The first marriage ended because the husband could not provide mental support. The second household was also forced to run aground due to a gambling case. Even after the third time as a wife, Namira could not feel happy. Moreover, the sad memories of that first night made her traumatized to reopen herself. So, how will she live her life again?
"How is it? Legal?"
"SAH!"
The chants of prayer echoed around the room. The families and guests who were present now took turns congratulating Namira and her husband on their marriage.
"May this one last until your grandparents, Nam," said one of them.
"Yes, yes. You didn't make the wrong choice again. Amir is already the best," said another.
Namira smiled and nodded her head. She then turned to her husband who was now standing beside her and hoping that the Almighty would guide them to become the best couple until the hereafter.
"Don't keep looking at it, Sis. You're going to be misbehaving."
The words just now made Namira quickly avert her eyes. She was embarrassed because she was caught looking admiringly at the man who had legally become her husband.
"I still feel like I'm dreaming, honey," grinned Namira after trying to normalize her nervousness. "I didn't expect you to marry my sister, who had failed to get married twice. You're still single, handsome, and a good man too, but -"
"Don't feel inappropriate, baby," cut her husband quickly. "You're a great woman who should be happy. I'm happy to be your husband, dear."
The man named Amir now touched Namira's chin gently. Making the face that was reddened now look up slowly. Their gazes met at the same point, causing a throbbing in the chest.
The first night of marriage that would become history for them began to knit. Amir gave his wife's increasingly nervous forehead a long kiss.
"Amir and Namira. Our names seem to be a sign that sister and brother are soul mates," Amir said in between the process of introducing their bodies on that quiet night.
Namira nodded vaguely. "They say that a similar face means a soul mate."
"Hu um."
Unlike Namira, who was experienced in bed matters, this was Amir's first time. The young man who initially looked calm began to break out in a cold sweat as he gazed at his wife's beautiful curves.
"Why?" asked Namira who saw her husband slowly pulling away.
Amir did not answer. His hand began to feel the left side of his chest which was already causing pain. The man became breathless and his breathing became labored.
"Honey," he called in a soft voice.
Namira widened her eyes as soon as she saw Amir who was already lying unconscious. Her hands shook the man's body several times.
"Amir!" screamed Namira in a loud voice. "What's wrong?"
Unfortunately, the call went unanswered. Namira became panicked. Especially seeing her husband's eyes closed. She hurriedly grabbed her clothes and veil. Then she went out of the room.
"HELP!!! HELP!"
Namira ran until she stopped halfway up the stairs. Her vision was blurred by the tears streaming down her cheeks. The rising night made her voice ring loudly in her ears. Then several people appeared from below.
"What's wrong?"
Namira shook her head while sobbing. "Amir. He fainted."
"Huh?"
Everyone then ran to the bridal suite. Leaving Namira who fainted after being propped up by her mother-in-law in front of the room. Until then...
"Amir is dead."
No, it's not. It must have been a dream. There was no way her husband could have left that quickly. Namira shook her head strongly in disbelief at what she had just heard. She slowly stood up straight and walked through the crowd of people in the room.
Amir. The husband who was able to convince her to accept divine fate was lying stiff on the bed. Now the bed that was originally intended to be a witness on their wedding night has changed its function. The body of the man who had only been her priest for a few hours lay there lifeless.
"NO!" Namira approached and touched the pale face. "Wake up, honey! Don't leave me alone!"
Unfortunately, the call did not get any response. Namira sobbed even more and her hands began to pat the body that was no longer breathing.
"Sis, Amir is gone."
Namira didn't care at all. She was still trying to wake up her husband. They had just promised to be together. How could God just separate them? That was what was on her mind at the moment.
"How pity he is." Her mother-in-law quickly pulled Namira's body from there.
"No, Mom," Namira sobbed in what little voice she had left. "Mas Amir is probably tired from the party. He just needs to rest."
"No, you're wrong."
"No. You're Amir's mother. Can't you see that he's sleeping?"
The woman continued to shake her head and babble more incoherently. Until the next second, she squealed as someone covered her husband's face with a white cloth.
Namira was frozen in place. Her body was then dazed and could no longer respond to the words of the people around her who called out to her. She prayed silently that the angels would take her life soon.
"Dear, don't be sad. Forgive me who left you."
The sound of the Fajr call to prayer slowly awakened Namira. The woman swept her gaze across the room. It was quiet. Her smile slowly rose. It had all been a dream. She quickly chanted until she heard...
"Has passed away to the grace of God on behalf of Muhammad Amir Husein. Husband of Namira Hafsari...."
"WHAT??"
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