The Path of Love Halimah
Episode 56's

Just now it felt like I was falling asleep when suddenly I felt my body being hugged from behind.

"Goddess... You asleep..?" brother Zaky asked with a heavy voice right behind my hair-covered ear.

My body shuddered in response to Brother Zaky's treatment.

Immediately I got up to sit down to escape his sudden embrace.

"What's the Bang? You need anything?" I stammered and straightened my hair.

Brother Zaky shook his head and sat right next to me.

"Tumben took off her hijab." she asked with a line of smiles.

I looked down embarrassed, this was indeed the first time I showed my hair in front of Brother Zaky.

"And we are legitimate, so Halimah feels it is not wrong to open the hijab in front of Abang.. Isn't a hair a reward anyway?" I said I started to blush in embarrassment.

He nodded strongly.

"Beautiful.." she answered and gently stroked my hair.

A warm kiss landed right on the top.

My body shook again.

Brother Zaky nodded my chin softly.

My red face is no longer able to cover.

I feel so nervous.

She smiled very sweetly.

My heart is beating so fast.

Tucked my hair behind my ears.

Then I gently kissed my right cheek.

I can only close my eyes.

Let him shower my face with wet kisses.

Until the lips.

Then down exploring my neckline.

Keep going and keep going to strip my clothes in the blanket.

And then Brother Zaky managed to knock me out on such an incredible night.

The powerless me could only give up enjoying his game in the dark of the night.

"Abang.." I said stammered unable to continue the speech when the blanket war was over.

He just smiled grabbing me in his arms.

No more words were spoken.

Last night she took me as a full-fledged wife to Abang Zaky.

"YES ALLAH.. Make this my last marriage.. Grow the love between us.. The affection.. The sense of belonging to each other.. Mutual respect.. Mutual sense of acceptance of flaws.. Aamiin" I prayed in my heart as I stared fixedly at Abang Zaky who had fallen asleep.

My eyes are not sleepy at all.

I got up and cleaned my body and prayed and recited.

My mind is too bright and not calm.

"Why do I feel so sad? Shouldn't I be happy that I belong to Brother Zaky completely?" my question is in my heart.

But the feeling of sadness, fear, worry seemed to overpower my happiness.

All the memories come back to my mind.

"Mr.. Mothers... Halimah longs.." I said I started crying to remember the deceased and the deceased of my parents.

"Mr.. Ibuka... Halimah is now a wife again... Halimah now has a new family.. I even have a son who is so nice and funny.. Mom and Dad were calm there... Pray for Halima to be a good wife." I said with tears.

"Mothers... Halimah misses a lot.. Halimah wants to tell a story.. Halimah wants advice." I said pilu.

"Astagfirullah.." I said again rubbing my face repeatedly.

The memory then brought me to the late Absng Hafiz my first husband.

Memories of the first night that was so syahdu with him returned.

The beautiful times of life with Brother Hafiz seemed to shadow one by one my eyes.

At that time, I was always guided by Abang Hafiz to pray together.

It always woke me up to dawn prayers.

Prepare breakfast and even make me dry clothes.

A very simple yet grateful life is happy.

My marriage is much different this time.

I have never even prayed together with Abang Zaky.

He's too cold for me.

I can only hope that after what happened tonight, Brother Zaky will melt down and start loving me.

Sunggu actually not infrequently my heart feels sliced every time I look at the frames of the wedding photo of Abang Zaky with his late wife.

Photo frames still fill almost a third of these rooms.

Walled rooms, on a nightstand, on a dresser and even on his desk a picture of the deceased isyri still perched neatly.

"A very beautiful and fashionable woman.. Could it be that I was able to defeat him in Brother Zaky's heart? It's impossible." I whispered in my heart.