Akad Undereviled

Chapters. 70 First Morning

"Which area do you want to live in, let Jimmy find us a home?" ask Arsya after returning from dinner.

Today they spend a lot of time talking. Finished the prayer of repentance and continued the prayer of Isha, they only went down for a while for dinner. Arsya and Alisha then go back to the room and sit on the sofa, where Arsya used to sleep. As if to make up for all the lost time without communication in their previous marriage. Arsya wants to get to know Alisha more this time.

"What's wrong with this house, Mom. Mas Arsya's apartment is still there, right?"

"This house is too big, after all I'm planning to sell this house." Arsya was silent for a moment, remembering many memories from this house that he never wanted. Especially if you remember how his parents used to have this magnificent house. "If it's an apartment, I don't feel free there. Especially if we have children later" he continued.

Alisha chokes on her own spit. Bummer. Sure oes. He did marry Arsya again but has not thought much to it.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

Alisha shook her head quickly. "Only, isn't it too soon to talk about children while we're only two days married?"

"Of course not. Sooner or later we'll have kids, right. Isn't one of the purposes of marriage to have children, and may God give us the confidence to be parents."

Not wanting to argue because what Arsya said was true, Alisha chose silence. Silence filled the space between them for a moment. Alisha with her mind and Arsya preoccupied with looking at the pretty face beside her. Not wanting to escape, Arsya continued to look at. I saw my eyes on Alisha. The sudden desire to get closer invoked unexpectedly. His status as a husband that covers it all.

Arsya grabbed Alisha's chin. Make the woman face him now. Slowly his face approached. His hand also moved from the chin to the smooth cheeks like marble. Several times gently rubbed there, then down to the pink lips that had since teased his imagination.

With her thumb, Arsya went down Alisha's lips back and forth. Without a sound, the man began to lean over. Their lips were almost linked if only Alisha had not stopped the man from moving by pushing his body slowly.

There was no question coming out of his lips, but the shocked expression from Arsya's face was enough to describe everything that was on the man's mind.

"May I have some time?"

Confused, but Arsya still nodded. Suddenly he remembered the attitude of Alisha first if she was close to him.

"Did I still scare you?" ask Arsya suddenly.

Arsya regretted knowing later about the trauma of the breakup she had done to Alisha. He did not expect the impact would be this big. Even all this time.

In the past Alisha often showed signs of unhealthy mental condition. However, Arsya is insensitive and does not understand. He behaves as if everything is fine even though Alisha keeps her own wounds.

It was only then, when their meeting returned, that he knew when Fatih accidentally touched Alisha's shoulder. The response Alisha showed was the same as it used to be when they were husband and wife.

"No, Mas. God willing, I'm fine. I just need to adjust."

Alisha had been in therapy since the incident, she and Fatih were at the restaurant. Alisha had to heal herself when she and Fatih were already intending seriously. She did not want to disappoint her husband because of the past he brought. That's why he really took part in therapy sessions with hypnotherapy methods.

"Mas Arsya doesn't mind, does he?"

The sweetest smile on Arsya's lips. She understood what Alisha wanted despite having to hold something that started to flare in her chest.

"I won't forget my responsibilities, I'm just asking for time. I must be running what a woman should be running as a wife."

Arsya's hand was back outstretched. No longer rubbing the cheeks or lips, but the head of the wife.

"Let's go to sleep" asked Arsya after looking at the wall clock. This is the best way for Arsya to get rid of everything he could have wanted. Burying deeply the desire that had risen.

The first night passed without any warmth being shared between the two. Only thick blankets that become body protector as well as warmers from air conditioning.

The morning begins with the dawn. After that, Arsya decided to swim. Disbursing unplugged excess energy overnight.

From the balcony of Alisha's room watched her husband back and forth along the cold pool water. Guilt makes him feel uneasy. He knows what Arsya's purpose is to swim this early. At home when it still looks empty. Not yet seen the activities of Bi Sumi and husband. Her guilt grew as Arsya realized her presence on the balcony.

The smile that Arsya showed from below made Alisha unable to linger to see her husband. The inner war within him was inevitable. He just walked in when Arsya showed a sincere smile from below.

Leaning against the door that connects between the room and the balcony, Alisha's cries broke. He squeezed the tip of the hijab he was wearing. "Oh Allah, forgive me."

Just three times his activity back and forth across the pool, Alisha suddenly appeared with a black bathrobe for him. Soon Arsya went up and approached.

The man's sweet smile continued to linger on his lips as he took the bathrobe from Alisha's hand. Soon he wears to cover his wet body.

"Open your eyes, I've closed them" Arsya said. The man knew full well the reason Alisha immediately turned a blind eye as soon as she saw Arsya rising from the pool. It must be because of the swimsuits he wears.

"I like it when you're shy" Arsya teased when her wife opened her eyes.

"Let's go in, it's cold, right?" bring Alisha back to the body. The goal is definitely to divert Arsya's temptation.

Not yet stepped up, Arsya held her wrist. Makes Alisha look up.

"I still want to swim."

"But it's cold Mas, Mas Arsya will be sick."

"This is better. At least it can put me to sleep afterwards."

Alisha knows what Arsya means. Last night, Alisha could not sleep well because she felt Arsya's anxiety beside her.

"I'll help Mas Arsya sleep soundly."

Slightly flabbergasted and in disbelief. But a happy look with a smile is clearly visible on the face.

"Seriously?"

Alisha turns the eyeball lazily for having to answer Arsya's silly questions. "Hmm." But nod.

"Yes!" shouted Arsya girang. She hugged Alisha too. I kissed the woman's face with excitement. Not a single inchi was missed, all exposed to the touch of Arsya's lips.

"Mas, stop!"

"Why don't you like it?" Stupid question that came out of Arsya's lips. "Just calm down, I have a thousand and one ways to make you happy" he continued.

Makes Alisha even more upset with her husband's behavior. "Stop!" strangled Alisha when Arsya's hand touched her face again.

Alisha's refusal immediately disappointed Arsya.

"Don't do it here, I'm ashamed" Alisha said at last after seeing Arsya's disappointment.

Arsya was stunned to realize his stupidity that did not respond to the wife's intentions.

"In the room."

Spontaneous Arsya lifting Alisha's body. Take her up to the room.

"Mass ...!" peeking Alisha for not being ready

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Sorry I just updated. I switched professions so Kang nastar can buy lebaran clothes .. hehehehe.🤭

Alhamdulillah has run all orders so come back to the world of typing. Hopefully someone will continue reading.

Thank you for being willing to wait, I'm sorry for not being able to be diligent.😔

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