LOVE IS A CHOICE

part 10's

It was hard again while her heart still had a brother from her husband.

“ hey why are you crying, hey ra forgive me “ said abil who somehow already in front of zahra even wipe his tears

“ no, I'm wrong at the moment, if abil wants it I willing” said zahra although it feels heavy but he also thought of his mother's words that a wife must obey all orders of her husband if she wants to be diridhoi by allah.swt

“ is not like that I mean, a. I'm just kidding hem” he said who grabbed both my hands

“ don't you deserve it, I'm ready” he said back, honestly zahra doubted his decision but he also did not want to sin let alone refuse her husband's orders even though he said only joking but zahra believes he is a normal man certainly wants it

“ I joked zahra humairah” said a little emphasis so that zahra understood his point

“ no I am ready, if not done now, I do not know until when I am ready to return “ said zahra vibrating looking at Abil who was looking at him

“ are you sure?” tanyanhya in zahra even seemed to hope that what he heard was not true. Zahra nodded though her tears were still as hot as she endured her pain now even though she was doing well in front of her husband.

“ well we should pray first” he said then stood up and entered the bathroom after a few minutes he came out, zahra immediately stood up and passed abil just like that and headed to the bathroom for abudhu. Then they did two prayers and then they did what they wanted.

In the morning these two human beings are still asleep when it is 9 am, the ringing of the phone is heard and then wake abil from his sleep, he saw in front of him a man who had become his wife was so beautiful with pliable eyelashes, small nose sharp and thin lips accompanied by white skin really perfect according to Abil he did not stop smiling even forget the sound of the phone

“ arghh..” zahra wriggling and even now hugging abil tightly as if comfortable with it

“ hush..hush my little wife sleeps again huh?” abil said as he chuckled his hand gently stroked his hair up to his wife's back

“ who tried to disturb the morning” upset abil then the other hand grabbed the phone in front of him “ halo” said abil upset

“ woles bro, I'm under nih loh down now”

“ wait an hour” abil answered him coldly

"Your friend has arrived?” asked zahra who sleep memeng interrupted with the conversation earlier even though Abil had spoken quite slowly earlier

“ sorry, you can sleep back” said Abil who looked at the woman in front of him now even in his arms

“ no, we must immediately until” said zahra who now began to release his hands from the waist abil and of course abil also directly embrace tightly the waist of the woman so as not to move

“ this brother has almost noon release ya” said zahra whining and in the eyes of abil it is very funny even without aba aba directly kissed the lips zahra and spontaneous zahra silent with only eyes rounded in shock

“ ish I'm getting anxious, hem how about we repeat it ?” ask her while teasingly raising her eyebrows

“ is good, no I just took a nap and now you want to make me tired again, move aside” annoyed zahra while kicking hard abil legs until the man spontaneously took off his embrace on the zahra and of course this is a good opportunity for zahra loose but just wanted to walk

“ ouch.. “ ucaap zahra who immediately fell on the floor because his feet were so limp , heard that abil immediately stood up and approached kezahra

“ why?” ask her with a worried tone

“ the limp feet and hem..” zahra hesitate to say it

“ what?” said Abil who is now looking at him more seriously, zahra just looked down embarrassed because there is no way he said something intimate now and Abil who saw it understood

“ still hurts?” she asked with a smile and Zahra nodded in embarrassment

“ I'm carrying, do not protest all shower with” he said that now is right in doing but not just bathing but the thing that should be done by a couple and when they go out of the room and are in the zahra lift continues just pursed his lips annoyed

“ don't get mad zahra humairah my beautiful little wife”