The Incomplete Love
Had …

“SAH!”

“SAH!”

“Alhamdulilbornabbil’alamin.”

A man sighed relieving the piercing pain. The woman who is loved is now legally owned by someone else.

Not long after, the netraya caught Qiara who entered the room accompanied by his friends. Qiara looked at her husband with a happy smile on her lips.

Thoriq looked at Qiara who that morning looked dazzling. In his eyes, Qiara had always been and always will be dazzling.

She sighed again as Qiara approached and kissed her husband Devan Donavy.

***

The Flash Back On.

“Qiara I let you off to rebuild love with Thoriq. Yesterday, I saw the four of you laughing happily. I ... I cannot possibly destroy your happiness, the happiness of Kala.”

Qiara looked down, her eyes closed.

“But it is not Mas Thoriq that I hope to be my next door ..” he said.

“Qia ..”

“I am happy because Kala finally got to know her father and Mas Thoriq was able to accept Kala. Devan, I don't want to build any more love with Mas Thoriq .. I want to .. you are my life partner ..”

Flash back off.

***

Devan and Qiara greeted family, friends and guests with happy smiles. They had a small but warm event. Attended by those closest to you. The back yard of Dhanu's house is transformed into a beautiful flower garden for Thanksgiving.

“Qia, congratulations yes, Mas pray Qia and Devan are always happy until forever.” Thoriq's voice sounded choked.

The man's feelings crumbled but he tried hard.

“Tante Qia very beautiful, yes, Aya ..” said Aira who carried her father.

Thoriq looked at Qiara then nodded faintly.

“You are the prettiest woman to me, Qia, forever,” her inner being.

“Thoriq, thank you for coming to give us your blessings.” Devan cheers on his ex-wife's husband. Actually he did not want Thoriq to linger looking at his wife.

“Don’t mention it. You ... Are you sure you want a honeymoon while carrying Kala and Liam? I ... I will be happy to take care of them,” Thoriq replied stammered.

Devan and Qiara sat down. Since the kidnapping incident, Qiara has been reluctant to separate from her son.

“Thank you, Thoriq. I also brought Jack's men, my assistants. This family moon is.” Devan chuckled, accompanied by Qiara who then wrapped his hand to Devan's arm.

Deciding she was no longer able to see the affection of Qiara and Devan, Thoriq said.

Before leaving Dhanu's house, he turned his head towards Qiara once more.

“Goodbye, My love ..”

***

That night Thoriq decided to return to Solo, because Devan, Qiara, and their children were going to honeymoon in Europe. Thoriq told Kala to look after the Bunanya. The little boy gave a thumbs up and hugged her tightly.

Arriving in Solo he entered the house with a hollow heart. Aira was asleep. Thoriq laid his daughter in his room.

After washing himself, Thoriq prayed. Tears flowed incessantly as he prayed and complained to the Creator.

“Yes Allah, strengthen the servant to bury this love deeply. It hurts God when I see Qia together, not with me. This self had lost Qia for the second time. Strengthen the servant to take it off, O Allah.”

Thoriq's voice was trembling with emotion.

“Give the best of household to Devan and Qia. Keep them away from any tempests and trials. Keep the happiness of Qia and Kala, O God of Mercy. Aamiin ..”

Thoriq rubbed his face. He took a phone, opened a photo of his first marriage with Qiara.

If only you knew, though,

I never wanted you to leave, though,

I will always love you, Qiara

Had …

***

After the solemn celebration of the marriage contract, Devan took Qiara into the bridal room that had been prepared by Marianne and her friends.

His hands clasped tightly onto the fingers of the woman he had just married.

Inside the room, Devan wrapped his hands around Qiara's slender waist. His eyes glazed over his wife's face.

“Qia, finally you are mine,” whispered.

Qiara stood before her husband with blushing cheeks and a timid smile. This was not his first time but still he blushed as Netra Devan stared softly.

“I can open your veil, yes?”

Netra Qiara smashed, then teased her husband, “By no yes ..”

“Qia ..” Devan landed his lips on Qiara's lips. A first kiss that was long awaited.

Reluctantly, Devan releases his pagutan. His hand grabbed the long veil that Qiara was wearing, slowly releasing it. Then he took off the snail that wrapped his hair, removed the pigtails, and untied it.

Her breathing was restrained, to first see Qiara without a veil. The thick, wavy black hair unraveled perfectly covering the shoulders.

“Maa shaa Allah, Qia. I know you're beautiful, but never thought it was this beautiful ..” Inner.

Qiara timidly looked at Devan. With both hands blocking the netra the husband who looked fixed. His heart was beating because it was never this close to Devan.

“Why can't I see you, Beautiful? It is halal.”

Qiara on her tiptoes then kissed Devan's lips.

“I love you, Dev.

“I love you more, Qia. Honey, I learned sunnah-sunnah after marriage. One of them is the two rakaat sunnah prayer. Kita Dzuhur then pray sunnah after akad, yuk ..”

Holding haru, Qiara nodded. He knows Devan is not a very religious person. He hoped Devan could become a priest who led his family in the world and the hereafter until they became the inhabitants of heaven.

Both perform mandatory prayers followed by sunnah. After the prayer, Devan reached out her hand, Qiara greeted and kissed the back of her husband's hand.

Devan gently touched Qiara's face with her index back.

“Perfect ..” He said with eyes sparkling with love. He helped Qiara stand up to remove her face, while she folded her prayer mat.

“Dev, I change clothes home first, yes.”

Devan who had changed clothes earlier nodded.

“I helped open the back zipper, yes ..”

Qiara bit her lower lip then nodded. He turned his back, Devan. Slightly nervous, the man lowered the gamis zipper that Qiara was wearing, revealing a smooth back and a light green lacy bra.

Devan then kissed his wife's back shoulder. Qiara was closed when she felt the touch of Devan's lips. Her husband dropped the robe and twisted her body until they faced each other again.

Qiara really blushed in embarrassment as she was now only covered in underwear. He's closing the body to Devan

“Dev ..” Whisper with hoarse voice.

Devan then opens his boss, revealing a field chest and a perfect stomach. He hugged Qiara until their skin stuck to each other.

His hand pinched his wife's chin and once again landed a soft kiss. A long kiss filled with the desire to give each other happiness.

Devan led Qiara to the bed. Not wanting to hurry, they lay face to face staring at each other. Devan pulled out a blanket to cover the bodies of the two of them.

“Qia, can I start?”

Qia did not answer but closed her body to Devan while touching her husband's face.

“Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa,” lafaz Devan and Qiara.

The two of them enjoyed each other's touch which made their bodies flutter. Devan and Qiara are like breaking their fast after years of resisting desire.

When the union finally took place, the two enjoyed a world paradise that became part of conjugal worship. Devan did so gently, his movements slowly making Qiara repeatedly sigh long.

Both reached the top at the same time. Devan stopped to look at the face of Qiara who was looking at him with happiness. He belongs to Devan now.

The happy husband kissed Qiara in the face, before pulling himself. Not wanting her enjoyment to end, Qiara held Devan's back with both hands.

“I’m not going anywhere, darling ..” whispered Devan with a hoarse voice. Qiara smiled and nodded.

After he finished, Devan grabbed Qiara's body into his arms. They were under the blanket. Their legs are linked to each other. Heart beat is still irregular.

Qiara kissed Devan's chest, inhaling the musk scent of her husband's body. The masculine aroma that makes him more self-absorbed.

Devan himself touched the assets of Qiara. Playing it until it sometimes makes Qiara strangled. Not to be outdone to give happiness, Qiara kissed Devan's body until the two started dating again. Every time they feel happiness together.

The newlywed couple finally fell asleep when suddenly the sound of the door being knocked.

“Buna, Kala want to be with Buna .. open the door Buna ..” Sounded clear sound with a clear tone.

Devan who first woke up smiled. He whispered in Qiara's ear, “Honey, put on a shirt first, sought after Kala tuh ..”

Devan picked up Qiara's prepared house shirt. I heard the door knocking. Now Liam's voice calmed Kala down.

“Kala, we play again yuk, maybe Daddy and Buna are still sleeping soybean.”

Devan and Qiara sat down.

“I have to talk to Liam, that's why the child can know-tauan we again cape,” he said while shaking his head because of the behavior of his son.

After the two were tidy, Devan opened the door. Kala immediately rushed to the Bunanya.

“Buna why the boboknya long. It's Sunday, Kala wants to spend the day with Buna.” Without asking, the child went straight into bed laying down and pulling the blanket.

Liam followed behind while winking towards his father.

With a fit of anxiety Devan caught and hugged his son, “Are you flickering, huh?”

“Nothing .. nothing .. I just winked ...”

“You ..” Devan rained down on Liam with cunning until the boy was suffocating. Qiara smiled amusedly at the behavior of the father and son. While Kala immediately fell asleep as his mother's hand patted his round buttocks.

Liam managed to escape and ran to the bed and slept beside Kala. Devan was lying next to him. Qiara and Devan sat up, happy glare emanating from their netra. Not long after the new family fell asleep.

***