My Secret Love's

Acquaintance

“Don't you already hear everything?”

Husna immediately looked at her husband was also attached, “Why would I want to repeat it again? It's not a dream. I did say that earlier. So don't ask me to repeat his.” Husna.

Azzam smiled and then he tightened his embrace, “Mas, claustrophobic. Don't tightly swerve her.” Husna.

Azzam who heard his wife's remark was that protesting over her embrace was not his letting go but still maintaining his embrace it, he said, “Mas won't let go of her hug if you don't go back saying it again.” Azzam said shakes.

Husna smiled and then she tried to release the hug erta her husband who held her still lying down and was in the arms of her husband, “For what try to repeat again if you have heard the mas. Nothing has changed. His words remain the same. I still love you.” Husna.

“So, not that expression dear that I asked to repeat.” Said Azzam involuntarily loosening his slight embrace.

Husna also used the opportunity to escape from the embrace of her husband. He immediately got out of bed. Not to forget she also moved away from her husband's reach.

“Honey!”

Husna still only smiled looking at her husband who was staring at her with that frown.

“Azarine!” call Azzam. Husna stood far away from the bed. Husna prefers to go to the bathroom.

“Azarine Salsabila Husna's. Stop right there. Don't go into the bathroom. Your husband forbids you.” Azzam said firmly.

Husna immediately stopped her steps and turned to look at her husband. He knows and understands if his husband has called him by his full name then it means he is serious and shows his power as a husband. Husna as a wife also felt unable to fight against it.

Husna also approached her husband who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Husna chose to sit on her husband's lap. She knew what would make her husband disappear. At least that's what she learned after two weeks of being a wife.

Azzam just stayed in his position and did not respond to anything. He pretended to put on his sulking face and wanted to know how his wife was persuading him. Only girls can sulk. Guys can too.

Husna smiled looking at her husband who seemed to not care about her. Husna put her lips close to her husband's forehead and gave a soft kiss there. Don't forget both of Azzam's cheeks in his kiss. It was just the lips that he passed because honestly he was still embarrassed if he had to do that. Prestigiousness. It is something that can never be separated from a woman.

Husna put her face close to her husband's ear and whispered, “I love you my husband. Very love. I Love You's. Wo Ai Ni's. The saranghae! Aishiteru.” Speak Husna with five languages that he knows and he quite mastered it.

Azzam who heard that very clearly smiled and hugged his wife tightly. The expression of love in these five languages makes her very happy. It is true that love is not measured by the expression of love but he still wants to hear the expression of love from his wife.

“I Love You more and more baby.” Reply Azzam tightly hugging his wife.

Azzam took off his embrace and stared at his wife's bead eyes which made her fall in love in her wife's charm. Her favorite amber eyes. Owner of his beloved amber eyes. His love and everything.

Azzam kissed his wife's lips gently and the two of them dissolved in a kiss full of tenderness and feelings for each other. Both of them lived it until it dissolved in the flowers of love that were like her was surrounding them. His second happiness.

After a while Azzam stopped their activity and did not forget he rubbed their remaining salivary marks on the lips of the wife. He put his second forehead together and smiled.

After that he immediately carried his wife to the bathroom and the two took a bath together. They had taken a shower together several times. So although Husna was still awkward if bathing together but he began to be able to accept her and assume it was a common thing to happen to the husband and wife market in general.

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Long story short, now they are after the ashar prayer. The two of them relax on the balcony of Azzam's room which leads to a side garden planted with several flower plants there.

Husna and Azzam relax there accompanied by two glasses of tea because Azzam himself asked to drink tea with his wife. Not drinking afternoon tea with a halal partner is fun. Hmm, it was fun to imagine. The author wants. Hehe!

“Mas, I'd like to stare at the primrose in the park. Can I?” husna pointed at the garden.

Azzam nodded, “Hum, we will make.” later Answer Azzam.

“Mas, I want to say something. Ahh not this is like a confession.” Husna.

Azzam did not interrupt his wife's words. He kept quiet and waited for his wife to continue, “Mas, I have expressed my feelings for you. I love you but I feel a little guilty for not admitting something to you. This time I'll admit something. I hope you want to hear it and forgive me if later I misspoke later or maybe what I will say later hurts your heart.” Husna.

Azzam also smiled, “You seem to want to confess a sin, baby. You don't have to do that. I'll accept you for what's up. I do not demand you to be perfect even though in reality you are almost perfect.” Azzam.

“Mas, praise me too much. I'm not that perfect. I have many shortcomings and so your wife I feel that all the shortcomings I have that you complete the mas. Now I understand with the word that the husband and wife complement each other.” Husna.

“But it is true that the confession I will make later is like a confession of a sin.” Husna.

Azzam shook his head, “Mas can't believe it. This mas wife is the best.” Azzam.

“I'm not that good. Where there is a good woman with the status of a wife still keeps a photo of another man. It was a bad act.” said Husna lirih.