The Shackles of Love are Lying

The Shackles of Love are Lying
Trying to Make Peace


She is also sad.why Arya can not be true that she now makes Aina as her second wife. Was that wrong? Is it wrong that he fell in love? If Trouble hurts, he's been hurt a long time. Since the beginning of marriage. Can't she be a little happy?


Yes that's ... Heart problems are complicated. Let all this pass with time. One hope, one day Sheza and Arya can accept Aina.


"Man, we're going to the old house!"


"Good, Den."


The journey is quite time consuming, as it has to rotate. Until the night is over, they arrive.


Sheza was greeted in front of the house. He was enjoying the beautiful night in solitude. Sitting on the terrace of the house with only a light snack and warm drinks from his favorite spices.


His smile broke, as a familiar car entered the courtyard. He stood up when the people in the car came out. The people he missed so much these days.


He approached both.


"Iza, Mama's kangen. Mama went to Papa's apartment didn't see you guys. Where are you guys going?" He tried to reach for a tired-looking iza in Najib's sling.


Iza's face immediately shuffled, hiding in her Papa's chest. Sheza also abandoned his intentions.


"Iza went for a walk with Papa to his village Mama Aina." Lirih


Sheza stopped walking for a moment. The sweet smile that was momentarily engraved on his lips, now disappeared without a trace. She's pissed. Who is not disturbed, when he hears the name of the woman who has now captured the heart of her husband.


"I'm your mama Iza, not Aina. Mama'll be mad if you mention that name again." He overflows his frustration by scolding Iza who knows nothing about their problems.


Najib breathed out slowly. Upset with Sheza's attitude, but she tries to be patient.


"Don't be Sheza. If you want Iza, try to be a little more gentle."


It is regrettable that this meeting could cause trouble between them. But something made them quarrel. The body is tired, the mind is also a little complicated, why Sheza should add it again with unnecessary burdens.


Najib walked away, leaving Sheza alone.


"Papa, I'm sleepy." muttered Iza half-conscious. His mouth occasionally evaporates.


"Yes, Iza sleep first."


Najib escorted Iza into his room which still looked neat and clean, despite being abandoned for a long time. Mbok Minah has never been absent to clean it up.


After delivering Iza to his room and accompanying him for a moment, in order to sleep peacefully, Najib met Sheza who was waiting for him in the family room.


Then he threw his body beside Sheza.


"I drove Aina home."


"Thank God, he's not coming back, is he?"


"You were expecting that to happen?"


"Yes, I hope he doesn't come back."


Najib was immediately shocked.


"Astaghfirullah al - adzim ... Sheza?"


"Why indeed?"


"Why do you hope so, and he sends you a greeting when I get back here."


"I'm sorry, for what greetings. I don't take it."


"Then what do you want?"


"Leave him."


"What this means is that you can't forgive me."


"Mas has forgiven you. The proof is here."


"If I'm already by your side. Wasn't that enough of an excuse for Mas to let go?"


Najib shakes his head. Back he had to face Sheza's selfish thoughts.


"He was there when you left. If I let him go, I've played him. He never played with her. She's my wife. I'm not gonna let go." he insisted.


Sheza was silent. He was also sad.


Najib does not want Sheza to be sad, but he also wants to understand that there is Aina in his heart.


"Have a rest, I also want to rest. I'm still tired."


"I am too."


She let Sheza go first, heading to their main bedroom on the second floor. Then he followed her, stepping into the living room.


"Our room isn't there?" Sheza.


"It's Sheza. Tonight I want to calm down." she refused.


"That means, tonight Mas let me alone again."


"So long ago we've been used to this, right?"


"Mas!" Sheza ran towards Najib. He really hopes, if not every day, at least tonight give an opportunity for himself to be able to wade through dreams in the same bed.


He had to be disappointed when he saw Najib not caring about his screams. Continue to move on to the living room.


"Here you go, go to sleep" Najib said before opening the door to his room.


Sheza remained standing at the end of the stairs until Najib disappeared behind the door. It felt as if there were an indiscriminate scratch slicing through the heart, as Najib simply ignored himself. With a shaky step and lowered her head, Sheza continued her steps, climbing the stairs leading to the main room.


Could this be a reply for him , has been ignoring Najib for so long. When he realized, it was too late. She got her husband along with another woman.


Tonight was too hard to get through. Tired eyes, can't be closed either. Several times the body changes position to be comfortable not also obtained.


There is an intention to go down to see her husband. Who knew Najib would change his mind.


He also moved from his dispute. Opening the door slowly, observing for a moment the room that looked dimly lit by the small 5-watt lights in the family room.


The room lights are still on. Najib is awake. Shesa immediately grabbed the door algae, but unfortunately apparently the door was locked from the inside.


He also dared to knock it. And called him with tenderness.


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Najib feels the same way. Although not the same shadow as Sheza experienced. Several times his mouth evaporated but could not also make his eyes closed. Aina's shadow continued to disturb him. There was a longing as well as a sense of guilt that now filled his inner space. And it was Papa Arya and Sheza's requests that made it difficult for him to step up.


He admitted that he could forgive Sheza. But he could not believe it for granted.as long as the shadow of Anthony, who managed to be a guest in Shesa's heart first, could not be lost from Sheza's eyes.


After a long time trying not to produce results, he also came down from the contest to the bathroom, to clean himself and take ablution water. let this night be spent remembering the Giver of Life. Through the prayer and also the Quran.


Just finished doing all that, he heard the door of his room being knocked on.


"Mas ... Mas." Sheza's voice sounded soft from behind the door.


At first he was lazy to open it. Enjoy the solitude in peace. But the soft voice did not stop, just kept calling out to him.