The Shackles of Love are Lying
Unusually

A few times something like this has happened. Najib and Iza are walking out of the house without him. He must be willing to be in the apartment only alone with the mbok only.

Sometimes it is thought to prevent them from leaving. She needs someone to get through this wonderful pregnancy. With the attention of someone who loves and loves him, as he needs right now. Too bad, the figure was now starting to ignore him a little. Hicks ... 😭

He immediately brushed off such thoughts far away. He cannot be selfish, master the husband alone. Obviously it's not fair, it could be going to make the household life is not getting better, but it will get worse.

Only prayer could he offer, for this heart to be at ease. Whether Najib and Sheza can be fair or not. Right or wrong, that's their business.

Sometimes at times like this the shadow of the father of the mother who has been present. Growing a sense of longing for the soft touch of the mother's hand that is able to tear down all her sadness. Or father's gaze that makes this heart peaceful.

But the shadow, immediately thrown away. He has decided not to go back home. And pick something that might be hard to keep her calm. Following the first new love word he felt, even though he had to share.

Rather than daydreaming about the no-no, it is better to fill up with something exciting, create a dress design. Mas Najib is not there. No one will be tempted to enjoy their hobby.

He took the paper that was inside the nightstand drawer. There were some designs he had managed to make.

Some have been successfully realized, in the form of clothes, yesterday at the time in the village. And Alhamdulillah has been successfully sold through online sales.

But after returning here, only two sheets have been successfully executed. Understand, he must steal time to be able to do it. Najib will be angry when he finds out. He was worried that he was exhausted.

Ah, Mas Najib is there. He probably doesn't know I'm bored with being quiet. If it hurts later, it may be time to rest. Just bother.

But sad too, if this self is sick to coincide when there is an outing event. Automatically can't come. And inevitably, must be able to be sincere and airy chest gives the opportunity to Sheza to accompany the husband.

Astaghfirullahaladzim ... It turns out that it is not the fault of Sheza or Najib, he also contributed to the injustice that must now be passed.

(Aina, it turns out you are wayward too yaa)

Aina took out some blank sheets of paper as well as a pencil, to continue designing the clothes. Activities that are exciting and can divert his mind to not think about Sheza or Najib again.To divert the jealousy he feels at this time.

Don't Blame him for forgetting the time he was holding a pencil and paper. I even forgot that he was not feeling well. He only realized when the clanging sound of the clock in the living room rang 12 times. And the door of his apartment opened.

"What is it, Mas Najib? Kok tumben home," He immediately came down from the bed. Aina peeked behind the door to make sure who was coming.

Allegedly right. It looks like Najib is holding a sleeping Iza. He approached them.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm home." Once until.

Najib chuckles as he puts Iza in the bed.

"Yes, you haven't slept."

"I can't sleep, Mom" she replied with a smile.

"Ooo ... Tell me if you ask for cement."

"No. It was Najib who made it up."

"Tell me. Don't be ashamed. Same with my own husband."

"Mas, there's just. I've been used to being left the same. Why think about Mas. It can be quiet eating, cooking I can not calm down. Not to mention if Mas entangled mbak Sheza, finally forgot to go home. I lose a lot of dong, if I can't sleep."

"You're really adorable. Already seen unable to sleep so, still evasive. Or do you want me to go back to Sheza's?"

"Ooo .. no-no. Hehehe ..."

Najib's smile instantly expanded. He had no idea about his young wife. When others are in this state, they may be sad, even angry, or they may act bar-bar.

Not with Aina. She enjoyed her role as a second wife. Keep laughing cheerfully, stay spoiled. At worst, he would sulk to express his feelings if it was not what he expected.

"Yuk already. We're going to the room. Don't fuss here. Iza will wake up."

Aina smiled. She escorted her husband's steps down the stairs to their room. Let this warm feeling he enjoys first. Her husband rarely came home with Sheza.

Along the way, Najib bowed and did not say much. He looks cold, not as enthusiastic as he was in Iza's room.

Aina glimpsed with her eyes tail. Despite the dim lighting, Aina can feel that Najib is not okay.

"Mas is angry with Sheza?"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I was so curious I didn't notice Mas."

"Do I need to prepare a warm drink."

"Not to." How he would trouble his wife, while her condition was unwell.

But that's what ....

Najib looked up at the mattress, the atmosphere was strewn with paper. hmm.

To rebuke it for pity. Ah, let it be, if it is a hobby, it will be prevented even useless, it can even sulk later. And what is, the more dizzy my head later. He also went to the bathroom.

Thank God, the bathroom is all done. He is ready to talk too.

"I'm sorry ... Shouldn't have left you."

"It's okay, Mom. I get it."

Najib looked sad, making Aina wonder what her husband was thinking.

"Well, I want to tell you a story about a lot of things right now. You don't mind, do you?"

"How would I mind if we promised to be open to each other about whatever happens between us, whether it's fun or not."

"Thank you my wife."

🌟

Flashback ....

Najib, who is waiting, several times had to look at the watch on his hand to ensure that they would not be late to attend his client's dinner invitation. But for a long time, Sheza did not appear as well. Finally forced, he followed to Sheza's room.

She was there, She could only be stunned, staring at the stylish Sheza in front of her dressing table.

Women ... business will have dinner alone, it's been so crazy. He said wait a minute, but almost thirty minutes, not finished either. This is what made him wait a long time.

"How do I look, brother?"

Najib briefly observed Sheza's appearance from head to toe. Her clothes fit perfectly on her body. But baby, it's a little open.

"Eee .. how is it ... "

Najib headed to the closet and pulled out a simple blazzer but it was pretty enough to be paired with the clothes Sheza was wearing.

"It looks like if you wear this, you're getting prettier, huh."

"Yes ... Older brother. This model is essentially it's at the top. If it is covered, it does not look dong."

Najib doesn't hear Sheza. She immediately put the blazer on her body.

"Your husband must be jealous if you're like this."

"Sister jealous?"

"So, I said your husband."

"Not my husband."

"Since when?"

"Since we've been married."

"Beneyer?"

Sheza silent ...