My Halal Lover

Chapter 18

Meww. meoww.

I rubbed Farhan's cat's head gently.

"Sweet know what? I miss going back to the village. I don't like this place. I don't like Deket Deket always the same him .. I'm going home."

Mewww...

This sweet cat seemed to understand my heart. Smart cat.

" You know bon? I love that shitty guy so much. But, he alone broke my heart. So I'm not wrong with Ki's attitude now?"

Www.meoww. ...

I swiped the head of this clever cat. I even thought, after getting married to Farhan my sanity level was reduced. How can I talk to an animal?

I heard footsteps approaching my room. I can confirm it was my annoying husband. I took a deep breath .

" Zeela let's eat."

I didn't open my voice. I just stood up and carried Bonbon to the dining room . I saw Farhan busy scooping the rice and grabbing the side dishes for me. The cuisine looks tempting, but it won't work for me. I'm still quiet.

" Dear, let's eat." Farhan smiled warmly at me, I replied with my devilish smile. Huh, she thought I was going to melt? No way!"

Meoww meow!

" What, bon? You hungry? All right. It's eating."

I put Farhan's plate full of side dishes down for this smart cat. Farhan looked disappointedly at you, very clearly.

" Why ?" ask me plain ass.

" Can't you appreciate me a little bit? at least, try it first, just a little." the voice sounded very cold. I know it.

" You are the one who taught me not to appreciate the efforts of others. Something is wrong with my attitude. "

" Why far? Nyesel married a girl like me? You can divorce me right now!"

"Azeela! Keep your talk!"

" why? I speak as I wish. As you used to do. No matter how I feel. "

Our voice tone is getting higher . Farhan seemed to dampen his emotions. But it's not enough to get here. I am not satisfied . Say I'm evil, I don't care. I just want to teach this selfish guy a lesson. He can't play with my feelings.

Farhan was silent.

" You asked me to learn to love myself right? And I've succeeded, even I've loved myself so much that there's no place for a selfish man like you."

"Zeela, it's not like this I mean, baby." her tone ransacked back

I don't like this. I want to provoke his anger. Not even to be this melow.

"Then what?!"

"I'm..."

"It's Farhan, I'm sick of it!"

I stood up and rushed to the room. Destroyed our first dinner.

I took off this pink wide headscarf. My head hurts so much. I lay down while lightly kneading my forehead. Too many burdens have filled my head these past few days. This is not what I really want .

Sound of footsteps approaching . I was lazy to argue. I decided to go back to sleep. Farhan gently rubbed my hair, very soft and impressed heart.

" Dear, I'm sorry. You should have known the reason I was so indifferent to you first. Wake up I know you haven't slept. Let me explain everything, Zeela"

I was confused to wake up and be caught lying again, or keep pretending to sleep.