The Shackles of Love are Lying
Your Kangen

Najib got up from the top of the prayer mat, walked to the door and immediately turned the key.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep, brother. Yes, I sleep here."

Najib grinned, seeing Sheza staring at him with a clear face and seductive eyes. This is seduction. Since when did he learn something like this.

"When you sleep here, where do I sleep? My bed is narrow, not enough for both of us."

"He .. uh." Sheza's smile. He pulled Najib's hand forcefully, took him up the stairs, headed to his room.

"Sheza, I haven't turned my room lights off yet." He tried to break away from Sheza's hand which was holding him tightly.

"Leave it, brother."

It really cannot be denied. Najib can only comply with his wishes. She followed Sheza's steps, heading for a room she had not visited in nearly a year.

"Temenin I'm sleeping, brother!"

How Najib will refuse, while he realizes that Sheza has rights over him.

"Alright but please let go of my hand. It hurts too." Sheza smiled as she let go of her grasp.

He should be able to lower his ego. To be close to Najib.

Cook him to woo, spoiled like this. Najib came first. Now he's the one who came. Something she never did during her marriage.

He admitted that in the past to be close to each other let alone making amit-amit, there was no time, it was up for work. Plus his face is not as handsome as Antony, a person he hates but at the same time he looks forward to his arrival.

Now another, her husband had Aina. He's not willing. She must win back her husband's heart. No one can have it unless he's a.

Whatever attention and affection he had once felt, he missed again.

"No objection, right?"please be spoiled.

Najib chuckled, responding casually.

"Sleep."

"So don't go yeah ..."

Najib nodded. Sheza looked calm. He immediately climbed onto the bed, laying down his body beside Najib who was still sitting leaning on the edge of the bed, with his eyes closed.

"Sister." There is no lawfulness.

"Yach ... It's sleeping," he murmured with disappointment. He closed his eyes, following Najib to dreamland.

Without him realizing that Najib only closed his eyes, when in fact he was still awake.

"I'm sorry, Sister, Sheza. I can't touch you because I don't know why Aina's shadow is always in my eyes." He kissed Sheza's forehead, who was now asleep beside him. He followed, breaking his body.

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This longing is getting more painful. Wanting to immediately pick up Aina, but considering Aina's request shortly before she left, in order for the moment she was given a chance to calm down, Najib tried to be patient.

It had been 3 days, Najib tried to contact Aina. But he had to be disappointed every phone was always not connected, the message he sent, there was only a tick one.

That morning, after breakfast, he opened his phone. He saw the messages that he had been sending to Aina had already checked blue. His smile was also. Especially when the phone rings.

"Thank God, you're finally open."

Najib immediately got up from his seat.

"The house eats with Mama!"

"What's up, Mom?" Sheza.

Najib did not answer. He smiled and left them. He immediately headed for the side garden, in order to be free to call Aina.

"Vidio call yes ..." Without waiting for approval, he switched the conversation using a video call.

"You sick?" He was shocked when he saw Aina's pale face.

"Yes Mas every morning I've been nauseous, no appetite since you left."

"When invited by the husband, come back. You are finally sick, right. Who's bothered then?"

"Don't be angry, look!"

Najib's face creased, staring at the thing.

"You mean?"

"Masak doesn't know. There's a red double line!"

"Yes, then what?"

Although she had never seen the thing but she had heard the device was to test for pregnancy. As for the way it is used or deciphering the results, He does not yet understand. Chests pounding. Hope very much what is desired so far materialized.

"I'm pregnant."

"really?"

"Yes, it's." Aina nodded.

"Thank God for granting me my wish all this time. Guide me to be able to keep him to be the servant you are pleased with."

At that instant, He placed his phone on the table in that place, and made a prostration of gratitude.

"Mas ... Mum ...." Call Aina with a confused face. Why the phone suddenly pictured the sky and also the leaves.

"Oh sorry, honey. I was so happy to hear from you. Now you're ready, I'll pick you up later tonight. You have to come home with me, because I don't want anything with you and our son. My father means I have the right to be close to my son. Okay!"

"Yes, but may I bring my sewing machine?"

"Totally can."

"Thank you, Mum."

"He uh. Can I close? My breakfast is not finished yet."

"Good breakfast can be. I can't."

Whaalah, spoiled times. Is this how pregnant people are?

"Yes, if so please put the phone in your stomach. I want to talk to my son so as not to trouble his mother. It'll only be later if it's next to papa."

"Mas could have."

Even so Aina complied as well. He put the phone in his stomach for a while.

"Where, is it?"

"False Mas. I'm suddenly hungry too."

"Yes, eat a lot and take care of your health. Remember there is our baby."

"Yes, Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Najib returned to the dining room with a very happy face.

"Call from Aina yes, Mas." Shea's face looked irritated and pouted. He can already guess who contacted Najib just now. Moreover, he vaguely heard Najib mention his name.

He didn't want to respond to Sheza's words. Because whatever she said about Aina would definitely make her hot mood burn jealous. And there will be a big war.

"Let's stay papa who hasn't finished breakfast yet." He immediately sat down at his place all and continued his delayed breakfast.

"Yes to Papa. Izza is late."

"Yes Dear. Just a minute." Najib finished his meal immediately.

"Why don't you answer my question, anyway?"

Najib raised his eyebrows.

"Just curious or curious?" Najib tried to evade.

"Since Mas knew Aina, there's been a lot hidden in me. Why Mas?" Half shouting, he said that while staring at Najib sharply. Makes him flinch for a moment.

Boy, my, his anger is starting to explode.

"You're jealous, we'll talk later. Please don't show your anger at this time. Poor Iza."