Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
Kissmarks

...No matter how much we try to make peace with the past, but in fact it is not as easy as turning a hand. ...

...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...

...🌴🌴🌴...

The touch that he so longed for finally returned to his senses. The demon is still in him. However, deliberately the woman who slept with her daughter pretended to be closed. 

Almeera is no hypocrite. She misses her husband. Missing his embrace, his smile, his touch and his attention. Although no matter how much the man hurt himself, the love was still great lodged in his heart. 

Their marriage was not corn. Except for 15 years they intertwined households until a storm hit both. I don't know what to call it, but Almeera thinks it might be her second test after marriage.

If it used to be their test was religious differences before marriage and now it is tested by other women who come between them. Almeera blamed nothing. He realized that everything that happened, there must be God's intervention. It is not just the fault of other men and women. There must have been a mistake on her as well, which made her husband able to look in the direction of other women. 

Along with the sound of the door closed again. Falling tears that Almeera had been resistant to. His eyes opened with a look of light staring at the ceiling of the room. Her memories with her husband are not just one. But both of them passed through many events until they could be at this point. 

"Sorry, Mas. Not that I want to stay away from you. Unless I'm still trying to make peace with the situation." 

...🌴🌴🌴...

"Darling!" a heavy sound was heard in the morning. 

Almeera, who was in the kitchen, would have heard. He immediately asked the maid to replace him then walked into his room.

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

That sound looks different. Even the usually cheerful look of the face changed with no expression. There was no more happiness on the woman's face. There was only an expression that no one could guess. 

"My favorite black shirt, where?" bara asked while looking at his wife who was still standing by the door. 

"Isn't it usually in the shirt section?" Almeera asked back by pointing at a special wardrobe for her husband. 

"I've been looking for him but there is none" Bara said straightforwardly.

Yes, the man was honest. He's been looking but he didn't find the shirt. Today somehow he wanted to wear those clothes to the office. So Bara tried to find almost twenty minutes but still did not meet.

"Try here!" almeera said approaching. "Let me find." 

Bara shifted his body allowing his wife to take over. He's sure that Almeera's looking will meet soon. 

Slowly and carefully, the woman wearing the home dress began to move deftly. Her eyes stared carefully with hands so shrewdly ransacked her husband's closet. 

"Are you sure that shirt's here?" almeera asked glanced at her husband.

"meaning?"

"You're not at Narumi's?" asked Almeera who sounded insinuating in Bara's ear.

"No. I don't have a lot of shirts in there." 

The heart of Bara seemed to melt. He looked at his wife who was only raising her shoulders. Somehow Almeera's statement just seemed to realize that she had two wives and two places to live. 

Almeera is back. Until she lifted a black shirt and showed it to her husband.

"What's this?" 

The face of Bara so sumringah. He nodded and received a helping hand from his wife.

"Thank you." 

"Together." 

"If I had, I would have gone back to the kitchen" said Almeera.

"Wait!" 

"Yes?" 

Let him be called spoiled. However, Bara honestly wants the nature and attitude of his wife back warm as before. He will try to gain Almeera's sympathy with the activities they used to do. 

"Mas is not a child anymore and can wear it alone" Almeera said in a cold tone. 

"Didn't this kind of activity have become commonplace during our marriage?" asked Bara with a disappointed look. "Please, Ra!" 

Almeera could not argue anymore. She immediately moved her feet closer to her husband. He sighed so deeply before the hand put away the towel covering his burly body. 

With one movement of the towel began to slip from Bara's chest, until it looks a painful sight. There, in the chest of the usual Bara field became Almeera's favorite place. There are three distinctly red marks. 

She's not a stupid woman. She understood very well what marks were on her husband's chest. Almeera's memory turned around. He opened up his old memories. 

At that time, he was delivering lunch to Bara. With the plan of the car he was driving began to enter the parking lot of special office officials. Saying bismillah, Meera grabbed the supply box she was carrying and walked into the company. 

Along the way, many employees bowed their respects to the boss' wife. In fact, not infrequently, some male employees praise the beauty of Almeera. But again, they must be aware of his dreams. That they admired was the wife of one, Gibran Bara Al-Kahfi. When she reached the floor of the husband's room. Meera frowned confusedly.

"Where, Reno?" meera Gumam slowly.

She flicked her shoulders, it was better for her to immediately enter the room of the husband. Slowly, Meera turned the doorknob and opened it. Successfully, the door was slowly pushed through.

"Bag, Bar…." Meera's voice seemed to be swallowed back in her throat. He closed his mouth in disbelief of what was in front of his eyes.

Those black eyes looked at me towards the two people he knew. Bara's husband with his best friend Rumi, was making out on her husband's chair. With a position, Rumi sat on Bara's lap with her hands coiled around her neck.

Oh my God, what else is this. Is it not enough that you give me a bitter reality that is so painful, Meera's mind with eyes begins to wet.

"Almeera.." The voice of Bara's calling seemed to resuscitate Almeera.

The woman seemed to be awakened from her daydream with a drop of tears sliding along with her eyes closed. 

The memory turned again, he muttered with a breath so heavy. 

"What's wrong with you, honey?" ask Bara who has not realized anything.

When the man's hand was about to touch Meera's face. The woman regressed herself quickly.

"Why?" 

"Next time look at your situation before showing it to me" Meera said with reddened eyes looking at her husband. 

"What do you mean.." Bara's voice restrained. 

His body stiffened with eyes fixed on the kissmark. He only realized that there was a mark on his body. Until Bara's gaze returned to his wife.

Again he saw a look of sadness there. Seeing that disappointment made the guilt even more piled up in his heart.

"Sorry, Honey. I didn't mean to…." 

"You don't have to apologize to me. Isn't she your wife, too" Meera said, increasingly blasting Bara's heart.

"But I don't mean to hurt you." 

"That's it, Mommy." Almeera immediately turned around and left without saying goodbye.

He left Bara alone who kept calling his name from inside the room. The man ruffled his own hair with such great disappointment. 

"I'm stupid!" he screamed with a frustrated face. "I'm sorry, Meera. I hurt you again." 

~Connected

Just woke up, Bang? Here I love the glass to wake up.

To ask if Meera knows Narumi Bara and the others. Calm down! there will be flashback. Like this chapter I skid the flashback let you know what happened before they got married.

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