Married for Slander

Chapter 51.

Azzam continued to peppered Alana's nape without pause, his hands moved mischievously into his wife's wet clothes, then squeezed Alana's flat stomach and inched up to touch the wife's breasts.

Alana squirms feeling her husband's perverted touch. "Enough Azzam, let me go, please get me out of here!" pinta Alana with her breath choked in her throat, her entire body bristling in enjoying the sensation of being out of the blue.

It is not not that she does not want to, but that Alana cannot serve Azzam under these conditions. She was ashamed, she was afraid of disappointing her husband.

Azzam then fell silent at his wife's request, it seemed like Alana really did not want to be touched by him. Azzam immediately distanced his hands and opted out of the bathtub.

"Azzam, where are you going?" tanya Alana held down the calf of the husband.

"Waiting outside. Take a shower, when you're done, just call!" azzam said in a cold tone.

Alana lowered her head and kept her hands away from Azzam's feet, she grimaced crying over his state. How could she bathe herself, she could not open her pants.

After Azzam left the bathroom, Alana shed tears. He felt like a burden to Azzam. Whether the demon possessed his head, he buried his body until it drowned in the bathtub.

"I'm sorry, Azzam. It's better this way, I don't want to bother you for too long." - Alana closed her eyes.

Half an hour passed, Azzam began to fret because Alana never called him. He started to panic and decided to go into the bathroom.

Degs...

How surprised Azzam when he found Alana's body that had floated in the bathtub. His heart rumbled as fast as lightning struck.

Azzam ran fast and quickly lifted Alana's body from the bathtub. "Al, what are you doing?"

Azzam hurriedly carried Alana into the room, laid her on the bed and scattered to get a towel.

After getting the object, Azzam wiped Alana's face, hair and body. He took off his wet clothes so as not to get cold.

"Darling, open your eyes!" azzam's tears suddenly trickled down looking at his wife's circumstances.

He never thought that Alana would do such a crazy thing. What was his wife thinking?

Then Azzam took off his wet clothes and decided to lie down next to Alana. Azzam covered their bodies with a blanket and held Alana tightly, hoping that her body temperature could warm Alana's already pale body.

"Al, open your eyes! If you're angry, just hit me! Why do you have to do this crazy thing, huh? If you don't like what I did, I promise I won't do it again. I'll never touch you." said Azzam, pecking at his wife's pale face and rubbing her head.

After a few minutes, Alana opened her eyes slowly. Her tears fell as she realized that her body was locked in Azzam's arms.

Upon realizing Alana who had awakened, Azzam quickly wiped his face and kept his distance. "Sorry, I didn't mean to touch you."

Azzam chose to get off the bed and walk into the bathroom. Alana just silently pecked at him with watery eyes.

Inside, Azzam rubbed his face rough then turned on the shower and stood underneath. The splashing of the falling water felt so cold, Azzam's heart froze.

I don't know, Azzam felt like he wanted to get angry and destroy all the tools in the bathroom, but it was impossible to remember Alana who could have been scared later.

Azzam rested his hands on the wall and looked up at the ceiling, letting every drop of water wash away the sadness on his face.

On the mattress there, Alana was stunned as she lifted the blanket that covered her body. He realized that his body was not wearing a single thread.

Alana gasped and breathed a lot of air. What the hell happened to him? Did Azzam do it? But he felt nothing.

Not long after, Azzam came out of the bathroom with his waist wrapped around a towel. He just opened the closet door and put on clothes in a hurry. Then he picked up a shirt and shorts for his wife and walked up to her.

Azzam does not have clothes for Alana, let tonight Alana wear her clothes.

As Azzam approached her, Alana looked terrified as she squeezed the side of the blanket covering her chest area. Azzam knitted his eyebrows together and commented a bitter smile.

"Not to be afraid, I know my limits."

Azzam sat on the side of the bed and helped Alana put on a t-shirt while closing her eyes. After that move to Alana's feet and open the blanket to the knee. Azzam put on Alana's pants and pulled her up while looking the other way.

"Here, now go to sleep!"

Azzam covered Alana's legs and covered her chest so as not to get cold and stood up and walked towards the sofa.

"Azzam.." call Alana in a quivering voice.

Azzam turned around and looked at Alana with teary eyes.

"Where are you going?" lirih Alana with a faint look.

"Not anywhere, I'll sleep on the couch. You just sleep, don't think!"

Azzam resumed his steps and chose to lie on the sofa. It's better that Alana doesn't misunderstand him anymore.

Alana suddenly felt tightness in her chest, she did not understand why all this had to happen to her. He was eager to sleep in Azzam's arms but did not dare to voice it.