Tired of Loving you
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Rania was crying in her boutique room. Fatma and Nova themselves cannot accompany Rania because of the condition of the boutique that is crowded. Although it has been increased again boutique employees and convection employees each one person, still they are defeated. The kids are still in school.

"Why does my heart hurt so much, O Allah .." isak Rania who was wearing the lilac pashmina hijab.

"I can't figure out what really happened. But if I just shut up and cry like this, it hurts too, huhuhu," Rania broke down, then hugged a photo of herself and Shaka on her phone. Until finally, he was exhausted and slept with a puffy face.

Moments later, the unsettled Shaka meets his wife at a boutique. He parked the red sports car in the parking area, because Rania boutique is in a regular shophouse. There are no basements or anything like that.

"Fat, where's Rania?" shaka asked Fatma who was serving the buyer.

"Above tuh, again wailing his riches." replied Fatma accordingly. Hearing Fatma's reply, Shaka headed straight upstairs and went into the room his wife was staying in.

Arriving inside the room, Shaka breathed a rough sigh of relief at Rania who was already sound asleep. He approached Rania and hugged the woman he loved tightly.

"I'm sorry, honey." whispered Shaka then kissed Rania's lips affectionately.

Feeling that something was disturbing her sleep, Rania slowly blinked her eyes. After knowing the figure that was at her side now, Rania immediately took a distance and limited it with bolsters.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Rania coldly.

"I'm sorry, honey. I admit, I have a big problem right now. But I didn't mean to hide it from you. I'm just afraid you're hurt and disappointed after knowing everything. I'm sorry, honey," said Shaka, throwing a barrier roll to the floor.

"Then, you think I believe? I read all your chats with that Pedro. And I'm sure he's not a man. You obviously gave him a pseudonym,"

"Yes. You're right, he's not a man and not Pedro's name. He was my best friend who Papa forced me to approach. Believing in disbelief, that was the reality," Shaka sighed harshly.

"Papa and Mama want us to have children soon, but they suspect that one of us is barren. So, they told Aina to approach me, then-"

"I think I'm starting to understand. So the problem is the child, right? Then, you marry her so you can make a child with her. I'm willing to let both your parents be happy" Rania said, holding back tears. It hurts so much to know that reality.

"Why can you say that? Is that how you feel about me, huh? I'm struggling to solve this problem, Nia." Shaka let out a heavy sigh hearing Rania's words. How could the wife he loved so easily have him remarry?

"Isn't that what your parents want? They don't want their son to live with a barren woman like me. They're so right, every parent wants the best for their child, right?" Rania turned her face towards the window, intending to hide her already wet face from tears.

"Look at me, honey." Shaka grabbed Rania's chin and faced the wet face to face her face.

"I'm very disappointed to know this fact, Mom. How could they tell you to remarry after knowing I couldn't get pregnant" Rania said with trembling lips.

"I am not a bin*tang that was removed because I could not contain. I am a woman who also wants offspring like women in general. But what is the power if God has not willed" he said again.

"Don't talk like that, honey. We can't, but we can't. And you are not like your mind, for to me you are my heretic. An angel in my life up to my paradise. Starting tomorrow, we'll see the gynecologist. We're pregnant, okay?" Shaka cupped both of Rania's cheeks and kissed Rania's nose.

"I love you, I'm your husband. I have the right to determine everything we will do in the future. I'm the captain in our houseboat. Not my dad, my mom, or your parents, okay?" whispered Shaka while slipping her hand behind Rania's neck.

"Don't think about telling me to do things I can't do. It hurts, honey." Direct shaka****** his wife's lips are friendly and deep. Rania received it with relief in her heart. Really, this time Rania is like a cloud. Loved so much by a son of the owner of the largest company in his country, as well as the son of his father's superior.

"I'm afraid you're leaving me and not loving me anymore" Rania said after her lips slipped.

"Your fear will never happen, until ever. Go to sleep, you must be tired." Shaka kissed Rania on the forehead and hugged her wife tightly, with her right hand as a pillow for Rania's head.

"I love you, Mas. Very." whispered Rania buried her head deeply into the chest of Shaka's field.

"And I love you more, dear. Go to sleep so that you don't have any more children" Rania chuckled at her husband's words.

"I'm a baper because I'm afraid of losing you. I don't want to share my husband with anyone else. Let alone imagining your lips kissing someone else, your hands touching someone else's body, and this breaking through someone else's door. Thinking it drives me crazy," Rania hugged her husband very tightly, inhaling Shaka's masculine scent deeply.

"Eh, you-"

"Don't answer, I'm going to sleep." cut Rania in shame for saying that dirty thing.

"This is a special combat tool to create my son and you. Forever you." concluded Shaka.

The morning before that afternoon, there was a couple who were sleeping soundly by bringing relief and love that was growing with each other.

Believe me, the storm in the household will make love even greater when passed along with full awareness and affection.

TBC_