My best friend my husband

Chaptre 46. Don't Silence Me

Azlan opened his refrigerator, picked up snacks and some non-alcoholic drinks. It serves for Dara so that she feels at home for a long time here.

"Sister work first. Here there is a WiFi network, Saranghae passwor," Azlan said.

Dara opened the canned drink and opened the snack. He began to explore the world of the internet.

His mind goes back to the miscarriage case. He read the article. His eyes were a little bully when he got the article that 'Women who miscarried, most likely will be difficult to get offspring.'

Dara looked at Azlan who was busy in front of the computer screen. His long fingers danced over the keyboard. His eyes focused on the monitor screen and the files in front of him.

There was a haru feeling, when he remembered how happy Azlan was pregnant with their baby.

In the past, Azlan did not allow himself to starve, because he was very worried about his condition and the future baby in his womb.

He really misses the movement of the fetus in his stomach. There was a sense of its own when Azlan treated him so well.

No, not during pregnancy. But early he married and until now Azlan never changed against him.

Dara folded her phone and switched to eating snacks. Sometimes he also stood up to feel the morning sunlight that broke through the window of the room.

Azlan was a little happy because Dara was willing to accept his invitation to the office.

"Do you want a honeymoon to Korea? We have not had time to go to Jeju Island to see the suspension and Mount Achasan to see the sunrise. How's it?" bargain Azlan.

Dara was silent, closing her eyes. His brain again recalled the words Kang Yuri had described himself as a usurper.

Azlan sighed harshly and returned to doing his activities.

At 12:00. WIB, Azlan came out of the office to order a rice box from his canteen. While Dara finished the brown bread Azlan made for her.

The canteen

Arriving at the cafeteria, Azlan ordered a rice box and picked up a few bottles of isotonic drinks, yogurt and fizzy canned drinks.

Azlan paid for it and took the food to his room.

***

"Hi" he entered his room. He put the bag on the table and took out everything he had bought.

"Come, eaten. Do you want to go home or are you here?" tanya Azlan opened the rice box and gave it to Dara.

"Here it is."

A moment Azlan's smile was blotted out. He rubbed Dara's head wrapped in hijab with love and kissed her cheek.

"Don't keep living on brother."

They start to enjoy lunch, Dara opens a bottle of chocolate-flavored yogurt. Gulp it slowly and go back to finishing the box rice.

***

After it runs out, Dar throws the leftovers and some empty bottles into the trash.

Dar was holding his stomach, something had to be removed from his body.

"Where's the toilet, brother?" asked Dara who was standing while walking on the spot.

"You what?" ask Azlan back. He did not know what his wife was feeling.

"Thin."

Instantly his attention was distracted. Azlan pointed to the left. Dara who saw a door in the corner of the room immediately ran.

Dara was a little flabbergasted to see a bed and nightstand here. He saw the door again, and it was the toilet. There is a room covered in frosted glass and a shower.

But there is no bath up. Just take the toilet seat.

***

When she finished, Dara came back out of the toilet.

"If you're sapped, just sleep."

He followed Azlan's words and chose to lay his tired body sitting all day without closing the door.

Dara pulled a blanket with a picture of Real Madrid. It looks funny, because this room is like the room of an unmarried man.

***

Azlan stepped his feet to see Dara's condition.

The woman was asleep, her mouth and nose covered by a blanket. That's one of Dara's habits. He can only sleep when his head is covered by a blanket. But, he was afraid of the dark.

Azlan let Dara rest her body. He closed the door and laid his body on the sofa.

Today is 3pm. There were a few hours to rest before they finally returned home.

***

Dara woke up from her nap and stared at the window and saw the orange sky.

He opened the door to his room and found Azlan lying on the sofa with his left arm stuck to his forehead.

His coat and shoes had not yet been removed from his body. Was he so tired that the suit and shoes were still attached? Thought Dara.

Dara opened the refrigerator next to her and opened the freezer. He took a bowl of ice cream and took a spoon over the refrigerator.

While tasting the ice cream, he sat across from Azlan lying down.

His stomach was very hungry, in the refrigerator there was only a light snack and made him unable to be full.

So, he decided to eat the ice cream.

***

Azlan awoke when he heard the sound of someone eating.

His eyelids opened and found Dara sitting behind him.

He stared at the screen of his phone, occasionally feeding his mouth with ice cream.

"You hungry?"

Dara was shocked to hear Azlan's husky voice that had just woken up from her sleep.

"Come, we're home."

Azlan tidied up his appearance.

"Bring your ice cream away, just spend it in the car."

Dara according. He put his phone in a small bag and walked around carrying the ice cream bowl.

Employees and staff gave them a smile and a greeting. Azlan nodded his head in response to them while Adnan smiled amiably.

At the parking lot, I opened the car door and he got into it.

Get home

When we got home, we cleaned up. Dara uses the bathroom and Azlan waits for her to finish.

POV Azlan

When she was done, I helped her dry her hair using a hairdriyer, at first she refused to let him dry on his own.

I took a towel from his hand, then massaged his head and every now and then I kissed the shoots of his head with tenderness and affection.

"Change your clothes, brother wants to take a shower." I walked to the bathroom after my hair was dry.

I could feel Dara's shocked and nervous face earlier.

Tonight, I take her dinner to a five-star restaurant. This is special for both of us.

"Please come down" I said, opening the door.

Dara got out of the car and her mouth opened slightly at how luxurious the restaurant was.

I pulled her hand into the restaurant and we walked up the stairs.

I have reserved a seat on the balcony, so it looks very clear if this part of my order is decorated with very beautiful and romantic.

"We're going to eat here?" tanyakanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

Before long, they brought the mainstay menu from this restaurant to our table until the table we occupied was full of food and drinks.