The Charm of The Twins
108 Am I There?

Ammar opened both eyes. He did not expect that his wife would ask that quickly about Chu by.

"Well I'll answer... Chu by the Bilqis. Bilqis is my cousin." Ammar.

Arumi closed her eyes. He just misunderstood. This time, her husband lied. He has not yet met Rahmi. Bilqis was the daughter of Furqon. But he was acquainted with Furqon's son. But he thought Bilqis was Rafi and Aisha's daughter. He saw a picture of Bilqis from the medsos of Qiya. Where happened to be the photo was taken during the anniversary of MIKEL Group.

"Lied." Said Arumi still with her eyes closed.

"Loh, right. Tomorrow I'll introduce you if you don't believe me. Bilqis is the daughter of-"

"Mr Rafi and Aisha. An ex-assistant who was already considered like a brother. Even you guys from childhood are friends. Also the woman had indeed interned at Qiyam and now she was also an apprentice for her accounting scholar. Still want to say he's Furqon's son? I'm not a stupid woman. I know." Said Arumi who had opened both her eyeballs.

Ammar just wanted to laugh but he was not so the two eyes that glared from Arumi made him hold back his laughter.

"Yes if you don't believe. I've been honest."

Arumi wants to pull her hand. Ammar quickly held him back.

"So you were silent when I pulled this hand. Why are they being pulled. If jealousy says Ar jealous. Tomorrow I'll introduce you to that Chu by." Ammar.

Arumi, who had assumed Bilqis was Aisha's daughter instead of Rahmi. So Ammar didn't want to argue that night. He wanted to enjoy his first night of one-bed sleep with his wife.

"Whatever." Arumi was upset. He closed his eyes again.

Ammar smiled as there was an increase. He could sleep with his wife's hand.

Tired body and cold atmosphere make Ammar so enjoy the night. Arumi could not fall asleep. His heart is not because of it. From anger, hate but there's a sense of pleasure because Ammar didn't let go of his hand. He opened both his eyes. He saw the man who had become his priest. For three months always be patient. Always demanding a lot of things.

He looked at Ammar's face.

"Hhhh.... I don't know if this is love Am. But I'm glad we got close like this." That night Arumi's eyes looked at her husband's handsome face. Until the two netra were tired themselves. He finally fell asleep.

In the morning, Ammar was shocked that morning he was awakened by Arumi.

"Am. Wake up. You don't want to pray Shahuh?"

Australian time shows at 3:30 AM. The prayer time of Shahuh, because the sun rises at 4.40 in the country. Ammar is stretching. He glanced at Arumi who had taken a bath. Ammar rushed to the bathroom. When finished bathing Ammar so feel the warmth of a wife's love. Clothes are ready. Even Ammar's favorite coffee is being cooked by Arumi using an electric kettle.

When he finished praying, Ammar was happy. Arumi first extended a hand towards him. Arumi was shocked when Ammar pulled his hand.

"From now on I'm asking you not to wear your hijab in this room." Ammar whispered in Arumi's ear.

The man stood up, he folded his alphabet. Arumi blushing red. I don't know why there's happiness.

Arumi also opened her face. Ammar did not blink when his wife's long hair was unraveled. Even though that morning the wife wore a sweater and also sleeping pajamas that were quite thick.

"This morning I will meet Miss Allyne. He's taking me somewhere." Arumi.

"You don't want to be acquainted with Bilqis? You were curious last night. The Bilqis you" said Ammar not yet finished. Arumi cut back on the conversation.

"I don't care. If you want to maintain this relationship. You know you should behave. I want to maintain this relationship. It's up to you if you're tired. I don't blame you either." Arumi.

As Arumi made her bed. Ammar walked up to Arumi.

"How can I be tired when an effort shows results." Ammar.

He hugged his wife from behind. Arumi who was holding a pillow was glued for a while. Ammar smelled his wife's long hair.

"You know Ar. Why can I be so patient waiting for you. Why am I waiting for your heart. I don't want to just have your body. I could probably force you to give me my due. But no, I want to have an intelligent offspring. Just like his parents. It takes love to create a smart generation." Ammar hugged his wife.

Arumi did not dare to move. She did not know, it seemed she also wanted to find out if there was a husband in the room most in her heart. He let the condition sit for a few minutes.

"That...."

"Hem." Said the woman who was still hugging the pillow she just wanted to put in place.

"....."

"....."

"....."

"b... Do you love Me?

"I don't know, I am still looking for you in my deep heart."

[I don't know. I am still looking for you in my deepest heart.]

Arumi said slowly. Ammar could feel Arumi's heartbeat beating faster.

Ammar turned his wife's body around.

"Closed your eyes and feel it." Ammar.

[Close both eyes and feel]

Ammar landed k3xupan long enough on his wife's forehead. Arumi felt her heart warm.

"Am I there?" ammar.

[Am I there?]

Arumi only shed tears with two eyes closed.

Ammar also gave a glimpse of k3xupan on his wife's lips.

"Am I there?" said Ammar again.

[Am I there?]

This time both of Arumi's eyes were open. He looked at Ammar's face so close to his.

This time Arumi nodded. He shed his tears. He was crying because he was happy because it was right Ayra said. Only the heart can feel there is love or not not the lips. all this time he is too focused on Gede and Masalunya. It turns out that the sincerity of her husband, Ammar Patience makes Ammar already in Arumi's heart. And it took a struggle for Arumi himself to figure out which corner of the room Ammar was in.

How can you feel love if speaking only rarely, how can you feel love if you do not touch, how can the heart vibrate if the owner of the heart is only close to the heart but far away in the eyes and body.

It was the warmest first morning for Ammar. But dear thousand darling. When Ammar had laid down his wife he had a bag of beds. Arumi held her husband's hand when he got his shirt.

Arumi smiled as she saw her husband was frustrated at once.

"I am sorry Am. We can't continue our activity. It is my red day."

"Oh My God's.... Arumy... You deliberately made me hot in the cold." Ammar said frustratedly while playing Arumi's nose with his nose.

That morning the mountain of Arumi's heart melted in the cold of Australia. The hotel room was witness to a white flag. The cold war between Ammar and Arumi is over. Even Ammar felt lazy to come out of that room. He still hugged his wife.

"Tell me, why are you so patiently waiting for my heart." Tanya Arumi was still in a position to turn his back on Ammar. He still did not dare to look Ammar in the face.

"You know why in our religion there will be a reward for the wife who offers herself to her husband first."

",Hem"

"It's not just that. But more to, a wife is a container for prospective children. To have a smart child. The husband and wife should both have a great h@srat when it comes to relationships !ntim. On the condition that the demands that have been taught. And, if the first wife offers, it means that she is completely ready. If the husband used to bring. Maybe the wife is tired, maybe the wife is bad mood. So the relationship that is built with one of them does not have a big h@srat will make them equally do not reach kepu@san. That's why I'm patiently waiting. I want intelligent descendants to also want to be equally happy. Not alone." Ammar repeatedly kissed Arumi's long hair.

"Then if I refuse?" Said Arumi again.

"Hehehe... Yes, if it is clear now. You're haram I'm having fun with. But from some of the books I read. I'd rather look at a corner a husband can't force. We can communicate that. It's not that the wife should not refuse the husband's invitation then I can use the proposition. We're going to put this relationship forward with communication. Don't be like yesterday, you're gonna pounce on me every time you talk to me. But if now also pounced I resigned... Hehe..." Said Ammar who tightened his embrace.

That morning Ammar took a nice gulp of the household. Warmly with his wife behind a blanket when the cold morning bone-chilling.