My Halal Lover

chapter 17

" Why are you smiling?"

Fiana looked at me with great attention. It's funny my wife.

" It's funny" I replied with a silly smile.

" I love you, Azeela Alfiana Maharani." I narrowed the distance between us. I felt his body stiffen.

" What the hell are you, far? it's a long way away!"

Fiana tried to push me again, let go, and ran to our room. I laughed seeing his behavior. I just want to work on it .

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Fiana's POV

" I love you, Azeela Alfiana Maharani."

I felt Farhan getting closer to me. Huh! what's he want?

" What the hell are you, far? It's far away!"

My body feels like I can't move . With great difficulty, I pushed Farhan. I ran to the room leaving Farhan who I heard instead chuckling amusedly.

You insolent man! Even though I used to love him, I wouldn't be in his touch. What kind of a man is that? It sucks!

Azan Magrib sounded beautiful in my ears. I know that voice very well. The voice that I always wait for when I get to Zuhur at school first .

The beautiful voice that always managed to hypnotize me to rush to take wudu. The voice whose owner I always wished could be my priest .

I wish? Hah, now even he is already a priest for me . But, that voice had also managed to destroy all the beautiful hopes I had built up first. Tears flowed back down my cheeks.

Apparently, Farhan went to the mosque opposite before the magrib. He should have disappeared. Whatwhat the fuck? why didn't he tell me he was going to the mosque? He left me alone at home? He thinks I'm that brave? Basic sucks!

Finished praying, I lay in my cell phone's playroom. That's vivid. I am not a mother who is only in charge of cleaning the house, husband and child. In fact, I'm not ready for any of that. It's just a marriage trap. So, not me for all this.

" Dear, wake up! You haven't had dinner yet, have you? I'm hungry, baby."

Huh! Take a sweet ass . Wherever he was when I was being sweet, while he acted as if he was disgusted to see me. .

I felt her breathing blow right in front of my face. Hey hey! what do you want this teaching quarter guy? I opened my eyes. I pushed him away from my face. Bawdy!

" Why?"

"I'm hungry, baby" he whined

"Then?"

"No food dear."

"Continue?" I went back to playing my hape, pretending to be indifferent.

" Cuisine dong darling. I want to eat your cooking. " The tone is like a child asking to buy a new car . Spoiled!

" Your mama said, you can cook . Cook it yourself." I'm still focused on my phone.

" But I want you."

"I don't want to cook! You refuse my cooking! And I won't cook for you anymore." I took a deep breath taking a pause, though,

" and one more thing, you can find a wife who wants to cook and spoiled with you!"

"Zeela hold your emotions . All right, I'll cook tonight. " He gave up and walked out of the room.

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