What happened to HUMAIRO
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Humairo woke up from his sleep. His slowly opened eyes began to notice his surroundings. It was like a voice woke him from his sleep. Like a sound coming from the side.

Humairo frowned when he saw the shadow of a skinny figure sitting with both legs dangling down the cage.

Humairo immediately jumped up. He remembered that he was in the hospital accompanying Ainul. Seeing Ainul lower his leg from the cage, he immediately approached and grabbed onto his body. The hanging infusion bottle seemed to be swaying violently as it was attracted by Ainul's hand.

"Where are you going?" humairo said while holding the handle of the infusion.

"I'm going to the bathroom. I want to pee," Ainul replied in a hoarse voice. Humairo. He sat down beside Ainul and embraced his unbalanced body on the cage.

"You've been using pans, why go to the bathroom? your body condition is still weak. The doctor forbade you to move" said Humairo softly.

Ainul. He took a long breath. He felt like a child that his mother was comforting. He mendehem weak. The phlegm in his throat blocked his voice out. Humairo immediately took the bottled water and drank it.

"You just poop here. It won't come through" Humairo said with a smile.

Ainul looked over here and there. He was embarrassed to say that the panners he wore seemed to be full. He tried not to move his body, fearing the smell of Humairo.

"I'm not used to it. Just take me to the bathroom. You can wait for me outside" Ainul said. He moved his legs back to come down from the cage. Humairo.

"I am here assigned Mr. Mahmud and the mosque worshipers to wait and take care of you. This is a trust for me. If anything happens to you, they'll think I'm just here to sleep" Humairo said. He held Ainul's hand, trying to hold it. Ainul looked at Humairo for a moment and then bowed.

"Actually.., the panfers are full. I went to the bathroom to take it off," Ainul said as he lowered his head. Humairo smiled. He knew Ainul was ashamed, but inevitably he had to make sure Ainul remained in his bed.

Humairo came down from the cage. One of his hands held onto Ainul's body. After tightening the sheath bond, he held Ainul's body and laid it down slowly. Ainul tried to resist. Panfers full of shit make it uncomfortable. The smell slowly began to smell.

"Remember how you used to wear me panfers when I was sick?" humairo said smilingly trying to remind Ainul. Ainul remained silent. His memory was slowly drawn to the events of that night.

"It's dark here too. Your aura is awake from my sight" Humairo said. Panfers used by Ainul have been successfully removed. He then put it in a crackle bag and threw it in a trash can outside the room.

After that, Humairo went into the bathroom. Take a piece of water and return to Ainul's place. Quickly and without saying a word, his hands deftly cleared Ainul's lower body. Ainul seemed resigned to close his eyes. Her tears flowed down her dull cheeks. He did not expect that Humairo would be that different. There was no disgust at all as he cleaned up the dirt stuck to his butt and both thighs. Humairo has changed. Ainul let out a long sigh. Even if Humairo sees everything, Humairo will not be interested let alone aroused to see his thin body dry.

Humairo let out a long sigh while smiling. After Ainul's lower body was covered, he then turned on one of the lights in the room.

Humairo sat down next to Ainul. He smiled as he flattened the blanket on Ainul's body. Ainul tried to return Humairo's smile. But his embarrassment at seeing his own state, made him look down embarrassed.

The sound of the chanting of the holy verses of the Qur'an is heard as a sign of the near dawn. Humairo got up and stepped towards the small cupboard near the refrigerator. He took out the prayer mat and the mucus from it. After putting it on top, he lay down, and stepped into the bathroom.

Ainul saw it full of haru. But his mind was thrown into disarray when the image of Revi appeared after Humairo's body was nowhere to be seen behind the bathroom door. Right now Revi must be trying to reach him. His cell phone was left in his new home. Tomorrow or the day after, Revi will probably know of her whereabouts at the Clinic.

The voice of Tarhim softly replaced the chanting of the holy verses of the Qur'an. Ainul closed his eyes like he wanted to dive into the name of who was more dominant shook his heart when he remembered it.

Ainul let out a long sigh. The answer remains the same. There was no vibration he felt when he remembered Revi. Revi may be his only escape when there is no hope of him with Humairo. At first he did not really think about whether there should be love in a household relationship or not. Because it is principled, true love - in fact love will come in a firm religion. If one has a strong religion, then there is no more creteria. It all comes and ends because of God. But this time he couldn't deny it. The vibe he felt with Humairo, even when he only imagined a glimpse of his face, was so great. Even the shadow of Humairo was able to defeat the charm of Revi who was real to accompany him beside him. Should he choose Humairo and get Revi hurt again? Inner Ainul. Ainul smiled wryly. Like he was scolding himself. Not necessarily want him either. He was currently just pitying to see his dire state. Or maybe he wants to make amends for what he did to her by taking care of her in the hospital. Or this is a form of gratitude because he can finally be free because he has been divorced. You will never deserve to be her husband, Ainul.

Never mind, it's too late. If he were no longer his wife, Humairo would be his brother. All the goodness of Humairo at this time will be reciprocated with kindness. He didn't have to betray Revi a second time. The soul is determined by God. He would not burden his mind with anything uncertain. Once again, Humairo has changed better now, and of course he wants to apologise to him in this way.

"Humairo" called Ainul as Humairo walked out of the bathroom. Humairo was silent for a moment looking at Ainul. Wanted to make sure that Ainul did call him.

Ainul raised his hand to make Humairo approach. Humairo smiled and approached. Because of Ainul's slow voice, he brought the ear closer to Ainul's mouth.

"Remember what date I did not pray. So that I can make it later" Ainul said. Humairo smiled and nodded his head.