
After making sure his heart was fine, Zaki immediately searched his clothes again, and took ablution elsewhere because the bathroom was being used by Zahra.
Zahra who had finished her bath immediately put on her towel, but she seemed to have forgotten something.
"Where's my shirt? I had that feeling!" muttering while watching the clothes hanger beside him, he found nothing but a small towel that folded neatly.
"Ohhhh, I forgot again!?" he muttered again while hitting his head.
"Shall I go out like this?" Zahra looked at her reflection in the mirror, she looked sexy with a towel wrapped around her body, "Can be more perverted!"
Zahra shuddered in horror but flashed across her lips there was a smile, a smile,
"But it's also already married, like if people marry in a hotel, gapain huh!?" Zahra immediately shook her head quickly and covered her own face feeling embarrassed by what she was thinking.
"No, no! I'm still in school, what if I get pregnant?"
"But if a kiss just like it will not make you pregnant, we will have kissed at that time, even if only cheeks!"
"But if it's lips?" he said while holding his lips that occasionally without him biting the bottom, suddenly imagining it had succeeded in making Zahra sweat cold.
Zahra continued to monologue herself in the bathroom, until she forgot she had been in the bathroom for almost an hour.
Ustad Zaki who initially wanted to wait for Zahra to pray both jama'ah isya' prayer, finally he paused because Zahra did not come out.
Ustad Zaki folded back his alphabet, as did the holster he wore. He put it on the sofa as well as the peci he just took off.
His gaze was immediately directed toward the bathroom, the door was not open, either,
"Why not come out yet? Is there a problem?"
Ustad Zaki rushed to the door, and the back of his hand knocked on the closed door,
Tok tok tok tok
"Daddy, why haven't you come out yet? It's been an hour, you ain't pa pa?" he was so worried, he was worried that something would happen that he did not want in the bathroom.
Zahra who realized that she had spent a lot of time in the bathroom just to think about perverted things.soon hit her own head.
"Stupid!?" he murmured slowly but he did not answer until the call was repeated.
"Dad!?"
"Ahhh, yes! Just stop!" yelled Zahra then. She will not let her husband break the door because of her. But he was also confused, he couldn't possibly come out in such a state.
"I have to what now? What if mas ustad instantly lust look at me like a gini?" mumbling slowly.
"Dec, if you don't go out, break down the door!"
Yes ..., Zahra was sure her husband would do that.
Basic no patience ...
"Don't" Zahra shouted, "i'm out!" Zahra quickly came to the door and opened it but only slightly so that she just pulled out her head.
"I'm out!" he said and Ustad Zaki retreated his steps until they were far from the bathroom door.
But seeing his wife's behavior like that made Zaki's uncle frown, "Why didn't he come out?"
"I forgot to bring clothes" said Zahra with a sad face, "can you please not bring clothes?"
A faint smile came out from Zaki's lips by turning his face away from Zahra so that his wife would not see his smile,
"Hmmm, ummm!" ustad Zaki slightly cleared his throat to normalize his voice and looked back at his wife,
"Such cooking is a way to ask for help?"
"How is Trus?" ask her so innocently.
"Well, what is it!?" ustad Zaki instead folded his hands in front of his chest, reluctant to move from his place.
"I usually do that when I ask for help!" Zahra was getting confused,
The feeling I asked him to have with polite language, still not polite also apparently .., inner Zahra while looking for words that the husband thinks are polite in use.
"Well, for example!" said Ustad Zaki while leaning his cheek towards Zahra while tapping his cheek with his own fingertip.
"Why the cheek of ustad?" zahra touched the cheek but there was nothing, "There's nothing like that!"
Not sensitive ..., inner ustad Zaki is upset.
Hmhhh ....
He sighed, he had to be super patient because he married a schoolboy,
"Well, wait there, get some clothes!" finally giving up too, how else would Zahra still a schoolboy despite the status of a wife.
Ustad Zaki immediately got out of his place and took Zahra's clothes.
"It!" he said as he held out Zahra's shirt without a smile or frills as friendly as ever,
Still angry, or angry again for something else? You angry prick, lash out, inner Zahra.
Zahra quickly picked it up and closed the bathroom door again.
"She's why again, I'm not making a mistake!" muttered Zahra while wearing one by one her clothes, "Lately it's been easy to get upset."
After finishing wearing clothes, Zahra immediately came out of the bathroom, she saw her husband was sitting on the sofa while watching television.
Zahra immediately approached her husband and sat down next to him,
"Mas Ustad is angry again huh?" zahra asked after she sat down.
Instead of answering, Zaki was busy looking for something in the bag, a small bag he took out, apparently containing about Zahra's personal equipment, combs, body lotion, serum, moisturizer, powder, and so on, skin care and so on.
"Who's it?" zahra asked a little suspiciously, because indeed all this time he had never worn all that except body lotion and moisturizer.
"Have you!"
When did I buy it? zahra's mind, but not yet finished with his confusion suddenly Zaki's ustad twisted Zahra's body to sit back to Zaki's ustad, Zaki's hands so deftly began to comb Zahra's hair.
"If you have a bath, you should have your hair in a comb, so it's neater!" said Ustad Zaki so gently combed Zahra's hair, even he held the base of the hair when he felt something stuck and made sure Zahra was not in pain because of his comb.
Geez, why is he so gentle .., Zahra was stunned for him.
"Let me alone, I can be alone!" said Zahra who wanted to take a comb from the hands of Zaki but immediately prevented, ustad Zaki holding the hand of Zahra that had stretched out backwards.
"I can too!"
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