Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
Mual

...As a friend of course I can feel and see the suspicious movements of my own friends....

...~Gibran Bara Alkahfi...

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"No need, Mom. I can shower myself" Almeera refused.

He couldn't guarantee that this time the two took a bath together. Surely between himself and the husband can no longer hold back. Better he relented and bathed alone without being with Bara.

Bara smiled thinly. He gave a gentle kiss on Almeera's lips until a reddish tinge reappeared on her cheek. 

"Don't be long, honey. I really want to, ah," whispered Bara in Almeera's ear that made the woman's body bristled.

Slowly away. He looked at his wife who was like an unwillingness when she was released.

"I'll go down to Syakir first, honey. When you're done, call me!" 

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Bara soon meets his best friend who turns out to be talking to Humaira. However, Bara stopped his steps when he saw how the angry Syakir was and pointed at Humaira's face with his bulging eyes. 

That certainly makes Bara not continue his steps. He stared from a distance how it seemed like the two people were getting into an argument.

Vaguely Syakir's voice that began to rise to make Bara can hear every sentence said.

"You need to remember! Stay away from my friends and children. Don't pretend to be a good pretender because you're a rotten woman!" shakir shouted cruelly.

Humaira did not reply. The woman just lowered her head with a trembling body. It was seen that the woman was very frightened at Syakir's anger this time. 

"Yes, Brother. I'm…" 

"I'm not your brother!" syakir spray with his sharp gaze. "Although I married you and you became my wife. Still, I won't admit you as my wife! You're just a fucking carrier!" 

I climbed the stairs again. The man was completely shocked by the fact he heard. It turns out that it was true what he was thinking. Between Syakir and Humaira, the two have a relationship.

Because after all, Bara is very familiar with the character of Syakir. The man is a big-time playboy stamp. The woman who used to be around him was always beautiful and sexy. Until when seeing Humaira who is calm and veiled, certainly makes Bara have guessed if the two must have something. 

When there is no more fighting. Bara finally cleared his throat for a moment calming his surprise. He immediately began to descend the stairs and walk towards the living room. 

From afar, Bara could see how Syakir was leaning his body with his hands massaging his head. There was no Humaira there. I don't know where the woman is sure Bara just saw the whereabouts of his best friend.

"Kir!" 

"Well!" Syakir.

His face immediately tensed up when he saw his best friend already standing in front of him.

"Why are you here? Not a cake break," said Syakir forcing a smile. 

"My wife is still in the shower. I came out" said Bara sitting in front of Syakir.

"Tumben's not coming, Lo!" syakir to his best friend.

"Gue is afraid that my screams will be the same as my wife to make Lo stand up," replied Bara with a face that sucks.

"Damn, Lo!" Syakir threw the couch pillow in the face of his best friend.

Bara never changed. Always thinking perverted when with his wife. The relationship between the two beds is always hot.

Both Almeera and Bara. They are passionate about each other when alone. There is no limit between the two. Because according to Almeera and Bara, their bed relationship is only for the pleasure that both will feel. 

It doesn't matter whether his wife is in a headscarf or not. To be sure, both inner satisfaction are equally fulfilled. 

Bara stared intensely at Syakir. This is what makes the man uncomfortable and nervous. 

"Where have you been all this time, Kir. You haven't been clear about anything with me!" said Bara staring fixed at his best friend.

"Gue's not going anywhere. I'm here," said Syakir trying as calmly as possible.

"Lo's sure?" tuding Bara stared at his best friend sharply. "Gue knows you don't have a brother in Malang, Kir."

"Not that I know it but our relationship, our friendship is not a pea," Bara threw the pillow back. "Lo's relationship, me and Reno had already started anjir High School. I know how Lo's body shape, Lo bird I also know." 

"Shuuu!" Syakir says he doesn't like his best friend.

The man really opened their disgrace. The word Bara is true. The three had taken a bath together when they used to participate in scout activities at High School. Even measuring the property of the three, they also once.

So don't say pretentious to their friendship. It's not just 1 month or 1 year. But it's been years.

"Tell me what really happened?" tanya Bara urged Syakir.

The man started to breathe heavily. As if in him stored a lot of problems that befall. Syakir's tired face with blackened eye bags made Bara sure her best friend did not sleep properly. 

"Gue's not ready yet to suffer this same Lo, Bar! Give me a moment to think," said Syakir staring at his best friend. "Gue was really surprised by everything. I can't make peace with myself?" 

If this is the case, Bara does not force. The man nodded his head looking at his worried best friend. 

"That you should know! I'm here and ready to hear all of Lo's stories!"

"Thankyou, Bar! Lo same Reno is my best friend who really understands.

Before I answer. The sound of the woman vomiting made Bara and Syakir stare at each other. The longer the sound the louder that makes Bara go to the origin of the sound followed Syakir.

It's more precisely in the kitchen sink. It looks like Humaira is vomiting. However, that was not what worried Bara. 

Except when the woman's body starts to look and ready to fall. Syakir caught it quickly before falling to the floor.

"Republican...Humai!" call Bara to see the woman unconscious.

Without a word Syakir carried the woman. Almeera, who had just come down, called her husband. 

The woman's eyes were wide. He immediately caught up with the two who entered one of the rooms on the first floor.

"What's this?" ask Almeera who just came.

"Humaira fainted, honey. He's been vomiting!" the word Bara is what it is.

Almeera finally approached. He grabbed Humaira's hand and started rubbing it to keep it warm.

"Get me some eucalyptus, Mas. I'll apply it first!" almeera said to Bara.

The man immediately headed for the room. As for Syakir, he remained standing near the bed with his flat gaze. 

"Can you please, Kir?" 

"What, Ra?" 

"Please make tea for your brother now!" 

Syakir finally started to come out. Soon Bara came and responsibly the mother of two children asked her husband to come out first because he would smear the oil all over Humaira's body. 

Almeera's struggle was finally successful. Humaira began to regain consciousness and was surprised by Almeera's presence there. 

"I why, Mommy?" 

Almeera did not answer. He received the tea from Syakir's hand and gave it to Humaira.

"Drink first!" 

Humaira received the glass. Drinking the brown water was half that until her stomach was warm.

Almeera continued to stare at Humaira with clinging until the girl was misbehaved.  

"Why are you, Hum? My husband said you were vomiting. Are you…! 

"I catch a cold, brother. Yes the wind!" 

~Connected

LALALALA YOU KEPO NO YES WHAT IS THE STORY OF SYAKIR? Can you guess?

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