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Chapter 20 Awkward

The night is getting late, Zena who is a bit awkward to meet Athar remains reckless to enter the room because her bead eyes are already very sleepy. He saw Athar was lying down while watching him make Zena tips nervous. For some reason in Zena's eyes, the young man became creepy because he continued to look at her without blinking a single bit.

Not only Zena who experienced it, surely a handful of girls who were married on the first night certainly experienced the same thing as Zena felt.

Who would not be afraid and ashamed, if a woman like Zena who had never known a man during her life was suddenly in the same room as a foreign man.

It felt like he was caught in a real nervousness. Where the heartbeat continues to beat like a bed that is ready to be strongly heeded.

Zena's goal was to get closer to the bed, honestly just to land her butt just felt like it was cold hot. Zena didn't say anything. He pulled a roll at Athar's feet and placed it in the middle as a barrier between He and Athar.

The young man continued to look at Zena without saying anything, but maybe a long time ago Athar was upset that he threw the roll on the floor and Athar's action certainly surprised a Zena.

"Well, how were you dumped?" zena's little protest felt unacceptable to the way Athar who seemed rude in responding to it.

"Why are we getting married now? Is there still some distance between us?" Athar replied with a stern tone. The young man returned to his body while staring at the ceiling of the female room.

Zena was silent, she did not dare to refute the words of her husband because Athar was right. She and her husband were already in a sacred bond. So what else makes Zena feel afraid if they are close together. For there will be no more sin if they are together.

The veiled woman decided to lie down next to Athar but the young man again dictated himself by tilting his body towards Zena.

"Are you going to sleep in clothes like this?" Athar's gaze showed a sense of dislike. It was evident from the way Athar looked at Zena.

Zena held her veil still attached, but why it felt so uncomfortable to open the thin cloth in front of her own husband. Like there's something missing if Zena opens it.

"Let's open now!" Forced Athar who kept urging him to open the veil made Zena inevitably do so with great care. however, once the veil was released Zena immediately turned her face to another direction by turning her back on Athar.

"Zen, come here I want to see your face!" Athar tugged at the shoulder of Alzena who was still timidly exposing her aura, but Athar still forced to pull the woman's body until Zena was stretched to the bed right next to the head of Athar who was supported with one more hand.

The shocking sight made Athar have trouble sipping saliva. Not wrong again, if the face of the girl is very beautiful as He saw at a glance the other day when He abused her.

Previously Athar had thought Zena's face must be very ugly, black or maybe full of acne. But all of that is not proven. Athar was like finding an angel from the sky who strayed to earth and came to him to become one of the history in the story of Athar's life.

Zena who continued to be noticed by the young man was clingy and increasingly uncomfortable immediately rose to fix his position that looked very chaotic, "Sorry Mas. Please be polite to me, don't scare me like this" Zena said.

Athar did not reply, He also fixed his position while looking back at the ceiling. But once glanced at Zena who was calming her heartbeat which had been very reluctant to return to normal.

Long silent to each other, Athar re-opened his distinctive voice to Zena, "You better just wear a nightgown while in the room. Isn't that dress gonna make you hot?"

Zena nodded in understanding, but not tonight. Because he was really not ready to show the rest of his body in front of Athar. Because it felt like it was opening up his aura dishonorably in front of a man.

The next day, Athar did not know where to go. Athar's bike is in Abah's house and he can't go home until his time is up.

From the corner of the kitchen, Alzena herself was still busy cooking. Uncle Ardy and Aunt Marwah were at Bu Murni's house to sell some chicken donations from residents around yesterday to be exchanged for rupiah.

The money was later to hold Zena when she went to her in-laws' house. While Malik sat on the front porch playing with the neighbor's child. Honestly, he himself did not dare to do a lot of activity until his legs really recovered.

Athar, who had no activity at all, decided to wait for Zena in the kitchen. He wanted to see how proficient Abah Dullah's chosen wife was in cooking food.

"You want a taste of Mas?" Tawar Zena then after sauteing long beans, salted fish and fried tempeh are cooked and served at the dinner table.