Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 33 - For The Last Time

"All right, but not tonight. One more month, before that live well, stop drinking alcohol and set your diet" Ibrahim told his first wife.

Ibrahim could not see Sonya's despair, he still remembered their 5-year struggle to have children, 5 love each other and together.

But now everything is different, love is no longer there even make their relationship so stretched. Fulfilling the last wish was the thing he could give for the last time.

Treat Sonya well like a wife.

For after Abraham only Aira was his wife. The woman who is now the queen in his heart. It's not Sonya anymore like it used to be.

Sonya accepted his decision. If they do not want to divorce then they are just friends, even though they are in marital status.

I don't know who's cruel in a relationship like this. But neither Ibrahim nor Sonya knew why.

"Thank you," replied Sonya enthusiastically. It's like finding a new life after everything is destroyed.

An opportunity he could not waste. Sonya even established herself to change, indulging Pram's grandfather's wishes in her will.

I'm sorry, Kek, I know my mistake was so much, I even folded my grandfather's breathing hose back then, but I beg you, Kek, please give me a chance to fix everything. Although I am no longer the wife of Ibrahim, let me remain her life companion, allow me to conceive her child. Sonya Inner.

After talking to Sonya, Ibrahim came out and went to Aira's room. Room not far from Sonya.

Go in there and see there's Sumi's bik here too. And when he saw Ibrahim coming in, Sumi decided to go out.

Ibrahim then approached the wife who was still standing next to the baby box Yusuf, watching his son who was sleeping. Ibrahim then hugged Aira from behind, wrapping his hands around his wife's stomach. Gently stroking the stomach was reminded of their second child.

"How Mas? is Sonya's mom?" aira asked, she turned her head towards the husband, making the distance between the two faces very close. Even the warm breath of the husband can Aira feel clearly.

Ibrahim did not answer immediately, he took a quick sip of his wife's soft lips. Ibrahim never kissed Aira again.

"Dear, he was tired and resting" replied Ibrahim, but did not explain at length if Sonya had just returned home. His first wife did not sleep at home last night.

"Mas," Aira turned around, she looked up slightly and looked at the husband who was also looking at her closely.

"Me and Sonya are your wives, so may I ask that we be treated fairly?"

Ibrahim speechless.

"I was once in a position not to be loved by you, ignored, even ...."

"As harassed," said Aira lirih, while Ibrahim simply swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Justifying all that speech.

"Although Sonya doesn't like me, I don't want her to feel what I've ever felt."

Ibrahim hugged Aira tightly after his wife finished speaking. Ibrahim drowned his wife's face in his chest.

"I'm sorry Aira, I'm sorry" Ibrahim said. It was like he was stabbed right in the core of his heart. Recalling as he and Sonya plotted many evil intentions for Aira. But until now Aira still treats herself and Sonya so well.

Ibrahim was ashamed.

Regardless of what mistakes Sonya has made, she also deserves a second chance. Like he is a murderer.

That afternoon Mr. Imam and Asma's mother really came to Jakarta as Ibrahim said.

It was as if it complemented the happiness that Aira was feeling right now.

Days pass.

A month has passed.

Sonya kept her promise to live well one month back. Not only about diet, but he also improved his life as well.

Apologizing to Aira sincerely, loving Joseph like his own son, even back to learning prayer 5 time with Aira.

Home relics of Pram grandfather who was always filled with quarrels and debates now began to feel warm and filled with family atmosphere.

Two weeks ago Sonya left this house, moved in another house like Aira wanted. That he and Sonya should live in separate houses. Initially Aira who wants to go out considering Sonya is the first wife and entitled to live in this house.

But Sonya refused, saying the house was too big for her. Sonya finally came out. Moving to a house not far from the main house, only a journey of about 10 minutes from the main house, will immediately reach Sonya's house.

And tonight Ibrahim kept his promise to Sonya, touching the first wife for the last time.

After the prayer isya congregate they do the struggle. Every beat given by her husband, Sonya always prayed that she would become pregnant.

Until the union finally ended. Ibrahim uprooted himself and cleansed his sweat-filled body.

"You rest, I'll sleep in the next room" said Ibrahim, sitting on the side of the bed after putting his clothes back on. Seeing Sonya who was still lying on the bed and wrapped her innocent body using a blanket.

"Thank you, I won't sue you for this and that anymore" replied Sonya, though her heart was so painful but she tried sincerely. This is the best for both of them. Have clear boundaries in their relationships. As a good friend despite the status of husband and wife.

"I also thank you, you have understood that we cannot go back to what we used to be" Ibrahim replied.

"May you get pregnant, I will be very grateful if that happens" Ibrahim said.

Sonya got up and sat in alignment with Ibrahim.

"Aamiin" said Sonya.

Sonya and Ibrahim embraced each other for the last time. Both of them were smiling in their arms.

Ibrahim also said that he would still visit here even if they did not sleep in one bed.

Again Sonya was only able to say thank you.

He knew very well if that must have been Aira's wish. The woman he once despised and kept hurting, in fact, is now the only one who cares the most.

Thank you Aira, Sonya's inner.