My best friend my husband

Chapters 33. Jealous

"Mandi," I said to see Dara stretching her head under the morning sun which had shown at 10 am.

"Sister this is always-"

"I count to three, if you don't want to shower, I carry and bathe you. One, du-"

Brak!

I chuckled as soon as Dara immediately ran inside the room and closed the back door violently.

"All the bathroom doors are free, so I can see you!" I shouted into the house.

"I'll strangle you, Mr. Azlan !" snapped Dara from the room and again I was made to laugh out loud.

While I was preparing breakfast because auntie didn't come in because she was ill. I can't do anything but give her time until her body has fully recovered.

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I've been busy in the kitchen since fifteen minutes ago, telling my subordinates to buy me things like meat, milk, eggs and vegetables. I didn't forget to buy Dara milk and vitamins that were running out.

"Nr ...."

I turned my head as soon as I heard Dara's gentle call, her curly hair wet and tidy, but her two buttons were open. I was tested again this morning.

"Fix the buttons on your shirt, before I fix it," I said, focusing on stirring the dishes at Teflon.

He stumbled and hurriedly buttoned his clothes. I saw his expression and the look on his face behind the microwave.

I poured the cooking in a bowl and put it on the dining table.

"Where did all this come from?"

"I bought it" I replied lightly.

Dara looked at me gawking, but I ignored her by sitting on the chair and giving her a glass of warm water and a glass of chocolate milk.

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After finishing breakfast, Dara and I cleaned the house. Although this is not my job, but I helped him even a little. Slowly slowly sweat from the temple out of my body, it feels tired.

Dara cleaned the floor with a vacum, while I mopped it. We cleaned the whole house right up to the rooftop. Ah, I feel like I'm really sorry about making a house this big.

"Ah, tired." I plopped down on the chair and fanned myself using my hand.

The tet!

Dara looked at me when she heard the home button ring. Are there any guests? Who came without telling me?

Dara walked inside the house while I followed her from behind and stopped at the last step.

Chequek.

"Who?" ask Dara

"I'm Amel."

I set my foot to look at the guest and it turned out to be Aunt Amel. Her appearance was slightly exposed with tight clothes and a mini dress below the knees. It was different when I was single. She doesn't wear a hijab, but she's more secretive than she is now.

"How are you tan?" I walk to him.

"Okay, can I come in?"

We nodded our heads and embraced Adnan to lead him to sit on the sofa.

"Well, where did you get this girl?" ask Aunt Amel on Dara .

What does this woman mean? I thought I looked at him in wonder and changed my expression as mediocre.

"I saw it and fell in love at first sight. So, I married her right away because she was a good woman" I replied, holding Dara's hand to heat her up.

"Ah, is that it? You'll be handsome and well-established. What's wrong with looking for equals."

This time I was really emotional hearing her words that were demeaning to my girl.

Aunt Amel was surprised and the next second he said goodbye because there was a sudden business. Dara looked at me sharply.

"What?"

"What?" askaku.

"So why is that so, the answer?"

"It should be like that." I locked the door of the house and walked towards the television room to relieve my mood and emotions that were on the edge.

Dara gave me a glass of cold water and I gulped it down to the toilet while wiping the tip of my lips which let out the remaining cold water.

"He who?"

I looked at her for a long time making the girl afraid and took off my gaze.

"Part of mom's family. She used to like me, but I think of her as an aunt." I answered his question to make Adnan flabbergasted. Perhaps, this girl was surprised to hear a short story from me.

"I think of her as my family" I said and looked at Dara who lowered her head.

I can breathe with relief this time, I don't think there's anything else I have to cover for Dara

Next day

This morning, I returned to work because I had a few weeks off and now I will be busy with office business with tasks and files that accumulate also meetings.

I went home in a mess and sat on the couch without taking my shoes off. Ah, it feels really tired and exhausting.

"Home home?"

I looked towards the source of the voice I missed so much. The burden that I was carrying myself, slowly began to unravel. The anger that had been overflowing seemed to be watered cold and soft by the girl.

"Do you like that guy?" I asked because I saw Dara being alone with a man in the mall. Dara did ask me for permission, but Alazka took me to lunch at the mall and saw him from a distance.

"Who? Fero?" ask her in a plain tone. Don't know if I growl dislike when I hear the name of the man bre**** it.

I lowered my legs on the floor and turned to look at Dara deeply with a flat gaze.

"Don't mention the man's name in front of me."

Dara just kept quiet while squeezing the end of her shirt and biting her lower lip.

Her face grew redder and the girl again bit her lower lip making the lips become an impingement of guilt.

I touched her lower lip using her thumb making the girl reflexively release the bite from her own lips.

I rubbed his lower lip slowly, the tempo very soft. His lips were already very reddened as he bit him very strongly.

"Don't get bitten, you can hurt him. It's mine," I said.

There seems to be no problem at all with the words coming out of my lips. But, the two looked like they wanted to faint.

I walked to the room leaving him still sculpting. My body was already sticky by sweat and had to be cleaned.

Day

Tonight, I saw Dara cooking with Bi Ima in the kitchen. While I was working on the files that were still stored on my flash disk.

Chequek.

I just silently heard the sound of the door opening without taking my eyes off the computer monitor that was on.

"Eat dinner first."

"Later on." I spoke without looking back and did not hear the sura again.

Before long, I heard the sound of steps approaching towards me and a tray with a glass of milk and a plate of dinner with a seasoning chicken menu and a bowl of sauteed kale.

I smiled at Dara and hugged her waist. I could feel that his body was instantly stiff.

"Did I hurt you?" I looked at him who was surprised. Her expression was so funny that it made me chuckle slowly at her.