Husband Perfectionist

Lady Xavier

"Godgod.."

Nara blinked her eyes, adjusting the light coming into her retina.

Chamber.

Nara was sure this was the room when she saw the dressing table and also the bathroom. And also he who was asleep in bed.

Since when was he in the room?

Nara woke up sitting down, then the door to the room suddenly opened making her jerk in shock.

"Away awake?" ask Zayn.

Yes, Nara blinked her eyes repeatedly to be sure.

The man was really Zayn, yes he was standing at the door staring at him with a cold gaze.

"Hey, why shut up? you haven't woken up from your sleep?" ask Zayn again.

Nara blinked, "I've woken up." she replied.

Honestly Nara was confused why Zayn could be here and she remembered yesterday crying in the family room, crying for her solitude.

"Then you take a shower and change your clothes so quickly, you're still wearing a dress since yesterday" Zayn said.

"If you're done, meet me at the dinner table. Don't take too long a bath, and don't soak."

Nara frowned, what is this? did Nara do something wrong? thought.

"I don't have much time to wait for you" he continued and immediately closed the door.

Wait Nara is still dazed now, why Zayn can be here and himself who sleeps in bed.

"I remember yesterday falling asleep on the couch." he muttered.

"Hurry here!!" zayn shouted from outside.

Nara flinched, she immediately lifted her dress and went inside the bathroom. Really, when entering into his eyes immediately fixed to the bath up.

Nara wants to soak now...

But Zayn said that he destroyed his desire, took a quick shower and did not soak. Nara also chose to shower under the shower, cold water makes her body feel tired immediately fresh.

If people take a warm bath when tired to stretch stiff muscles, then Nara will take a cold shower to refresh her body.

It took only five minutes for Nara to bathe and clean her body in the bathroom, she came out and changed her clothes in a soft pink dress with my one hand and also 5 cm long above the knee.

He doesn't have his old clothes here. There aren't.

Nara believes Zayn must have thrown it away, but she better ask first.

Chequelek

Nara came out of the room, Zayn was sitting while sipping his coffee at the dining table, his gaze completely unshakeable from his phone when Nara arrived.

"Sit down" he said briefly.

Nara sat down in front of Zayn, and the man handed Nara a plate of sandwiches.

"I'm making it at home because there's no groceries here."

"Forku?" nara asked in surprise.

"Yes for you. There's no way I'm gonna let you starve."

The corner of Nara's lips lifted slightly, Zayn showed his attention to her?

The first bite managed to get into her mouth, Nara widened in shock with the taste of the sandwich made by Zayn.

Very yummy.

"It turns out he's good at making sandwiches." Nara's inner.

"Your eyes look swollen, did you cry last night?" ask Zayn suddenly.

Nara looked up at her husband, ah yes they were married yesterday.

Husband...

"N-no."

"Lied!" inner Zayn.

Zayn was silent considering what happened yesterday.

Without ringing the bell, Zayn immediately entered the password and opened the door.

"Hiks. hiks.."

Zayn frowned at the sound of crying from afar, he walked over and when he saw Nara's back he stopped and was silent.

Nara, the woman he had just married Iru cried on the first night of their marriage.

"What is he crying about?" inner Zayn until finally he heard Nara mention his father and mother and said if he returned alone.

Zayn hides behind a wall, sitting there alone waiting for Nara to stop crying.

For an hour, Nara's crying voice was no longer heard. Zayn wondered what Nara was doing, peeking at her.

His wife fell asleep leaning on the sofa, half her body covered in a dress on the floor.

Fearing that Nara would catch a cold and catch a cold, Zayn finally carried her into the room after wrestling with her own thoughts and fears.

"really?" tanya Zayn and is taken in by Nara.

Zayn kept quiet again, taking a sip of his own coffee which he brought from his apartment here.

Nara looked at Zayn doubtfully, there were two things she wanted to ask. As for whether Zayn had brought her into the room, it was likely so.

"What's wrong? there seems to be something you want to ask." asked Zayn, although his eyes were busy staring at the screen of his phone but he could tell clearly what Nara was doing.

"Ahh. that."

"Tell me."

"I want to ask, where are my other clothes? there was only a dress inside." asked Nara.

Zayn took another sip of his coffee and glanced at Nara within a second after which he looked back at his phone.

"Cash, you don't need it anymore. You already have unlimited atm cards to shop, so use them to buy clothes at the mall" he said.

"Ah. so he threw it away because I could already buy a new one with his card." Nara's inner.

Nara nodded in understanding, already let it yield for this time. There is no harm in buying new clothes even though he loves his old clothes.

Nara looked at Zayn doubtfully, the last question. How do I ask?

"Is there anything else you want to ask? don't look at me like that, my coffee's so bland" Zayn said.

Nara immediately swallowed her own saliva and drank her coffee, she looked the other way.

"Tell me if there's something you want to ask, you can get a headache if you keep holding it" Zayn said.

Her husband still looks relaxed, sitting while reading something on his phone, Nara does not know.

Zayn raised his coffee cup again, only a little more.

"Ekhem. I remember last night I fell asleep on the couch, was it possible that you came back last night and took me to my room?" tanyakanya.

The cup of coffee that almost touched Zayn's lips stopped immediately, but Zayn cleverly hid his own expression and immediately sipped his coffee.

"No." she answered briefly.

Nara immediately sighed, "Not him, then how did I get into the room?" thought.

"Maybe you skipped last night, but why did you ask? weren't you in the room last night?" ask Zayn.

Pretending not to know.

"I fell asleep in front of the tv, emm. I watched tv until late at night and fell asleep there" he said.

Zayn's lips pulled a little, he put his coffee cup on the table and kept his own phone.

"I'm going to work now" said he then stood up and tidied up his shirt.

Nara stood up and looked at Zayn, the man pulled the keys out of his pants pocket and put them on the table.

"I think you need it to go out. You can drive a car, right?" ask Zayn.

Nara nodded, of course she could. He was once a private driver of a fashion designer and was fired for his beautiful face that almost made his boss girlfriend turn away.

"Good, use this to get out. BMW 520i M Sport car mediterranean blue in parking area A" he said.

Bmw.inner Nara.

"Oh my god I drive an expensive car?"

"Love it's like madam xavier, you deserve it all" Zayn said, walking away.