The Charm of The Twins
76 Nur's Waiting for Half His Soul

A glued Arumi looked at the mirror in her room. He looked at his face. Does she see if she is less beautiful? But the daydream stopped when a message sign entered his phone.

She opened her dresser drawer. There was a message from Mr. Ammar. I doubt he opened the message. But out of curiosity, he opened the message. And the two eyeballs decorated with lentic eyelashes belong to Arumi sparkling. Her heart felt warm for a while, the desire to be praised by the man who soon became her new husband she got after the man had left.

"Is that hard for you to say to me? In front of me? Can't a husband praise his future wife? Do I have to wait until I can see? do I have to wait until I can praise." Arumi wiped her phone screen. He starred in the message and immediately backed up the incoming message.

At the Ammar residence when the twins were happy, one felt plong because it was one step he would become a husband of Arumi Mayang Dahayu. While the other twin Shidqia Nafisah still feel dag Dig dug. Will he be able to be in the room and feel the happy vibe as Arumi felt. Qiya had held back a laugh when she saw the expression of times who tried not to look at Arumi.

That night Arumi did look like a queen who would soon occupy the throne to accompany the king. But unfortunately the twin vibrations about their loved ones, Ibrahim did not have. Abraham was that night as usual. He went home and sat on the table. He enjoyed sheet by sheet the beautiful words of the Qur'an. He still forgot his memory. The Greatest of Allah, all his Kalam is still remembered vividly by Abraham.

The man who was sitting opened the mushaf closed his eyes. Surprisingly his lips could smoothly read exactly as it was written on sheet by sheet in the mushaf. It became a favorite activity for Abraham. He has not even touched and given a touch of warmth from a husband to his wife. Nur looked at the man who was seen bowing his head and the man's tears were flowing profusely as his lips continued to read what he had actually memorized.

"At least you found a love that you should love. May one day you find your love for me in your heart. I'll wait patiently for that...." Nur curled up behind the blanket.

Her eyes were still staring at her husband who had been so engrossed in her Mushaf for a few nights. Even their interactions as husband and wife can be seen there is communication when Nur reads the Qur'an or hardened his speech back. Ibrahim was quick to correct if it was wrong.

That night was the night before. Nur was accompanied only by the warmth of the blanket and hugged the bolster to be a substitute for her husband's actual chest once she missed. The smell that he also missed. There was no protest from Nur. For him, the husband returned to his side safely and healthily already became happiness and gratitude. He does not demand more. She will be patient until her husband remembers how much he loved her. How much he was spoiled by his husband. Even though the day missed Ibrahim. But his love for patience awaits without demanding more than a whisper calling him to anger, to leave the Bramantyo's residence.

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Two very busy days for Ayra. If yesterday he was busy making preparations to propose. Today he had to prepare a menu for dinner. Bram wanted the two people who proposed to Qiya to come in the afternoon and have dinner together.

Ayra that morning was busy with her husband's tie. The aroma of Bram perfume always makes Ayra will hug her husband's body long after finishing putting a tie in the collar of her husband's clothes.

"Mas, why should it be both. Didn't you ask them to come in turns?" Tanya Ayra still drowned her head in her husband's chest.

Bram stroked the long, black hair that had always been fragrant. He was surprised, at the age of no longer young, his wife did not see gray hair in the hair.

"I didn't mean to embarrass any of them. You already know for yourself Qiya has anchored his heart to Doctor Gede. But I'm not sure what the doctor looks like. I just don't want to be cheated anymore. I don't want my daughter to fight as hard as you used to fight for my love. I want our children to be happy generally husband and wife people. Without having to go through the inner war, without having to go through the struggle to get love, get the honor of being loved by a partner." Said Bram while occasionally kissing the jellyfish Ayra.

A couple who are always friendly in their place. Who always respect each other, love each other, want to make each other happy.

"Hem... You know your fragrance attached to my work coat always makes me calm when in the office." said Bram while breaking his arms.

"You won't replace Ayra with anyone. Already, pity Alan. He's been waiting downstairs long enough." Bram.

Ayra tied her hair. He wears his robe so that a fairly sexy short-sleeved shirt is now covered. If that sexy impression was so attached to the hostess. Now Ayra looks graceful and dignified at the side of Bram. Arriving below he kissed the back of Bram's hand.

"Lan, don't forget that at 5 o'clock you should be at home. I want guests." Ayra said to her husband's personal assistant. Alan nodded slowly.

Bram went to the office. Ammar went to a subsidiary of MIKEL Group. While Nur was ready in the kitchen, intending to help prepare what for the evening. But her mother-in-law who gave her love and love was so abundant.

"Just sit down. Or accompany Ibrahim in the room. Mama heard these nights she doesn't sleep much." Ayra said looking at Nur's face.

He heard the voice of Ibrahim. And that certainly makes Ayra's heart restless. How he's not agitated. The old husband wife did not meet. But when meeting it is as if there is no interaction want to always be both and together.

Nur is good at storing the feeling of being hearted. He has been trained in face mimicry. Ayra also thought if what her daughter-in-law said was right.

"Mas Ibra is exhausted Mom." Nur says meet.

Ayra understood the meaning of the son-in-law. Because after the Shuh congregate in their little mosque. Ibrahim did not come out of the room.

"Why can't Mama's daughter-in-law get tired? There rest. Mama can be accompanied by Qiya. You accompany your husband and take care of your health. Don't get tired often." said Ayra with a smile.

Nur also returned the smile of her mother-in-law. He was actually bored in the room. Because there's no chat. There's no interaction. He could only drown himself with his poultice. And will get a correction response from the husband. And it will end with the silence of Ibrahim when Nur has returned right with his speech.

"If Mama knew, it wasn't tired that one I meant. My tired inner... If only I had the power. I'd love to get out of here. But my love for Mas Ibra grew because Mama loved me so much." Batin Nur while stepping.

"Wait Nur... Bring this to your snack." Ayra handed him a fruit plate and a bread jar. He saw that all the fruit on the plate was his favorite.

Nur's steps were slow but sure. He can confirm what happened. Her husband is busy with his activities. He will be busy with his work.

(Wait for tomorrow for the proposal. This again nyiapin nyayek inspiration let you more moved. Eh moved 😁. Wait for dawn tomorrow. God willing yes).