Bia to feel alone and the trauma deepens. The mental health of the child is the most important thing. He doesn't care if it's too long. Almeera handed over all the office business to her brother, Jonathan.

"Look at our children, Ra." Show Bara to Abraham and Bia who seem to be chatting while staring at the flower beds in the park. 

The face of the teenager looks very fond of his sister. Even how Abraham behaved so well, always loving Bia, made him feel so proud.

"Why, Mas?" ask Almeera slowly.

"Mas!" lirih Almeera.

Hearing the sound of heavy breathing on Bara's lips and the hand that was tightly coiled in her stomach, made Almeera realize that her husband was very anxious. 

Bara distanced himself. He let out a rough sigh before choosing to sit beside Almeera. He was completely powerless to resist any desire to raise his wife. However, Bara will stay until his wife gives him permission.

"Excuse me, Ra," Irene Bara with her face looking ahead full of emptiness. 

"Don't say that again, Mas," Almeera said as Bara sat beside her room. "I should have apologized." 

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you an inner living, Mas. I'm still traumatized and scared."

What Almeera said was honesty. He really can't yet fuse with Bara. I don't know why when she tried to kiss her husband. The shadow about Narumi flashed again. 

As for Bara, the man just pulled his hair back. He can't do anything now. Restraining himself, controlling his passionate desire to appreciate his wife. 

He won't force anything. He'll be waiting. Bara very well understood what the reason his wife could be like this to him. Especially if he's not the biggest reason for all this.

"Don't go on, Mas," persuaded Almeera while hugging Bara's arm. "Give me a minute. I'm not really ready." 

Bara breathed his coarse breath. He was not angry with his wife. Only, he was disappointed in himself. How can a good and perfect wife like Almeera, she hurt so deeply just because of a Narumi. 

He was so sorry so sorry!

"Mas knows, honey. Mas will wait until you are ready to be born inwardly," said Bara with his shady gaze. "Until the time comes, you'll be hamili until you have twins."

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And elsewhere. More precisely in a white room. A woman wearing her work uniform entered the room with a tray containing fruit and a knife on it.

A blind woman with no legs was lying weakly on the bed. He was really tired of everything. 

"Good afternoon, Sister Narumi," greeted the RSJ nurse kindly.

Narumi did not answer. The woman remained silent until the nurse sat herself quietly before her.

"What fruit do you want?"

"Apel," said Narumi with ears to hear everything that sounded there.

Finally the nurse immediately peeled the red fruit. He did it so deftly that it didn't take long. 

"Let's open your mouth, ma'am!" he said half forcefully.

Narumi. He really has no appetite. This makes the nurse not forced. However, before long the voice of someone who called the name of the nurse made him immediately stand up. 

"Mbak Narumi shut up. I want to see my friend next door" he said, putting a plate with fruit and a knife on the side of the gurney.

The nurse. Narumi's ears were still very sharp. He knew very well where it was placed. Until his hands started to spread everywhere.

Got it! 

Narumi clasped the knife. He really doesn't have anyone right now. The man he thought would take him away from this life turned out to have to feel the coldness of the iron bars.

Plus the person who really loves him is, Adnan. The man also left her. 

"I'd rather die than bear it all myself."

~Connected

Hualah, I'm sorry. Mbok ya penitent for you loh!