
Realizing the hassles her son-in-law would feel in caring for the twins who are now 3 months old, Marisa, with Faiq's approval, hired 2 babby sitters to help Hani. Both are about 40 years old, namely Wati and Diah. Both are very happy when Marisa comes to the babby sitter power distribution, especially the salary offered by Marisa is very promising. Now the two began to carry out their respective duties by putting the twins who were still placed in one room in Hani's room.
Ariq and Ali did not want to be far from Hani, once the other family had entered the guest room that the host had provided. The night was getting late, Hani was still sitting chatting with the twins.
“Mother why just go home now?” Ali clasped Hani's left hand because his right hand was stroking Hasya's hair, which was now sleeping with her thighs back.
“Mother is still in care, dear.” Answer Hani gently.
He was not happy to spend time with the twins he missed so much. So did the little one who really grabbed his attention. He tried to dig up the memory of the little one who did not want to escape from him so tired of playing.
He looked at the twin boys who were now sitting to his left and right. No matter how long she missed, Hani stroked Ariq's hair who was staring at her with sayu.
“I'm sorry that you missed your growth period. Mommy loves Ariq and Ali.”
“Are we going to stay here together?” Ariq looked at Hani full of question marks.
“For whom during your stay at the hospital?” Hani became curious about her three hearts.
“We follow dad stay at home eyang.” Said Ariq while laying his head on Hani's thigh.
For a moment Hani pensively. Since when Adi and Linda were close to their children. He felt like he had just woken up from sleep, and realized that he had missed a lot of time.
The mood was quiet. Hani looked at her three hearts who were now asleep quietly. The innocent faces without sin made him shed tears.
“Honey...” Faiq now crouches in front of him.
Since an hour ago Faiq faithfully observed all the interactions that occurred between Hani and his children. He was sure that there were many things his wife wanted to know. The confusion that Faiq felt was when Hani looked at Hasya. Her eyes could not be separated from that cute and adorable little princess.
“Mas, how about the twins. Are they asleep?”
Faiq nodded his head, “Now it's time for you to rest. Mas will move the kids to the room.”
Deftly Faiq lifted one by one his children to their room located on the top floor while asking Lina and Diah who happened to still chat in the twin room that adjoined Hasya's room.
When Faiq returned to his room he saw Hani still performing Isha prayers. He quickly cleaned himself, because all day chatting with his extended family made Faiq's body feel sticky with sweat.
After cleaning himself, Faiq immediately took the wudu to perform Isha prayers. When he came out of the bathroom Hani had tidied up his face and kept it neatly.
Hani was still looking at her twins who were sleeping soundly in the baby box in their room. A very adorable baby. Her fingers stroked the chubby cheeks of her baby girl who looked smiling in her sleep.
“She is very beautiful like her bundle.” a burly hand hugs her waist from behind.
Hani held her breath feeling the warmth of her husband's embrace. Faiq piled his chin on Hani's shoulder to feel the fragrance of his wife's hair. His maleness instincts had awakened, but he was trying to endure it. He did not want to force Hani.
Jemari Faiq raised Hani's chin bowed, “Mas will tell you a story you might want to know, and mas do not want you to get that information from others.”
He clasped Hani's fingers and took her to sit on the sofa in their room.
“Mas knows, you are confused by the existence of Sasha...” Faiq sighed before continuing his story, “Sasya is the daughter you gave birth to after your separation with Aditama.”
Hani stunned. Eyes glazed. The dark time he was trying to forget now appeared again in his mind.
“Honey, everything has passed. You and your kids should be happy. There is also our baby who really needs you.” Faiq rubbed his wife's back gently.
“How can we get married?” the question that had been hanging from his head for several days was finally able to be revealed.
Faiq grabbed both of Hani's hands and kissed her fingers gently. He looked at those clear eyes that were so moving. Faiq's light kiss landed on his wife's forehead.
“Mas has broken the divorce case between you and your ex-husband,” Faiq said while fondly stroking his wife's hair, “We got married two years later, when you have started to open your heart to mas, until the birth of our children.”
Hani wanted to ask why he had amnesia. But his lips felt heavy asking that. Let time be the one to answer it. He doesn't want to think too hard. One day he will know for himself.
Hani felt something heavy on his stomach. He saw Faiq's hands coiling around his body. Faiq's breathing sounded regular. Hani stared deeply at the handsome face in front of him. He wanted to remember how close they were, how he could drop his heart on the man who had now given him a pair of twins.
His fingers stroked the thick eyebrows of Faiq who was like ants walking in tandem. Her fingers now turned on her husband's high nose like a slide. What a perfect creation of God. Hani looked at her husband's face with clinging.
Hani is shocked when Faiq's hand suddenly restrains her fingers still stroking her husband's thick black hair.
Faiq's eyes are now wide open, he kissed the fingers of Hani who is now in his grasp. The look in his eyes implied something.
“I'm sorry..” said Hani lirih.
He was ashamed that Faiq knew of his actions that had touched his face.
“Everything is yours baby. Do whatever you want to do.” Faiq started to lead Hani's fingers to his lips. “Mas knows, maybe your feelings are still worried about you. But the feelings you have towards you won't change until anytime.”
Hani looks into Faiq's eyes with a blushing face. He realized the husband's gaze contained something that demanded more.
Faiq brought his face closer to Hani, and began to gently sweep her lips. No rejection from Hani. Faiq's kiss is demanding. His fingers began to caress his wife's back.
Hani remembered the advice Astri had spoken to her this afternoon. He is now resigned to everything Faiq did to him. Is not pleasing a husband a field of charity and a reward for a wife.
Although Hani has not felt anything about her husband, but she can feel Faiq's treatment is very gentle and so pampering her body is also very adoring. He could not help the sigh that came out of his lips when Faiq had brought him to nirvana.