Little Bride Alvaro

110. Furtive

Dark nights begin to replace the orange tinge on the western horizon, turning the clear sky slowly blackening as the sunlight sinks over the horizon.

Azlina flipped through the campus brochures she got while at school. As per his ideals, he majored in designers at one of the ranks of leading universities. He wanted to contact Alvaro, but seeing none of the calls and messages from the man today made him hesitant to do so.

Is he busy or tired of it? However, a few days did not meet, of course, make him miss. Azlina tried to send a short message to the man, but it was not sent. It seems Alvaro accidentally turned off his phone so Azlina has trouble contacting him.

The woman was lethargic. What a longing that crawled his heart made him even more upset. He missed, but could do nothing. Both of his parents were against getting in touch with Alvaro as long as Mrs Rani refused to accept him as a daughter-in-law and apologized for all the hurtful words that had been thrown.

Azlina's parents just don't want her son to suffer with Alvaro. It is better to live alone, forgetting the man by opening the heart to another love. Living with in-laws who do not like him will actually make his life miserable both born and inner.

Surely both Azlina's parents did not agree and did not accept if her child suffered like that. So deciding that is the only way if Alvaro really wants to fight for Azlina to remain his wife.

Azlina lay down her body on the bed, staring at the screen of the phone containing messages not reaching Alvaro. He again let out a rough sigh, putting the phone on the side of the empty bed. "Sister, where are you?" his mind with eyes stared at the ceiling of the room.

His mood was not good, Azlina chose to close her eyes for a moment to expel the tightness and longing that shackled in the chest. Until when his eyes were almost closed, a faint sound of someone calling him with a knock on his bedroom window.

His eyes open perfectly. There was a fear mixed with horror at the sound of the call along with a knock on that window.

The questions that strike in his head create a self-imposed fear. What if a creepy figure were to appear there with an eerie laughter sound and make himself a nightmare tonight?

No, of course Azlina did not dare to face the figure of such an astral creature alone. He wanted to call his two brothers to see who was bothering him these nights. However, it was done because the voice sounded firmer than the ghostly figure that should have been softer and faint.

Until the fear turned curious because the voice just kept calling out to him. He gulped, immediately got out of his sleep to then take a broom with a firm hold on the handle.

His feet carefully stepped closer to the sound. One hand opens the window hinge, while the other hand prepares with the handle of the broom. As soon as the window opened, Azlina rushed to swing her broom handle, which was finally held back when she realized who was behind the window.

"Sister!" His voice was almost raised, but the person in front of him immediately silenced his mouth using the palm of his hand.

"Sussstt, don't be so loud! Been caught."

Azlina nodded, then silenced her own mouth. There was a sigh from his lips after realizing that knocking on his window at night was not a ghostly figure, but Alvaro.