Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

45.

The deeper Azka buried her face on Unni's back, inhaling the scent that Unni's body gave.

"What do you want to know, baby? I'll tell you everything, it's just. Don't ever leave my life." There was a tone of sadness in the speech that Azka said.

Unni feels this, she releases Azka's hands from her. Reversing her body so that now they faced each other, Unni saw her husband's face bowed lethargic.

"I don't want anything to be kept secret between us, Hubby. I really don't know anything about you, not even my own brother. What kind of world you do, even I don't recognize my own family." Back Unni shed tears and covered her face with both palms.

The sobbing sound was clearly heard in Azka's ear, finding it. Azka grabbed Unni's body into her arms, tightly hugging the tiny body.

"Stop to take off, sorry. Sorry for bringing you into my life, sorry." to her, where Unni's mind was reminded of one of the events she saw herself at the time.

Slowly, Azka begins to tell her who she really is. Even with the work he currently mastered, he did not miss a single bit to tell. However, the story makes Unni slowly pull herself to escape from Azka's embrace, but Azka still firmly hold it.

"Don't go, I'm sorry, baby. I love you so much." Shouted Azka loudly enough, making Unni who was about to leave become stiff and her body crashed onto the floor.

Not a word came out of those tiny lips, Unni could only sob in her sadness. With this event, Azka really wanted to understand what Unni was feeling.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Azka spoke from where she stood, wanting her to approach Unni. But worried that his wife would be sobbing and injured, now Azka who walked away from Unni. He opened the door of his room and when he was about to close it, he had time to look at Unni who was still sobbing.

"If with all this, you feel sorry. I'm gonna get you out of everything, and. I'm sorry for everything." The door to the room is now tightly closed.

Azka walked into her study, her heart and feelings now so broken. Releasing all the anger inside her, Azka slammed her fist against the wall in her study very hard. Making the back of his fingers and hands hurt and bruised, Azka threw almost all of the items there. Until the situation in the room was completely destroyed, Azka shouted loudly to vent all her frustration.

Azka's heart felt very broken, he did not expect that all this would have a huge impact. If he looks cold and cruel, but not when dealing with a woman who is now his wife.

In a state of chaos, Azka sat leaning against the wall she had hit earlier. His hands met the feet he was bending, without him noticing if he was stripping.

Suddenly, Azka felt something warm embrace her from the side of her body.

"Don't blame yourself like this, hubby. I'm just shocked and I don't know about you yet, I should be apologizing to you."

The voice made Azka open her eyes, finding Unni embracing her from the side. He did not think that his wife would hate him so much.

"Give me time to adjust to all, don't say anything no more." Unni dipped her face.

Azka's hand shook, touching the top of Unni's head and rubbing it gently. Not expecting the woman he thought would hate him, but it turned out to be nothing like what he thought.

"Thank you, baby." The two dissolved in the state they had just experienced.

Receiving a partner that is enough to make him shocked, both from his personal and his other life. Currently, Unni does not want to use her emotions as a solution to the problems they are currently experiencing.

...I'm sorry, hubby. It's too much for me to experience, give me time to understand you. O Rabb, strengthen the servant. This is all You have planned for us, help us to find the best path of every problem....