It Turns out There's Love

81 - WILL YOU NOT EMBRACE ME?

The girl's body was still trembling, holding back any feelings that nearly subverted the defenses of her heart. I don't think he's been able to get a touch of Fariz's lips on his.

Why would Fariz want to do it so fast? That question kept pestering his mind. Just two days into their impromptu husband and wife, Fariz had been trying to touch the forbidden parts on his body. And in the middle of this silent night, the man intended to kiss his lips. This was completely beyond Zafira's expectations. He never thought it would be this fast.

Why is Fariz getting so brave? Perhaps because Zafira showed no rejection, making the man more free to do what his heart wanted. Fariz thought the girl had given him permission to do something warmer, like the love-drunk newlyweds did.

Zafira could not refuse nor scold. Considering Fariz was now her husband, who was to be served as a wife's service to her husband.

What if Zafira doesn't want to do it yet? What's he supposed to do? There was no way he would reject Fariz's wish in such a rude manner. If he wanted to resist, he would at least have to find a way and with a subtle attitude. She wants to take care of the heart of the man, not to offend let alone to hurt her husband. He didn't want that until it happened. It never seemed as though the intention in his heart was to hurt Fariz's feelings. Even when he was friendly, he always tried to be kind and gentle with Fariz. Especially at this time, Fariz is not just a friend to him but has become a husband. Of course, his attitude should be much better than before.

But as smart as Zafira is looking for ways and reasons, trying to avoid Fariz's touch, but not someday. His defense would definitely be broken, because he knew, the man before him never gave up and always looked for a loophole to woo and goal.

Zafira has a wish someday. When he truly has had and confessed love for the man, he will give an inner living and serve Fariz with all his heart to serve him in bed. From Fariz's legacy, he could have guessed that the man already had such a great desire for himself, which could not be contained anymore. Evidently when Fariz was lying on his lap. The look in the man's eyes radiated a deep desire and his hands continued to play showing that his passion was at the end of the line.

This is what makes Zafira more confused. Had to dodge, fearing Fariz was angry and hurt. He has to serve, he is not ready to do so. Dilemmas. That's what happened inside that girl.

Zafira kept turning her brain to find a way to avoid kissing her husband but with a subtle attitude, do not make her angry. Zafira's smart brain works fast. He deliberately coughed in order to stop Fariz's desire.

"Uhuk, uhuk, uhuuuk," Zafira slightly leaned her head back away from Fariz's lips.

Fariz stopped the movement. Spontaneous silent sculpting. His black eyebrows furrowed at the girl in front of him. His desire to kiss Zafira's lips disappeared because Zafira had distanced his head. The man knew, that cough was just the wife's reason for avoiding him.

"Yes, my body must be fragrant. If it stinks, it's a goat! Wonderful, even when sick is still flirtatious.You do not see? I had trouble lifting your body. It was heavy," Zafira grumbled trying to distract Fariz and immediately took off the handrail on the man's shoulder.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to escape the starving male lion. Zafira had seen Fariz's face look turned red because it held a turbulent desire.

Fariz took a rough breath and was forced to forget his intention, because the girl had gotten out of the bed and walked to pick up a plate containing a little rice and seasoned fried chicken on the table.

The girl again sat on the side of the bed, holding the plate in her left hand, the spoon in her right hand.

"Let's eat first. Your stomach must be filled before taking the medicine," Zafira fed her husband with a spoonful of rice and a mouthful of fried chicken.

"But I'm lazy to eat. My stomach isn't hungry" Fariz refused to open his mouth. He felt annoyed at being forced to stop his kiss that almost stuck on the target.

"Fariz, don't argue. Just three spoons. It is not good to take the medicine on an empty stomach. There'll be nothing with your stomach" Zafira persuaded, still thrusting the spoon into her husband's mouth.

"I'm still full. It had already eaten," Fariz responded indifferently. His passion was almost fulfilled but the girl avoiding him made her mood go bad.

"What time was it? Maghrib, seven o'clock. Now you see what time? Two o'clock. Your stomach must be empty again. Just don't argue. Otherwise, I won't take care of you anymore" Zafira put the spoon back on the plate, stopped her service to her husband and was about to move on.

Fariz was surprised to see Zafira's reaction to abandoning him.

"Don't, don't" said Fariz quickly who undo Zafira's intention to lift the body from the side of the bed.

"All right, I'm gonna eat. If you don't take care of me, I can die" the man continued honestly, his countenance overshadowed with anxiety. Anxious if the wife really left him and did not want to take care of him again.

He could not imagine if Zafira had really made his words come true. His life must be ruined to lose that girl. He had spent decades to get the girl. He couldn't afford to lose it. For him, Zafira was his life. Her love. He can't live without Zafira. Whatever the girl ordered and wanted, as much as she could possibly fulfill.

Without being ordered, Fariz immediately opened his mouth.

"Where? I want to eat" he said gaping, full of spirit.

Zafira smiled at Fariz's desire to eat. And his smile grew wider seeing Fariz had opened his mouth to feed on food.

Fariz closed his mouth again.

"Genit? Who is flirtatious? I don't feel that way" the man straightened out Zafira's words, trying to defend himself.

"Oh no flirt? So, what was that?" Zafira stopped putting food in Fariz's mouth because he was still busy arguing.

"So which one? I just wanted to kiss my wife. All my life I've never kissed a girl. Just this time I wanted to do it, it was rejected. I want to kiss the girl I love and it's legal for me, is that wrong? Is that what flirtatious is saying?," Fariz said pierced into the girl's heart.

Zafira. Unable to answer. There was no sentence he could say to break Fariz's words. What Fariz said was all true. He doesn't deserve to be accused of being flirty if he wants to kiss his own wife.

Zafira was still silent digesting all Fariz's words. Behind the silence of the girl, there was a beautiful wave that hit and then swung the feeling of martyrdom in the recesses of the heart. The girl was happy to hear the honesty expressed by her husband. Now she knew that Fariz had never kissed any girl. That means Fariz and himself are the same. Never done lip union with any girl or man.

Without Zafira noticing, her heart was currently blossoming and feeling very happy, as she was the first girl to take Fariz's first kiss. He did not know when he would perform lip union with Fariz, but clearly, he was relieved Fariz's lips had never touched any girl.

Love's. Yes, the girl had fallen in love with her husband. Although she has not realized all, but her heart and mind say, it turns out there is love in her heart for her husband. He could not deny it, if he started to love the man. Zafira continued to smile without realizing that the man in front of her was looking at her confusedly.

"Why are you smiling?,"

Zafira. Waving his eyes trying to throw away his daydream.

"Oh, I-I smiled looking at your hair," Zafira stuttered as she pointed towards Fariz's hair.

"What's wrong with my hair?" the husband immediately combed his hair with five fingers. He didn't want to look me a mess in Zafira's eyes.

"Already, it's neat. You don't have to keep combing it. Let's eat now. Open your mouth," Zafira said, immediately switching the conversation.

Fariz opened his mouth and took a bribe from his wife. The man quickly chewed his food. And it only took a few minutes, he had already finished off three spoons of rice and chicken treats. But Zafira still took another spoon.

"One more spoon yes," Zafira persuaded and asked the husband to spend a little more of the rest of his rice.

"don't want. I've spent three spoons. My stomach is full. Didn't you tell me to eat three spoons? But why add one more spoon?," protested Fariz refused, throwing his face away.

"After a spoonful of this, I promise to give you medicine. But never mind, if you don't want to. I'll just go to the guest room. I'm gonna sleep there. Delicious more freely and not as narrow as here," the beautiful girl was very clever menacing, making her man obey.

Fariz, who had thrown his face away, turned his eyes to Zafira.

"Where's one more spoon? I'm still hungry" Fariz opened his mouth again and Zafira wasted no time. With a smile he fed a spoonful of rice and a chicken treat. The man immediately finished the food in his mouth.

After Zafira finished feeding and giving him medicine, Fariz immediately laid back the body because he wanted to sleep immediately so that the pain in the legs quickly reduced.

Zafira covers Fariz's body. After that he walked to the bathroom, took ablution'.

Fifteen minutes passed, Zafira had finished the tahajjud prayer. The girl went back to bed. He saw Fariz's eyelids still twitching, indicating that the man had not slept.

"Why haven't you slept?" asked Zafira, still in a sitting position observing the man who was sleeping on his back.

"Why still ask? You know, I'm sick too. So it's hard to sleep. Will you not hold me?" the man's question immediately hit the girl's head.

"Huh?" Zafira. His mouth was also gaping to hear Fariz's request that made his chest feel like breaking.

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