Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Jealous (Refal)

Of love?

That one word sounds simple but it takes a lot of patience to get it across. Sometimes in the ocean of love, there are problems that come without us expecting, and in the course of the course misunderstandings can come without being resolved by peaceful means. And the bad thing is, love can be hurt, depending on who you choose to anchor that feeling of love with.

Escaping from the problem would only make matters worse, therefore Fazila preferred to be silent, standing at the side of the sofa while paying attention to the movements of Refal. Really, the gaze of Refal's eyes, or rather, his manner looked unfriendly.

Should I just run? Aahh, it's impossible. It's too late. Fazila's mind while biting her lower lip.

"We'll talk at home. I'll have Bima drive you home."

Knowing the unusual behavior of Refal made Fazila sigh violently. He looked at Refal curiously. There were so many question marks in his heart and mind, but Fazila did not want to rush in unraveling his question to eliminate all the fret in his heart.

"I came because I miss my husband so much! Do I have to go back in a vacuum?"

"I'm jealous of this floor, you'd rather look at it than look at me." Guyon Fazila blinks his lips.

Whatever the reason, the ego cannot be bigger than the feeling of love. Because love will always bring peace and happiness in the relationship. Egoism will only lead to debate.

"I told you, we'll talk at home." Refal said with great emphasis, He thought of saying nothing as long as anger and jealousy still filled his chest cavity.

"alright. We'll talk at home, but before that, tell me, what makes my refal look upset? I can't get into your heart and mind so I can't guess your way of thinking. If you don't say anything to me..." Fazila hung up her sentence while sitting on the sofa.

"I'm gonna sit here and stick to you like a leech." Keep Fazila on again. The corner of his lips slightly raised.

"I beg Fazila, understand my condition! If I say I don't want to talk, I really don't want to do it. So don't push me and please leave me alone." This time Refal spoke in a faint tone, Fazila was surprised to hear the words of Refal. Slowly he got up from the sofa while looking at Refal with a look of nelangsa. It was sad to be kissed by a couple, and Fazila felt that sadness, a sadness that Rebal could not see even with his eyes open.

"alright. I'll leave if you don't want me here. Make sure to go home soon, because I'll wait for my Refal, I won't be able to sleep without seeing his face." Fazila smiled as she cupped her husband's handsome face. No matter how much jealousy currently fills the chest cavity of Refal until he is not touched by the sweet speech of Meyda Noviana Fazila.

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