The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 183 S2 (Joint Morning Breakfast)
Ivan woke up in the morning. He felt his bed, there was no Khaira beside him. Slowly he stepped into the bathroom to clean himself and did not forget ablution. Since from the yesterday office under the guidance of Mr. Marthak he has started to carry out his duties as a Muslim. Indeed at first he felt stiff, but with passion and advice touching Mr. Marthak make Ivan strengthen his heart.
Khaira was out of the room an hour ago. He helps Hasya and Ira who are preparing breakfast together. Ariq and Valdo were already sitting on the terrace watching their children.
Remembering the incident last night made her cheeks red. He never thought how he could kiss Ivan in a state of unconscious even enjoy it. Khaira shook her head. He felt ashamed, and there was no face for him to look at the forced man who might now feel in the wind.
“De, where's your husband? You are not single anymore but there is a companion. Remember the duty of a wife,” Hasya's long talk made Khaira pout.
“Eh, can't be pamali ..” Ira added, “Remember, paradise wife subsided her husband...”.
With his lips the manyun Khaira stepped into the room to wake Ivan who had not yet seen the trunk of his nose. When he stepped into the room he was surprised to see Ivan who was still sitting in a corner of the room doing Fajr prayers even though he had misfortune.
Khaira was uncomfortable. Finally he sat on the bed waiting for Ivan to finish praying. He looked at the solid back that looked solemn’ said a prayer. A glimpse of Abbas's shadow reappeared in his mind. There were no tears flowing down her cheeks. He recalled Abbas' different gaze upon meeting, no more warmth and affectionate gaze depicted in those black eyes.
Has Abbas let him go with Ivan …? Can he achieve happiness with Ivan …? Can she open her heart to Ivan who has now become her husband ….?
Khaira is still trapped in her daydream. He feels sad. Without realizing it, Ivan crouched in front of him still with a cocoa shirt and sarong attached to his body.
“I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable,” Ivan's soft voice resuscitated Khaira's daydream.
He looked at Ivan's face, which was now below him at a close distance. Her tears were still dripping down her cheeks. The eyes of the two locked onto each other.
Ivan's fingers began to wipe away the remaining puddles of tears in the corner of his wife's eyes. He grabbed Khaira's hands and kissed her gently.
“I know, I'm not as good as Abbas. It may be that the name of Abbas remains in your heart …. “
Hearing Ivan's words, Khaira's tears returned to freefall. He was unable to wipe away the tears as both his hands were within Ivan's grasp.
“My feelings for you are truly sincere, as Abbas feels for you. We both lost the best person in our lives..” Ivan felt overwhelmed to see his wife tear up again, “Let me replace Abbas in your life.”.
Ivan looked at the clear eyes that were still staring at him with tears in their eyes. He promised himself that this was the last time the beautiful eyes cried for another man.
“I will try to make you and our child happy ... “ without feeling Ivan shed tears when saying that to Khaira, “I want to prove my promise to the late Abbas, he said, that I deserve to be your companion.”
Khaira felt touched to see the figure of a forced man who now seemed to shed tears in front of her. Does not seem an arrogant figure who always imposes his will with the arrogance he always seems when dealing with others.
Slowly his fingers began to remove the remnants of water in the corner of his wife's eyes. Ivan stood upright and embraced Khaira's waist following him to his feet. Ivan crouched down again and faced his wife's flat stomach.
“I hope our child does not feel sadness like the mother,” said Ivan quietly with a smile full of tenderness.
Khaira did not expect Ivan to kiss her flat stomach. Her gaze continued to follow her husband's every move.
Ivan stood up again. He looked at Khaira with a stern look. Slowly Ivan kissed his wife's forehead feelingly. His kisses turned to the nose, left and right cheeks until finally his gaze focused on the honey well that became his favorite.
As in hypnotism Khaira let all Ivan's tender treatment on him. He felt a soft touch on his lips. He closed his eyes while holding his breath.
Ivan just put his lips together and saw his wife's reaction. His feelings were relieved that there was no longer any rejection from Khaira. Ivan immediately embraced that slender body with all his feelings. He promised to continue to improve and establish himself to be the best for his wife and children later.
Khaira remembered that they had been waiting for breakfast together. He immediately broke free from Ivan's embrace.
“Why?” Ivan looked at him in wonder.
“Alright,” Ivan said quietly.
He smiled as he held Khaira's hand because there was no rejection anymore. He slowly followed Khaira until the two reached the dining table.
“Cihui newlywed,” Junior who just returned from her in-laws house looks happy to see Khaira's face that is not as tense as usual when with her husband.
“Good morning oma, mom and everything …. “ Ivan greeted everyone while smilingly nodding his head at the oma Marisa who was looking at him with a sumringah face.
“Liat bridegroom as bright as the sun, uh bride like the field of weeds..” Junior still continues his joking dime.
“Ade ...” Hasya glared at the wry Junior.
Khaira was about to throw a punch at the shoulder of Junior sitting beside her. But Ivan immediately pulled himself who was still standing until he just hit the wind.
“Let alone,” Ivan shook his head looking at Khaira who was annoyed with his sister's jokes.
Khaira sighed. He endured the frustration of his heart. Seeing Ira and Hasya who had breakfast with her husband, Khaira finally took the plate in front of her and looked at Ivan with a flat highlight.
“What do you eat?”
“Anything is okay,” Ivan was happy because Khaira began to pay attention to him even though still with his rigid attitude.
Khaira took the fried rice complete with the beef-eye eggs and crackers that had been available in front of him into Ivan's plate.
"Drink?"
"White water."
Hasya and Ira bobble heads at the stiffness of the new pair before her. But they felt grateful that Ivan was trying to understand and keep pace with their beloved sister's attitude.
"No sweetness," said Junior casually, "Oh!"
Finally Khaira smiled at Junior who grimaced because the pinch was very strong on his sister's arm that liked to make trouble while at home.
"Racaine!" Khaira laughed a little.
"You're a family too but still an installment," Hasya looked at Junior who was still wiping his painful hand from Khaira's pinch.
"This is how Ivan wants to gather," Oma Marisa was comforted to see their behavior.
"Very fun oma. I am happy to be accepted in this family," Ivan smiled as he winked at Khaira who happened to be staring at him as well.
Khaira could not enjoy breakfast leisurely, Ivan who had finished breakfast still sat with her while clasping his left hand. It went awry, not moving.
The conversation at the dinner table continued. Khaira felt a squeeze on her left hand. He looked at Ivan, but he was seen as busy talking to the questions of oma and Ariq. Finally Khaira let Ivan's treatment even though he felt uncomfortable because Junior played an eye on him.
Breakfast full of joking Junior made the atmosphere this morning feel bright. Ivan felt the warmth of a family he had not found for a long time. And he was very grateful that Allah had brought him to meet Khaira, the woman who had perfected his life and made him discover the true meaning of life.
*** Support continue yes\, still in Honeymoon time. The sweet one first .... ***