Husband Perfectionist

Start with touch

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"What if I'm the only one in your therapy?" nara's question made Zayn surprised.

"You mean?" tanyanya did not understand.

Of course Zayn did not understand, how can a woman be a method of therapy? this is Nara, his wife.

Only wife.

Nara also seemed to think, she seemed confused to have to explain how to Zayn so that her husband did not misunderstand.

"I mean this way, em. You said I'm the only one who can get close like this to you, right?" tanyakanya.

Zayn nodded, yes of course because they were married.

"You didn't like touching or being close to me. You always called me germs and bacteria. But gradually you can get used to me after a few times trying to touch."

"Then?" ask Zayn.

"I want to help you get back to living normally, if you're willing I'll help you heal."

"Start with a light touch, and try to blend in with others."

Zayn was silent.

Nara also kept quiet, confused by herself who gave this offer.

It's stupid to think.

Zayn himself seemed to think, a dozen years of him living trapped with his own fear, his own trauma.

Living normal again?

Free to do anything without exception?

No longer thinking about germs in detail?

"You ask." said Zayn.

Nara looked at Zayn waiting for the words that the man was about to say.

"I want to go back to living normally. I never thought about it."

Hah, Nara sighed. Yes doctor, you answered earlier.

You rejected my proposal.

"I don't expect to get well either, you know? a dozen years of living like this won't be easy to erase all my habits."

"My doctor knows that, but what if we try?"

Zayn looked at Nara, looking at the woman in front of him, who was his wife...

Seems sincere to him.

Did Nara really want to help me? thought Zayn.

Zayn only doubted Nara would behave like other women, she was still traumatized.

"If you doubt me, don't worry I won't break your trust. I can help you believe me."

"Yes, even though I'm just an ordinary girl." she continued.

Zayn paused for a moment, then smiled.

"All right, I want to. You can try to heal" he said.

Nara looked directly at Zayn in disbelief, that easy? thought.

Zayn refused and continued to reason.

"You sure?" ask Nara.

Zayn clucked, "Why? you're the one who's not sure you can cure me now?" tanyakanya.

Nara shook her head.

"No, no. It's not that."

Zayn sighed staring at the clock on the wall. It was time to get up and get ready to go back to work.

"Here you go, you can go back to sleep or go home now. I need to get ready for work again" Zayn said.

Nara immediately nodded, "You're going to work now? alright." okay."

Nara immediately stood up and retreated about to come out but Zayn had already held onto his little finger, holding him back to stay there.

"You said it started with a small touch" Zayn said.

Nara blinked her eyes and looked at her own little finger held by Zayn.

Why is his heart beating?

"You're going home tomorrow?" ask Nara.

Zayn nodded, "There's a lot of work that I have to take care of, and there's also an important meeting with the entire hospital's higher-ups again."

"Is it that important until you can't go home?" tanyakanya.

Ah Nara why are you asking...

Zayn raised his eyebrows, "Why are you acting like a wife now? you miss me if you're not in the apartment?" tanyakanya.

"Or do you want to welcome me to your apartment? hem?" continued.

Nara immediately clumsily, why am I asking like that she thought.

"N-no."

Zayn smiled his smile, got up and took a glass containing tea that had been brought by Nara, had not had time to drink by him.

"All right, I'll be home tonight. Wait for me in your apartment and make sure everything is clean" he said and immediately sauntered ahead of Nara.

"Ck ck ck. surely he likes me." murmured Zayn.

Nara blinked her eyes repeatedly and then turned to look at Zayn's back which went into the bathroom.

"God.he really is..."

"Unexpected." murmured Nara.

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In the evening Nara finished cleaning her apartment according to Zayn's request.

Nara herself is also confused as to why she did it and whether Zayn will actually come home and come to her apartment.

"But what's he here for?" mummified Nara.

Nara put the food she had made on the table and sat there, staring at the food she had made for two portions.

"Did she think I wanted her to come here?" mumbling again.

Nara shook her head, "No, no way. Who wants to be with him." apparently.

But seeing her own cooking made Nara cluck in annoyance, "Aishh! I even cooked food for him." - grunts grimly.

"You cook for me?"

Nara immediately gasped in shock and looked forward, her eyes widening in shock when she saw Zayn was right in front of her with a fresh and fresh face.

And..

Zayn was also dressed neatly, using a shirt whose arms were rolled up to the elbows and also pants mere feet material.

Oh christ!

If she wasn't a janitor, Nara would have fallen in love with her.

"Why are you silent? surprised I'm suddenly here?" tanyakanya.

Zayn pulled up the chair in front of Nara and sat there straight away. Nara herself could only be silent.

Shut up, don't know what to say.

Zayn, who felt that Nara was silent, looked at her, "Why are you silent? you should have welcomed your husband back to work." Zayn said.

"Me-welcome?"

"Yes, don't you cook for me? then you're ready to welcome my return."

See, he's the rough-mouthed, over-confident doctor Nara once met.

"Too confident." murmured Nara softly.

But as usual, Zayn can still hear as little as the murmur coming out of Nara's lips.

"Yes, I'm confident, and it should be." she replied casually.

Nara took a deep breath, patient.

"Why? are you upset with me?" ask Zayn.

"Yes doctor, you piss me off" she replied.

Zayn smiled, does he want to play as a good husband and wife? thought.

Zayn confirmed his sitting position, then looked at Nara with his usual flat gaze.

"Alright, I understand" said Zayn who immediately invited a question from Nara.

"Understand what?" tanyakanya.

"You want me to act like your husband outside the Sanakan? who kissed his wife as soon as he came home or hugged her, said sweet and romantic words."

Nara immediately looked at the lazy Zayn.

"So tell me, where do you want me to kiss? cheek? lips? or... the others?" ask Zayn.