The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 71

"Mom, are you sure you want to report papa to the police?" asked Nafisa after the mother showed her the results of her visa. The plan is tomorrow he will make a report to the police station by bringing the results of the visa as evidence.

"Mama sure. For what to keep that fucking asshole. For years accompanying her, it turned out that she was still expecting the damn woman. What is more of him? Mama is also no less beautiful, but still the old man can not forget his fucking ex. It's annoying," said Gita who had grumbled.

Though in his heart he also admitted, Mother Naima is indeed much more beautiful now. Though in age, Gita several years younger, but somehow Mother Naima looks much more beautiful and graceful. It looks even more fresh and young. It doesn't take much to spread, but Naima's mother looks prettier than her. But the ego side of Gita does not want to admit it. She still feels much better than Mother Naima.

"But Fisa admitted, it's papa's ex-wife looks very beautiful. Looks like the good looks of Amar mas down from his mother," said Nafisa made Gita's eyes glare sharply.

"You praised the net in front of mama?"

Nafisa grimaced at Gita's expression that did not accept that she praised her ex-husband's wife.

"Fisa's just telling the truth, Ma."

"Honestly? God fucking. It turns out you're the same."

"What's the same?"

"Sucks."

Nafisa scratched her nape at the sound of the mother's sniffling.

"Fisa, tomorrow get that damn guy who got you here."

"Well! What's for?"

"You still ask me what? Then how's that stuff of yours? If aborting the content is not risky, it has been since the beginning of the mother told you to abort it. You have no other choice, hold her responsible for your pregnancy. What matters is the status of the boy having a father."

"But Ma, he's unemployed."

"Huh? What did you say? How can you be in a relationship with an unemployed man, Nafisa!" hardik Gita is upset.

"He actually used to work. We work in the same company. Mas Budi also actually has a pretty good position. But because of his mistake, he and I were fired at the same time."

"Thus ... You guys fired at the same time?"

Nafisa nodded then told her everything from the beginning.

"You guys are really stupid. You too, why follow along. Otherwise, you'd still be working there."

"Fisa didn't think about it either, Ma. Fisa thinks everything will be safe, but in fact ...

Gita suddenly shook her hand.

"That's it. The past let it pass. Now what matters is, ask the man to marry you right away. Importantly, the child was born with a clear status. You can't expect your father's son to marry you."

"Is there no other way, Ma?" Nafisa also does not understand, where the feeling of stirring it to Budi all this time. After learning of her pregnancy, she suddenly lost her taste for her lover.

"Yes, I'll talk to him later." Nafisa finally gave up. Come to think of it, this is the only way out of the problem.

While Nafisa was trying to contact Budi to talk about her wedding, in a hotel room, Aliyah seemed to be amazed by the room decorations Amar had rented for them that night.

"Mas, isn't this an exaggeration?" great-grandson Aliyah with flushed cheeks.

How not, the room decor is exactly like the newlyweds room that is often depicted in romance novels. Full of sprinkles, the bed is covered in white sheets with a sprinkling of flowers to form a heart and a pair of towels formed like a pair of geese. Not to mention the soothing aroma of therapy burst out to fill his nasal cavity. Really, it's too beautiful.

Even at the beginning of her marriage, her bedroom was not decorated as beautifully as this. Understandably, at that time their lives were far from simple words. Being able to legally marry by inviting the neighbors alone makes them quite happy. Although Naima's mother intended to finance their wedding with a little festive, but the two couples refused. They want to finance their marriage with their own hard-earned money. It was simple, but they were very happy at the time.

"There's nothing superfluous to make you happy, honey. What Mas did is still far from all your sacrifices and struggles. This is nothing. What you do, what you sacrifice, is so much bigger that it may never pay for anything" Amar said. "How do you like the room?"

Aliyah's happy. His prayers were finally granted by God. His patience has been sweet. In vain he gave up everything to the creator, because in the end God replaced all pain with extraordinary love even many times.

Aliyah clasped the hand of the husband perched on her shoulder, "thank you, Mas. Thank you for everything. I liked. I'm happy."

Amar could not hide his happiness. She was happy that Aliyah liked what she was doing. Aliyah is a good woman. He has always appreciated whatever he gave. No matter how small it is, he will appreciate it. He remembered how Aliyah valued her gift so much. Amar is very lucky to have a wife like Aliyah.

Because they have not performed Isha prayer, after changing clothes, the couple first carried out their duties. After saying the greeting, Amar turned his body to face Aliyah who was praying in a sitting position in a wheelchair and extended his hand. Aliyah welcomed the hand and kissed it reverently. After that, Amar stood up and slightly lowered his body to kiss Aliyah's temple and head covered in mucus.

Amar stared at Aliyah. Aliyah knew the implied meaning of her husband's gaze. They have been married for more than 10 years, of course Aliyah memorized outside in her husband. If anyone asks who is the person who knows best inside a man, then the answer is wife. Not even a mother would know the other side of her son other than his own wife. In the presence of a mother, a boy sometimes restrains himself, trying to show his best side, but not with his wife. Especially those who had accompanied him for many years like Aliyah. So it is natural that he understands the meaning of the gaze of the husband.

"Darling, may?" ask Amar for permission. After all, they had not had a husband and wife relationship for a long time. There is a need that cannot be said and only the wife can fulfill it.

Actually, Aliyah was hesitant because the situation was still like that, but Amar tried to convince her that he was not a problem. "You don't have to worry, honey. Is not the duty of a man as a leader and let me lead as usual." Aliyah was silent. Amar said, "Darling, you still want me, don't you?"

Aliyah nodded. As a woman and a wife, of course she still wants her husband. For a long time, she had not felt the touch of her husband.

Amar smiled broadly, "so ... "

Aliyah rubbed Amar's cheek gently. It was so soft that it shook Amar's chest. Just a gentle touch, but able to make his blood rustle.

"I'm yours, Mas. Do whatever you want. Sorry if I can't serve you well. Hope you're not disappointed after."

Getting the green light from the wife, just suddenly published a smile on Amar's lips. He grabbed Aliyah's hand on his cheek and kissed her inside.

"Thank you, honey. Thank you," said Amar happily finally he can break the sweet again after all this time.

"But Mas ... "

Suddenly Amar was nervous. Butwhat? Aliyah is coming by the moon. What if it's true? Ah, not-yet Aamr has been negative thinking.

"But what?"

"But I haven't been kb for a long time, how about ... "

Hearing that, Amar smiled even more.

"No problem. Then, we'll make his sister Amri, "he said with a big smile.

Aliyah's eyes glared, "Amri is still a child, Mas."

How not Aliyah was worried, considering how troublesome she was when taking care of Amri when Gaffi was a child. Not to mention his legs have not recovered and I don't know when he can go back to walking. How can he take care of the kids if his feet are still like this?

"Not to worry. From now on, I'll take care of the kids. Sorry because all this time I did not take care of the children," said Amar solemnly.

Aliyah could see earnestness in the pitch black netra of Amar. Then he nodded too.

Amar smiled widely, then quickly he took off Koko's shirt, peci, and scabbard. Then he helped Aliyah release her face. Afterwards, Amar carried Aliyah and laid her on the bed. Before performing the ritual that he had longed for, Amar first recited the prayer at the top of Aliyah's head. When finished, then he completed his desire that began from small kisses. Luma tan and pagutan. Amar's hand was not silent. He stroked Aliyah's body gently and so affectionately. Delivering Aliyah to a world full of long-cherished pleasures.

That night, finally the hotel room became a witness to the union of two people who almost separated from each other. They paddle a pool of pleasure with full of romance together.

No words can describe how happy they were that night. They're happy. Amar is very happy.

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