
With a flat face and a flash of anger, Arkhan entered the house, glancing around and finding no one.
Usually, the sweet and beautiful woman was waiting for him to go home and even sleep in the shofa tv room.
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the door of the room opened, the first sight he saw was his sleeping wife curled up in a thick blanket to cover part of his face.
At Zahra's approach while stroking her hair and pecking at her head for quite a while, Arkhan smiled at the peaceful beautiful face of his wife "Dear." He called it softly, His biological needs continue to thrash just by looking at the face and long hair of the wife.
" Dear, wake up." While rubbing Zahra's cheeks, and the results were not in vain, the beautiful woman woke up while rubbing her eyes trying to realize "Eh, I've gone home ?." Zahra asked as she rose from her sleep.
Arkhan smiled, "Did you bother me, baby ?." Zahra just shook her head with a smile.
" Hmm, I'm ready for a warm bath first." As he moved from the bed to the bathroom, Inside he kept his heart steady, making sure everything would be fine, making sure that he was strong, and full of awareness.
" She, the water is ready."
" Thank you, take a shower first." Zahra just nodded.
Still using a towel wrapped around his waist, Arkhan approached Zahra who was still engrossed in playing mobile phones while leaning on the head of the bed.
" I want you a ton of honey." His voice was hoarse and heavy beside Zahra's ears while short-snake.
Zahra just nodded and ya began to pamper her husband even with a sick heart, but what can she do ? just being silent while occasionally shedding tears, To be honest this is heavy for her and for the women out there.
He was forcefully smiling and wild at the same time with a heart that was hurting from a betrayal.
want to refuse, is Zahra willing ? The answer is no, why ? it's about the promise he made to the creator when he set his heart to the man who is dating him at this time, about love, yes he has already fallen too, too, in the sweet trap Arkhan gave.
Day as usual, Zahra with her sweet mask still serves Arkhan how it should be.
Arkhan had gone down the stairs and approached Zahra who was arranging some dishes containing breakfast for him.
Arkhan was about to kiss the head of his wife but with Zahra's quick movements dodged, he took a few steps back to tell Arkhan a question mark.
" I'm sorry, but it hasn't been shampooed" Zahra replied reasoned.
Arkhan did not bother with the words of his wife, he just ate silently while occasionally glancing at Zahra who looked different these days.
As it is today, the beautiful woman basically does not like dark colors, she prefers bright colors but seems calm but this time Zahra wears black clothes, In recent days Zahra has always used a dress that has the same color even though the model and knickknacks are different.
" Hmmm baby ?."
" .... " Zahra was just looking up and flat-faced.
" Want to come to the office ?." Ask Arkhan to doubt.
Zahra just shook her head slowly and continued with her hope.
" I'm leaving ya." There was no answer, Zahra immediately grabbed Arkhan's hand and regretted it, Not yet Arkhan entered the woman's car was already back into the house.
Along the way Arkhan kept thinking about the change in his wife's attitude, Why? what's the matter?, the word was always spinning around in his head.
Shut up and be patient, the only two adjectives that Zahra always applies, Prayer throughout the night is never broken, he believes God is all about turning the heart of every servant, he said, Zahra always prayed that his household should be protected and always asked to be put in place again sincerely in his heart.