Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 56

"Where, has it gone?"

Husna deepened his gaze toward Mikhail's bruised face.

"This one has already."

The man was holding the cheek.

"But this one hasn't."

Then pointed at his lips.

"Did I hurt your lips? "

Husna's eyes narrowed, he stared intensely looking for which part was injured.

"Yes,"

"Where?"

The girl drew closer, looking at the seemingly ordinary lips even more thoroughly.

"Muachi!"

A brief kiss landed right on Husna's lips, making her eyes fester.

"Mass? "

Demand explanation.

"Stop worrying about me! I'm fine."

Mikhail shifted his seat and pulled Husna's body slowly.

"You know, I'm really half-dead of missing you."

Mikhail stroked and kissed Husna's hair affectionately, as if to channel the longing that had been tormenting her.

Husna's smile was engraved, he was so moved to be treated as soft and warm as that by the man who used to always make a wound in his heart.

"Thank you for loving me so deeply."

"I'm the one who should thank you for accepting and forgiving my mistakes first."

"Not to be brought up again mas, let everything be a lesson for our steps in the future."

Husna closed her eyes, inhaling the scent of her husband's body while enjoying their moment of intimacy.

"Husha!"

After a few minutes Mikhail took off his embrace, he clasped his wife's hand with all his heart.

"Yes,"

Husna looked at Mikhail's face, trying to guess the seriousness of the man's countenance.

"Lately I've been increasingly aware that I can't afford to live this far away."

Mikhail spoke with all his heart.

"I mean mas?"

Husna was confused.

"I've decided to accompany you to stay here until your college is over."

Mikhail answered steadily.

Husna's eyebrows shot up, silent for a moment.

"Mas, I went to college here not for a month two months, but for years. If you live here with me, what about your work there? It's a pity that papa has to take care of the office alone."

Husna.

"I know, but I really can't live apart like this anymore."

Mikhail kissed Husna's hand.

"Me too, but what else? If mas lives here with me then, how are mama and papa, what about your company? "

Husna revealed his turmoil. If she follows her heart, she is very happy to hear her husband's decision. But he did not want to be selfish he knew that Mikhail was the greatest hope of his father-in-law. That was why he did not approve of the decision of the handsome man before him.

Mikhail fell silent, knowing that what Husna said was the truth. He also knew that his decision would also be about by his parents.

"But I can't live if we're apart."

Mikhail spoke with a clear face.

"Yes, I know. But all this we can certainly pass, the important thing is to be patient and always be sure that the time until then we will definitely be together again."

Husna stroked Mikhail's cheek.

"Let's talk about it again, I'll take a shower."

Husna stroked the shoulder of the husband who was still silent in his place, the girl deliberately gave time for Mikhail to rethink the decision taken rashly.

It didn't take long for Husna to finish with the show. The girl opened the bathroom door slowly, peering into the rest of the room to see if her husband was still there.

"Thankfully."

Husna stepped into the closet to look for a change of clothes.

"Square."

Door opens.

"Well.."

Husna immediately crossed his arms across his chest to cover his slightly visible hemisphere, as he currently only wrapped his body in a towel to his knees.

"Eh, sorry."

Mikhail immediately turned around, the man's chest suddenly rustling. A beautiful view of the wife's body really able to wake something that is asleep. Makes his body cold.

"Mas, please close the door again."

Husna said nervously. This was the first time a man had seen her body so open.

"Related Husna, he's your husband. All this is his right."

The girl calmed her fear and embarrassment.

"I. yes."

Mikhail closed the door and leaned there.

"Prophe Micah, it's still afternoon. Wait for nightfall and you'll be able to enjoy it."

The man reconciled his increasingly heated soul because his mind had drifted everywhere .

Somewhere else.

"Sir, my job is done so why won't you accept it? "

A girl is seen grumbling inside the lecturer's room.

"Are you sure you're done?"

The man who was sitting while staring at the computer screen said casually.

"Of course."

Answer's sure.

"Let me see!"

The man who was none other than Husyein asked back the file he had returned to Aisyah.

"What date is this?"

Ask with eyes on the file.

"Date 21 sir."

Answer Aisha quickly.

"Have you done the 20th job?"

Ask the man again while returning the file.

Aisyah was silent for a moment. "Not yet."

"Why?"

"Because that time my father kicked me out."

Answer lightly.

"So you want to rebel by not doing it?"

Search Husyein.

"Not."

"Then?"

"I just haven't had time to do it."

Aisyah.

"OK then I also have not had time to accept this task of yours, until the first task is completed."

Husyein stood up, he stuffed some books into the bag then started to step up.

Aisyah gaped, she could not believe that the man in front of her could be as firm as her who note bebe was a cousin and son of the campus owner.

"Mas, please dong! Don't go to the gini."

Aisha stopped speaking formally. He pulled the arm of the cousin who already wanted to open the door.

Husyein stared at Aisyah's hand that was still stuck in her hand.

"What do you want?"

Gaining a sadistic look, Aisyah immediately let go of her hand.

"Mas, that first assignment was too long and needed to research some ancient books, I didn't have time to search for all of them."

The girl revealed the reason why she did not make the task.

"So?"

Husyein tried to investigate.

"May I not finish it once? But I promise, tomorrow will do all the work of the mas."

Aisyah pleaded while giving her V-shaped finger the sign that she meant it.

"Say a strong reason why I should give you some leeway?"

The man crossed his arms in the chest.

"Because I'm your cousin."

Aisyah smiled sweetly.

"Oh, well then I'll ask your mother first"

Husyein again held the doorknob.

Aisyah's forehead shriveled.

"Bag,"

Aisyah pulled the man's hand back.

"What do you want to ask Mom?"

The girl was confused.

"I want to ask if there are any regulations on this campus that give students privileges that have family relationships with lecturers?"

Husyein replied casually.

"Eh, don't don't."

Aisyah panicked, she would have sprayed the mother if the man complained.

"All right, I'll do it. Forget what I said!"

The girl stepped ahead of the cousin, she walked with a heart that was puffing.

"Ih. Is there a cake guy in this world? I don't have any feelings."

It was slow but could still be heard by Husyein.

"Basar spoiled child."

The man shook his head with a faint smile, then continued to step in the opposite direction to Aisyah.

TB

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