Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 22 - Hurt Yourself

Ibrahim asks Luna to buy new clothes for her. The clothes that Aira was wearing were now dirty filled with her own Asi spilled.

Clad only in Ibrahim's kimono towel, Aira sat on the side of the bed. The room in the CEO's room.

"Wait a little while, Luna will come with your new clothes" said Ibrahim, stroking her wet hair.

While Aira was just silent, putting on her cold face.

And Abraham sat down beside his wife. Just as Aira was staring in any direction, Ibrahim did the same.

"As long as you're CEO, I'll be your deputy, I'll show everyone that their choices are wrong, that you're still a country woman who can't do anything" Ibrahim said.

His heart was tight when he said that sentence. But the ego that dominates makes Ibrahim able to say those hurtful words.

"Do whatever you want and I will too" Aira replied. He continued to squash his hands together firmly, holding back the tears that no longer spilled.

Until finally Luna's voice was heard and Ibrahim got up to approach.

Then go back in and throw a paper bag on the bed.

And then he left Aira.

"Astagfirulahalazim," murmured Aira. He touched his chest that felt so tight.

And when his eyes blinked his tears just fell.

"Relax Aira, patience, Istighfar," he murmured again.

And without stalling, Aira immediately put on the shirt. Then get out of the room and start continuing with the plan.

Accompanied by Luna, Aira began touring the Suryo Media Corp company.

One of the media companies in Indonesia. It also has 2 national television broadcasts.

Aira came down from the 29th floor and continued down to the lobby.

Go to the Editor section and meet with several editors. Then to the Marketing section, the Administration section and the Technology section.

Until the afternoon before then Aira finished everything. And when he was going home, Abraham again approached his wife.

But Aira thought Ibrahim was not in this office. Or at least have gone home along with the employees in the day shift.

Because now who are in the company has changed employees who work in the night shift.

"Aira will come home with me" said Ibrahim, speaking coldly to his wife's personal assistant.

"Okay sir," replied Luna obediently. He even lowered his head, obediently.

While Aira could only exhale her sigh resignedly. She knew she could not resist her husband's wishes.

Aira was even silent, as Ibrahim pulled his hand to follow the steps. Then he sat Aira in the back seat and she went inside.

"Road sir!" Ibrahim's Letters.

And the car finally drove, entered the highway and joined many other cars.

Coming home late, even in front of there the sky already seems to turn red.

Signs that magrib is coming soon. While they are still on the streets.

Aira opened her phone and checked the clock. Sure enough, now it has entered magrib time, it has almost stepped on at 6 pm.

"Why? just realized coming home late?" asked Ibrahim, he looked towards Aira but the one who was stared at chose to be indifferent.

Until heard by Aira, Ibrahim who was grieving.

"A mother who for the sake of property to be able to leave her child," said Ibrahim again.

And again made Aira hurt.

Unable to shut up, Aira turned her head and returned her husband's gaze. Staring with sharp eyes but with smiling lips.

"I feel sorry to see your life now" said Aira, a remark that made Ibrahim look at him with dislike.

"What do you mean!" reply Ibra, don't like.

And Aira's smile was perfect.

"Nothing," Aira replied quickly, then turned her face first. Ibrahim who was already upset also pulled the arm of Aira until his wife looked back at him.

"What do you mean?" ask Abraham again.

And Aira did not immediately answer, still giving a smile that looks annoying in the eyes of Ibrahim.

"You continue to harass me, until you forget about your own life," Aira replied at last.

He made Ibrahim swallow his saliva violently. Her stupid little heart even confirmed Aira's words. His hatred for Aira made Ibrahim keep thinking about this woman, until he forgot about his own life.

Now it's all about Aira, Aira and Aira.

"You want that CEO position?" aira asked, but Ibrahim remained silent.

Screaming without cutting off the gaze of the two.

"But sorry, I'm not going to give it to you. Especially for a man like you, an irresponsible man," Aira explained.

"You talk to me, be polite to me."

Aira was finally able to grieve in front of this man. Ibrahim's words just now really sounded funny in his ears.

"I will respect you, if you will honor me as a wife" Aira replied.

"But even if you never respected me, right? in your eyes I'm just a despicable and stupid woman" Aira said.

Keep talking with a smile on her lips.

"You made me think that." Ibrahim answered and now heard him Aira chuckled.

"Just blame everything on me" Aira said.

They kept arguing until time seemed to go so fast. Now they have arrived at the residence of the Suryo family.

Ibrahim and Aira went down.

Inside there was already Sonya who welcomed with a warm smile.

But neither Ibrahim nor Aira ignored the smile, leaving Sonya flabbergasted.

"Well wow! the village woman really did act. To get support from Mr. Basir how dare he ignore me!" as Sonya said, she stretched them both around her waist.

Staring furiously at the back of Aira who was quite far from his sight.

"Just wait, I'll teach you a lesson!" sonya said so grimly.

Feeling upset, Sonya finally decided to go out that night. A moment to leave this hell-like house.

In the room.

"We took a bath together" Ibrahim said.

Making Aira look at her husband was in disbelief.

But tired of arguing, Aira was only able to obey Ibrahim's wishes. And thankfully that night Ibra and Aira really just took a bath together.

Aira hurriedly performed the magrib prayer, as her time was running out.

Seeing Aira who only prayed alone without inviting him to make Ibrahim's chest tight again.

Even Aira was no longer willing to kiss the back of her right hand.

After the prayer Aira immediately took Yusuf to Bik Sumi and suckled him.

Keep with Joseph and ignore Ibra.