Sensational Husband
One Hundred and Thirty Three
Azlan thought to himself what Mecca would talk about. But he did not find the answer to the question in his mind until he stood at the door of the room where his brothers and parents were asleep. His hand held the door handle, he looked at his brothers who rolled over sleeping on one bed. They look really good. While Mother sleeps on the edge.
Azlan went in and approached the bed. He rubbed the youngest's forehead with a smile. Dinda who had not been closed was staring at his eldest behavior until the eldest was breezed and out of the room.
Azlan stepped towards the Mekka room. He saw Mekka sitting on the side of the bed waiting for him. Azlan closed the door and sat down on the side of Mecca.
“What's up, Mekka? Is there anything else to talk about?” asked Azlan gently. He did not want to hurt Mekka again even with just one sentence.
“Are I the only one who feels so sad here?”
“I am also sad that I have to hurt you. And I feel guilty too. I sinned.”
“Do you want to make up for your guilt?” Mekka turned towards Azlan.
Azlan raised an eyebrow not understanding. What do you mean by Mekka?
“Sure. I want to make it up to you. What can I do to make amends for you?”
Mekka seemed to be taking a deep breath. “After this we will not be together again, Mas. We won't be looking again. I feel so hurt every time I imagine you sleeping with another woman. And I chose retreat.”
“I'm sorry, Makka. And if you're willing to hear me apologize a thousand times, maybe I will. I don't know how to atone for my sins. One thing you need to know, I still have to be with Alexa because we have established a relationship like a husband and wife. While you are still a respectable woman who will still be able to give your female crown to your next husband. You are perfect as a woman.”
“I don't care about that, Mom. I haven't mentioned what you have to do to make up for your mistakes, have I? I just thought that tonight was our last night as husband and wife before you divorced me. I want you to give me my rights as wife.”
“Nafkahi me. Inner breath,” said Mekka with a foresight, without looking at Azlan.
“Mekka, I chose to leave you in this state so that you could give your crown to your future husband, why are you suing me?”
“Because I love you, Mas. I don't care about what happens next, I just want to feel happiness with the people I love.”
Azlan sighed. His heart was somehow so cold towards Mecca. Even he was now only speechless after hearing the request of the beautiful woman.
“I don't deserve to do that to you, Mekka. You are too precious to touch.” Azlan looked into Mekka's eyes.
Now the two are together. “But have you never fulfilled that obligation? I don't need to be ashamed to say this, it's halal for me.”
“Your precious honor makes me want to see you go away from my life, nor do I deserve and not be able to make you happy. And I will only cultivate sin by always staying away from you.”
Forgive me, O God. Azlan pleaded inwardly. He was with a woman who had been halal, but instead felt powerless to do the right thing.
“I sound like a fool by giving you this silly request.I shouldn't have said this to you.” Makkah stood up and sailed towards the door. He continued to pitch despite hearing Azlan's voice calling out his name.
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