LOVE FOR IZZA

Doctor of Love

Today Arlan deliberately went home at noon . He wants to give his wife vitamins. Seeing his wife a little pale yesterday made him worried and also he had a certain max, wanted his wife to get pregnant soon.

With a smile broadening. Arlan drives Deki's motorcycle through the streets. The boy was riding up the mountain, so his motorbike was idle at home.

Arriving at home, the atmosphere was a little quiet.No Izza who welcomed him, Mother or mbok Mirah.

"Where is everyone.. " The clock is at 12. 45 .

It's lunch time.

Arlan stepped in. Just going up the stairs, he heard a noise beside the house. Near the pool and Gazebo .

Curious, he approached.

His mother's voice was shrill.

"Who else got angry with mom.. "

He opened the kitchen connecting door to the outside of the side.

There, he was astonished to see his wife standing on the upper stairs wiping the inside of the roof of the Gazebo. While his mother under nagging, rebuking and cursing.

Breath chopped. Face heated. So this is what really happened.

"Pocket.you megawe koyo snail. catfish. I don't think it's in the feeding.. !"

"This time you lap the stairs above. You haven't wiped it today, have you. ? Don't be spoiled and complain to Arlan... !" Shouted mother.

"Mother... !!!"

Izza dropped the cloth he was holding when he heard Arlan's thunderous voice.

Lastri's mother immediately paled, when she turned around to see the red face of her son.

"Arlan. You're home, son.. " Sumringah she approached her son.

Izza slowly descended from above and Arlan walked quickly towards him. Ignoring the approaching mother greeted him.

2 Stairs before touching the floor. Arlan grabbed Izza's body holding her over her shoulder.

"Arlan.. descend me.. " Izza was shocked until he almost stumbled down the stairs.

Without ba bi bu Arlan breezed in carrying Izza to the room. Ignoring the mother's call tailing behind her.

Izza was sitting on the edge of the bed. Arlan took off the hijab she was wearing. Then go into the bathroom, bring a towel half wet.

Patently he wiped the sweat on his wife's forehead. Cleaning cheeks. Even the neck is also the hands.

Izza was silent neither struggling nor resisting. Arlan was in an angry mode but held him back. Seen from his neck veins stiffened, his face also looks pias.

"Have you eaten.. ?" ask after it is finished .

"Not yet." Izza lirih.

Arlan wakes up to get out, leaving Izza in the room.

In the dining room, Lastri looked paced. His heart was not calm, he was so afraid that Izza told Arlan the truth.

"Alright if he dares to ngadu .". " clenched his hands and growled himself.

"Why did Arlan come home in the afternoon, usually in the afternoon.."

Arlan went down to the dining table. Stop for a moment looking at her mother who was also looking at her .

"b... Mother.this is not as you think. "persuade Lastri to clarify.

"Your own wife will take the stairs to clean the gazebo. I told you there is Udin who comes once a month all draining the pool.. "

Arlan was silent, it felt so disappointed to see the mother he loved could not love his wife.

She also lies, unwilling to admit her mistake. He was so ashamed of Izza.

"Mom.. Izza my wife now. Mother's son also.What if his parents know about everything that mother did to him. They certainly don't accept it.

I as her husband felt like a failure, unable to take good care of her like my promise to Papa Fahat.. "

Lastri let out a long sigh, realizing that Arlan had also heard what he said earlier to Izza. But his side of his heart did want Izza not to feel at home and leave Arlan.

Arlan stepped slowly towards the table taking food and drink for him and Izza.

Lastri was still silent and haughty not to admit his mistake.

"Mom.. Izza. L loved her.. I love him more than my life. I don't want to be disobedient to mom. Please, our blessing. Treat her as well as you treat your other mother's daughter-in-law.."

The inflamed pastri heard Arlan's words.

"Are your eyes blind Ar.. ?

You defend her more than mom ? Prefer to choose it that way.?

How perfect is the widow to make you her love slave..! " Cynically.

"From the time I didn't like it, I liked Syifa. How she wants to treat him well. He just doesn't treat my mom well. He doesn't respect your mother..! " wouldering.

Arlan passed towards the stairs. He was arguing with his mother. The same end.

"Arlan's... Arlan... ! We're not done talking..!" Shouted mom with a waist.

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Arlan arrives at the room, where Izza is playing his phone.

"Eat yuk, I bring you something to eat. Then you take vitamins.. "

Izza took over the plate from Arlan.

"I ate by myself, have you eaten.. ?"

"Udah.. " Arlan stroked his wife's hair while bitterly smiling. His heart felt guilty for his mother's treatment. His hunger is also gone since seeing his wife as in a child threshed by his mother.

Izza who was starting to bribe felt uncomfortable with Arlan's gaze on her.

"Why haven't you ever told Za.. ?"

"I'm fine Ar. " smiled, revealing his white teeth trying to cover the wound.

"Ohh yes, I want to buy souvenirs before I go home. Can.. ?"

"Of course you can, it will run out Asyar yes, let it not be hot.. "

Izza nodded, continuing his meal. With Arlan accompanying him. Arlan even prepared Vitamins for her.

"Do I need to drink this, what medicine this is.." Izza asked when she finished eating and offered medicine.

"Do you want to know what this drug is.. ?"

"Hey.." Izza is curious.

"It's medicine let you love and love me more.. " The seductive smile that made Izza just frowned.

"There's a drug like that, weird.. " Swallowing those 3 pills at once.

"Some, did you forget your husband was a doctor. Doctor Love for Izza.. " One warm kiss landed on Izza's smooth cheek. Arlan smiled satisfied to see Izza glaring. For her it is so beautiful and adorable.

"You know baby, you're more beautiful and make me fall in love with every pair of your fierce fashion.. "

Izza just rolled his eyes puffed.

"Wis sekarep you.. "

Arlan embraces his wife's loin. He peeked at the woman many times.

She knew Izza had to accept this marriage because of her parents.

But seeing Izza who can accept it and not reject it, Izza hopes to melt and love her someday.

What else in their marriage, also goes like husband and wife in general.

Is Izza going to melt.. ?

Let's see it later..