Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Staring at You (Refal&Fazila)

"Hows it? Did you guys manage to find all the information about that son of a bitch?" Refal asked in a soft tone of voice, but the anger in his heart felt turbulent. He just didn't want Fazila to hear his anger, so there was no choice but to speak in a whisper.

"Sorry, Sir. We have not been able to find any information. But don't worry, we promise we'll give you our report in two days." Said someone over there.

Hearing the words of his men further provoked the anger of Refal, it felt like he wanted to break the arm of the useless man. Two months Refal hired him but there was no information he could obtain about the withering of Hilya.

"I don't need your useless information. Did I pay you just to hear that shit, huh? I don't care, if in one twenty-four hour I don't hear from you then don't blame me if your place of business will be permanently closed!" Threaten Refal while clenching his hands.

"But Sir...."

Before Refal heard any other useless speech he immediately turned off his phone. Honestly, right now he wanted to shout to vent the anger or resentment that enveloped his heart. However, again the look in his eyes caught the beautiful figure of Fazila. He was afraid that the beautiful woman who had officially become his wife would be afraid to see her anger. There was nothing else that Refal could do but try hard to calm himself down to look fine in front of Fazila.

Slowly Refal opened the balcony door that connected him to the room where Fazila was, he deliberately closed the door earlier so that Fazila did not hear his secret talk with the useless man.

Without Refal noticing, the corner of his lips slightly lifted. He smiled, He was happy. Every time he heard the chanting of the Love Verses coming out of Fazila's thin lips always brought calmness to his soul, a calm that He had rarely felt for the past two years.

"Fazila... Fazila... I love you so much. Wait Me. I will solve all the problems that have made me suffer for the past two years. As soon as that bastard's found out, I promise you nothing will disturb our happiness." Say Refal while taking off his shirt buttons.

My nose is so sweet. For three hours he sat on his tongue. Doesn't he get bored? Inner Refal while looking at Fazila's serious face. The beautiful face always looks serious when it comes to memorizing the Qur'an and Murajaah or exactly repeating the rote.

Yes ayyuhallazina amanu qu anfusakum wa ahlikum naraw wa qakasan-nasu wal-hijaratu 'alaiha mala 'ikatun gilazun syidadul la ya'ssunallaha ma angraum wa yaf'aluna ma yu'marun.

O you who believe! Guard yourself and your family from the fires of Hell whose fuel is Man and Stone. His guardians are harsh, hard angels who do not disobey God for what He commands them and always do what He commands.

Fazila kissed her mushap and then placed it on the nightstand. Refal's gaze still caught his wife's motion, he couldn't even stop his lips from smiling.

Will everyone who falls in love act as silly as I do? I was happy when I saw him near me. Even my heart wouldn't listen to me not beat so hard. Basic suck! Inner Refal while rubbing his face violently.

"Darling... You still awake?" Fazila asked as she took off the green face she had been wearing three hours ago.

After the party ended, Refal immediately lay in bed, for some reason since Fazila was able to catch a look of sadness in Refal, it made Fazila feel depressed. He did not say anything when Refal chose to sleep without saying a word to him. Not wanting to grieve Fazila preferred to cleanse himself, take Wudhu, pray two rakaat then repeat his rote. It was no wonder why Fazila was surprised when she saw Refal sitting on the sofa staring at her.

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