Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

A refusal?

"I shouldn't have to do that! I'm really stupid." Fazila said as she opened the room door.

She walked slowly to the dresser while opening a safety pin embedded in some parts of her pink pasmina. Refal who saw Fazila continue to grumble could only smile triumphantly. He knew that Fazila was embarrassed to remember the events of the party five hours ago, but still Refal seduced Fazila so that he could see the sweet side of his wife.

"Why should I be ashamed? I'm even very happy." Refal said while pulling Fazila's arm to hit his chest.

"I-i'm!"

"I what?" Tanya Refal cut Fazila's words. The look in her eyes pierced through Fazila's deepest heart, and it made Fazila start to misbehave.

Almost a month they were married but Fazila still felt her chest pounding very fast. His blood seemed to flow ten times faster. His words could not come out, but there were many things he wanted to say. Staring at the shady netra of Refal made it seem imprisoned there.

"Don't run away again! I can't stand it anymore, being in the same room as the most beautiful woman in the world makes my heart won't listen to me. It just kept beating so fast as tonight was his last night..." Refal's words were stuck in his throat because Fazila quickly covered Refal's lips with his lentic fingers.

A second later there was no conversation from the two human children who were currently in love drunk. They stared at each other in silence, but their gazes explained how much love was stored in the depths of their hearts.

"Don't say that! I want us to remain a couple until death do us part. I want to age with you too.

All my life, I will always be grateful to my Lord for bestowing a companion like you. I have no complaints." Said Fazila in a soft tone of voice.

There was no reply from Refal other than the charming smile he was trying to show. Fazila's words managed to make him prance with excitement. And of course it was only in his mind.

"What I heard at the party, did it really come from the bottom of your heart? I mean the saying you love me so much, is that true?" This time Refal asked while cupping the beautiful face of Fazila, the dim light sourced from the balcony lights made the atmosphere of the room that Refal occupied since two years ago felt very tense.

"Say the truth." Refal continued, in a quiet voice but demanding a quick and precise answer.

"If that's not true, what will the Governor do?" Fazila asked but her lips carved out a smile, a smile that she tried to make up for her nervousness.

Refal looked thoughtful, he looked at Fazila's serious face without saying a word. A second later, he began to kiss the nose of Fazila's bangir, and it was only for a few seconds.

"If that's not true, then I'll try harder to tease you so you have no choice but to fall in love with me." Reply to Refal in a seductive tone of voice.

"Is the Governor teasing me right now? Usually a Governor doesn't say sweet words in front of his opponent."

"Why? Don't you like it? If Miss Fazila had dared to kiss me in front of thousands of pairs of eyes. Then, do you think I can't do that when we're both?"

Uhuk.uk.

Fazila chokes on her saliva, a remark Refal made to remind her of five hours ago that made her look shy again.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry!" Refal said as he reached out to his ears.

"No.no. I'm fine." Fazila said as she removed Refal's hand from her ear.

The room that Fazila and Refal occupied was silent again. Refal sat on the right side of the bed, followed by Fazila, who sat on his right side. Refal lay down and placed his head on Fazila's lap. Reflex, Fazila's wiggley fingers began to move up and down caressing the handsome Governor's black hair who was currently smiling triumphantly.

"Honestly, I was very surprised. Will all hafizah be sweet when they are at the party? I mean kiss her husband to let everyone know he's married?" Refal pretended to ask just to lure Fazila away.

"Haha! So sweet. I wish all the girls would have told me like that so that my shy wife would give me her kisses every day."

Instead of being sweet, Fazila pinched Refal's stomach. Feeling amused, Refal immediately woke up from Fazila's lap. They looked at each other and threw smiles at each other. Isn't this so amazing? Rephal chuckled in his heart.

"I meant it when I said it. I love it and I'm happy when you're suddenly acting sweet like that."

Instead of replying to Refal with a speech, Fazila grew closer and then again floated his kiss on the soft lips of Refal.

Refal's body stiffened again, every time Fazila approached him his chest was pounding very hard.

And finally I fell in love again, with her beautiful jelly-eyed girl. Inner Refal while slowly closing her eyes felt the sweet lips of Fazila on her soft lips.

Just now Fazila was about to withdraw but Refal reflexively held back his nape. Fazila started it, and it was Refal who would end it, at least that's what Refal thought. Tonight was too beautiful to let go.

Hhhhh! Hhhhh!

The breaths of Refal and Fazila were mutual, they looked back at each other in silence.

Muachs.

Without saying a word, Refal let out a brief kiss in Fazila's right eye.

"This beautiful eye can't see anyone but me." Speak with breath of the hunt.

Muachs.

Kali in Refal again floated his kiss in Fazila's left eye, then turned toward Fazila's smooth forehead. And finally, he again tilted his head to lift his warm kiss on the thin lips of Fazila who now became a new opium for him.

Refal was astonished, without him expecting and without him expecting Fazila stopped his action by covering his lips with his right hand.

"I can't do this."

Glekkk!

Refal swallowed the saliva, hearing Fazila's words that clearly refused to make his soul feel disappointed.

"Why? Did I make a mistake? Am I not entitled to these eyes, this nose, these lips and all that is in you?" Refal asked still in a state of cupping the beautiful face of Fazila.

"Yes, the Governor is entitled to me. But in this relationship there is one thing that still bothers me." Fazila said without taking his eyes off the handsome face of Refal.

At the same time, the clock on the walls of Refal and Fazila's room echoed, telling of the newly arrived 22:00. Refal rippled in shock as thousands of questions approached about Fazila's rejection.

What the hell is it?

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