Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 36
After her feelings were stifled, Husna stood up then walked towards the living room.
"Why is it in my room?"
He said to the man who followed.
"Can we talk about it later? I'm starving right now."
Mikhail had already sat himself down on the long sofa, speaking leisurely while holding his stomach.
"Don't switch our conversation. Just answer my question!"
Husna crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking up at the man who was looking at her with a difficult look.
"What's your question?"
The woman was irritatedly able to only draw and throw a deep breath to calm down the emotions that were beginning to be felt.
"Where do you know the address of this house, and why would you be in my room?"
He stared with annoyance.
"Finding your address is not difficult. The difficult thing is to convince your housemates that I am the legal husband of a woman named Husna nur haziah."
Mikhail answered with a flat face.
The woman was silent for a moment, trying to weigh what she would say again.
"All right, now tell me what brought you here. After that, go! I don't have time to serve you."
Hearing the words of his wife, Mikhail stood up. He walked back to the room.
"I was in Turkey for 4 days. That long, I'll stay here with you."
He returned to the bed, then pulled the blanket up to the neck.
Hearing her husband's words just now, Husna immediately rose in blood. He approached, shook the blanket and then pulled the man's hand.
"Get out well either, or I'll force the mas out of here."
Threatened him.
Mikhail smiled slightly, then pulled back the hand that was holding him, until Husna staggered and landed right on the chest. She quickly hugged him tightly.
"Mas, don't be crazy. Unhand me!"
Wiggling to escape.
"Sheel.. Can you shut up for a second. I just want to let go of my longing!"
Mikhail stared with a piercing look at the heart.
Husna stuttered, his chest was too tight when he heard the words of the sincere whisper. The face immediately blushed, he was getting more and more troubled to withstand the turmoil of the soul of the man below. Husna quickly turned his face away from the netra that was capable of killing him at this moment.
"A, what do you mean, mas?"
He pretended not to understand.
Mikhail's tightening his arms.
"Yes, I miss you duck."
Say it sincerely.
"What's wrong with her? Wasn't he very happy with my departure?"
Husna muttered in between nervousness.
"Don't talk about what isn't. Unhand me!"
The woman's words sounded soft.
"Didn't you believe what I said?"
Mikhail tried to look for eyes that were currently reluctant to look at him.
"Mas, I'm short of breath. Please release!"
Husna's words were begged.
Hearing the wife's request as soft as that, Mikhail reflexively took off the cage.
"Sorry."
He then sat himself down.
"Mas can't stay here. Because I'm not good with Sania."
Husna tried to give an excuse.
"The girl has agreed to stay at her partner's house while I'm here."
"What?"
Husna's forehead immediately looked down, astonished. The girl walked to the floor, picked up the phone that had fallen off, then dialed a number.
"What did he promise Sania, until she agreed to move in the next few days?"
The voice began to whisper.
"Hello, Sania. Can you go home now?"
That's the sentence said once the connection is lifted.
"Sorry, I have no choice. You better focus on enjoying your romantic time."
Sania sounded chuckled.
"Romantis. Don't be weird about you."
Husna played down the tone, he did not want the man who kept staring at him from the top of the bed, hearing their conversation.
"Oh, hypocritical pretender. Turns out he's the guy who's been making you so bad all this time. Pantes anyway, because your husband is handsome, hahaha..."
The girl on the other side tightened her laughter.
Husna's tone sounded soft.
"I'm sorry, but I don't want to interfere with other people's domestic affairs."
Sania again sounded chuckled, then closed the call without excuse.
"Sania, please listen. ha. hello. hello.."
Husna looked at the screen of a smart object that turned out to be dead.
"Where, have you believed me?"
Mikhail raised an eyebrow.
"Even though Sania has allowed. But I don't feel good about the people who own the house, if they find out there's a guy staying here, then they're gonna have weird thoughts about me."
Reason again.
"I've taken care of that, too. If you don't believe me, just call!"
Mikhail returned to the body.
Husna finally could only be silent, he believed that the man before him had indeed prepared everything well.
"Why are you still there. I'm so hungry, please cook something to eat."
Mikhail again begged.
Husna looked at her husband for a while, as if representing her increasingly confused heart.
The girl finally turned around, but previously nodded first, then walked towards the kitchen.
It didn't take long, 3 dishes were already on the table. Husna gave a small smile staring at the plate that had been filled, he knew what was provided at this time, was the man's favorite food.
His steps sped into the room, intending to call the man asking for a meal. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the husband was asleep, even a soft snoring from there.
Husna approached, he danced a palm on the face of the person who had just arrived. Make sure that the man is really asleep.
"She looks so tired!"
Husna muttered as she watched Mikhail fall asleep like a fainted person. He pulled the blanket up to the man's neck, providing warmth in winter that could make people feel frozen.
Right at midnight, a man woke up hearing a sound from his own stomach. It squirms to stretch muscles that feel stiff.
Mikhail rubbed his eyes, the first thing he looked for when his five senses were open was, Husna. The wife who missed him.
"Where is he?"
The man stood up, then walked out from there.
When he opened the room door, he saw the living room lights had been turned off. Slowly he tried to feel the wall to find where the button was.
"Ah, here it is."
The man pressed straight
"Alhamdulillah."
He was happy to see the lights on.
Then he turned...
Akh.."
Mikhail immediately shouted in fear as he saw a white-robed figure already standing behind.
So surprised and afraid, he even leaned against the wall with a pale face.
"Hahaha, it's me."
Husna reflexes terbahak see the husband who has already died.
"Huh, uh. huh.."
Mikhail tried to catch his breath.
"Are you planning to finish me off?"
Back to stand upright while holding his left chest that is still tight.
"Hehe, sorry. I saw trouble finding this button, so I took the initiative to help you."
Husna tried to hold back the laughter.
"You came secretly anyway, and then put this on again."
Mikhail touched the face his wife was wearing.
"So I just finished praying tonight mas. Sorry."
Husna was not.
"Yes, I'm hungry. Please help me eat! But, open your face first."
Said the man as he passed towards the dining table.
He felt very embarrassed because he was in that position, Mikhail also could not imagine what was being thought by the woman behind him at this time.
Husna smiled as she followed Mikhail's steps. His heart said that it turned out that a fierce and rude man like her husband, also knew the word fear. Even his face looked extremely pale, deathly and groggy.
Makes Husna feel ticklish on her own.
"It turns out he's a coward too."
He murmured while opening his face.
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