Forced to Marry Brutal Principal

Eps 42's

Today Zahra and Faiz will leave for Paris for a vacation. Zahra was very excited about their departure. Before leaving, Zahra fan Faiz had breakfast with Adrian and Rahayu and Mang Uddin and Fatimah.

At breakfast all eyes were on Zahra, there was something different about Zahra, maybe in this one month Zahra's appetite increased, And this time it was clearly visible in the way Zahra was eating so voraciously and with a lot of portions.

"Why does everyone see me like that...???"Zahra asked in astonishment as all the eyes in the dining room were on her.

"It's okay, dear ..." Rahayu replied slowly, she did not want her daughter-in-law to feel bad about their gaze earlier.

"Ara is also confused. Lately Ara wants her to eat constantly.and the innards are always hungry.maybe because Ara is very happy when Ara's appetite increases..." zahra said giving an excuse with a strange attitude that is eating more and more.

"Nothing son.who sucks you healthy and always happy.." added Adtian who is happy to see Zahra is now starting to happily live with Faiz.

Her marriage was so sweet that her son loved Zahra as his wife.

"Don't Zahra be pregnant." muttered Fatimah in the heart. He feels Zahra's appetite is affected by the fetus growing in Zahra's womb.

Faiz's departure was in sight, Because Zahra seemed to be in good health without any health problems experienced by Zahra, no one thought that Zahra was pregnant and took the initiative to check the content of Zahra.

"Ma..pa...buk..pak..kami left first.." Faiz said to both his parents and in-laws.

Faiz greeted them one by one, followed by Zahra.

"Be careful, dear.jaga Zahra is fine." Rahayu's message to her son before leaving.

"Yes ma.." Faiz replied.

Zahra and Faiz got into the car, they just let go Zahra and Faiz from home, the family driver who drove the couple to the airport.

In the car, Zahra splashed her head against the chest of her husband's field. In addition to Zahra's increased sense of spoiled nature Zahra on Faiz was not as usual.

Faiz simply enjoys the spoiled nature of Zahra, with Zahra's spoiled attitude giving Faiz the opportunity to show his affection for his wife.

Faiz gently stroked Zahra's head wrapped in her hijab. Zahra also wrapped her hands around her husband's burly body making them feel each other's heartbeat.

After the airport, they immediately check in and wait for the flight in the waiting room. All departure administrations have been in Faiz's place a week before leaving.

"Mas...Ara hungry.." whine Zahra for feeling her stomach ask in the contents.

"Hungry???" Faiz was astonished to see his wife. Just let Zahra have breakfast with a lot of portions now she still feels hungry.

"Yes mas...Ara wants to eat." replied the spoiled Zahra.

"Yes have been waiting here yes.mas buy food first yes.." said Faiz and left Zahra sitting alone.

Before long Faiz brought some food for Zahra, Faiz deliberately bought some bread for backup on the plane later so that he did not confuse to find food for Zahra later.

"Not a lot of gold..."Zahra asked who saw Faiz carrying a lot of food.

"Untyk backup.later if on the plane you are hungry again and want to find where.." Faiz explained to his wife.

"Owh.iya also yes.makasih ya mas.." said Zahra while grinning shyly.

"Make you a mas will do anything." Faiz said, touching Zahra's nose.

"Yee..gombal.." said Zahra.

"Once I'm romp same you're okay, right...? " Faiz

"Mas can do it..." Zahras.

The sound of a departure call to Paris was heard from the speaker anouncement.

"There's a call.yuk we're in..." Take Faiz while holding Zahra's hand, some passengers step into the plane.

Zahra can only follow Faiz's steps because she has never been on a plane. Never mind getting on a plane, to get in a car can still be counted how many times.

On the plane, Zahra was sitting next to a window, Faiz helping Zahra with her seatbelt and other tools.

After all of them were installed, Zahra clasped Faiz's hand. He was nervous about this trip.

Faiz, who understood Zahra's nervousness, threw Zahra's head on her shoulder to let Zahra relax and her nervousness disappear.

Zahra nodded in understanding, She felt comfortable with the attention given by Faiz so she fell asleep before the plane took off.

Along the way Faiz looked at his wife's shady face. Faiz was happy that Zahra's one wish had come true.

The Flash Back On...

After Faiz finished getting Zahra's paper airplane, Faiz took Zahra home.

"Why is Ara playing on her own plane???" Faiz asked filled the void of their journey.

"Lagian mas Faiz does not want to accompany Ara.." replied Zahra spoiled.

"don't accompany Ara to play the plane, accompany Ara to the plane and want to." Faiz replied.

"Just the truth...???Ara wants a walk to Paris mas.." whinek zahra.

"Iya Ra..Suatu day I will take Ara for a walk to Paris.." said Faiz made Zahra yell cheerfully.

"Horeeee.." cried Zahra happily.

Flash back Off...

Faiz smiled, finally Faiz can realize Zahra's desire in his childhood.

Although many things happened between them, Faiz's love for Zahra never faded.

Although there was a misunderstanding between them, but now love has blossomed between them.

*****

17 Hours drive Finally they arrived in the city of Paris, Faiz woke up Zahra who was still sleeping soundly, Throughout the trip Zahra just a lot of sleep even though in between with eating and snacking. After eating, Zahra went straight back to sleep.

Zahra seemed comfortable sleeping on Faiz's shoulders.

"Ra..wake up.we've reached my dear..." Faiz woke Zahra up slowly.

Zahra opened her eyes, and took half of her life, which was still in her subconscious.

"Mhm...we are where is Mas...??" Zahra asked Faiz.

"We have arrived in Paris." Faiz replied.

"REally...????" Zahra was about to stand up but her body was still attached to a seatbelt.

"Prophey dear." said Faiz chuckling, who was funny with Zahra's childlike demeanor.

Faiz opened a seatbelt that still binds his wife's body.

After they finished opening his seatbelt, they got off the plane. And for the first time for Zahra to breathe the air of Paris.

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