NARCISSIST HUSBAND

YOU HAVE LIPSTICK?

Zayyan stared intensely at Sarah's curves and gently stroked her cheeks, then in a seductive tone of voice she said "What else would I bring you here if not for one purpose"

"What do you mean?!"

"We're getting married soon, it doesn't seem like a problem to start the first night first"

Sarah's eyes were wide, she wanted to hit Zayyan's chest, but her power was locked "Are you crazy, huh?!" strangler

"Yes. . . I'm crazy and crazy. Seeing you with Reza belching like that makes me very jealous" said Zayyan casually while stroking Sarah's cheek to the neck of her level

In short, Sarah closed both her eyes when Zayyan's hands gently stroked her neck but she could bear "Stop, Zayyan!"

Zayyan's hand stopped and smiled at Sarah's frightened face. He immediately dyed his woman's forehead briefly before he finally returned to improve his sitting position, followed by Sarah who was busy tidying her hair.

Zayyan held onto Sarah's shoulder and stared at her intensely "I'm sorry!"

"You're such a bitch!" Spray Sarah tightly while raising her vexed gaze.

Seeing the look on Sarah's face, Zayyan chuckled "Sorry. However, what I said earlier, will really happen if you repeat it again!"

Sarah's forehead creased as her brain failed to digest Zayyan's "What do you mean?!"

"No more joking with any man, including REZA!!" Pinta Zayyan was full of emphasis

"Good, Zayyan! I laughed because it was funny to hear her love story with Lyra. Am I wrong?!"

"I don't care!" Sergey Zayyan

Sarah sighed heavily, then in a weakened voice she said "Alright. I'm sorry!"

Surely Sarah's soft words always managed to make Zayyan melt. He immediately grabbed her palm gently and asked "I'm sorry. Did you forgive me of my behavior?"

"I don't forgive if you really do"

"I just want you to know, if I'm the only man you can be with even if death has separated us"

"I love you, Zayyan! I'm sorry I still don't quite understand the rules of your love bond, so it makes you so upset"

"But you now understand, no, so don't repeat" Pinta Zayyan

"I promise" Sarah hugged Zayyan immediately.

Long enough for them to embrace so that silence ambushed between the two, inviting Zayyan's desire to immerse a kiss on her lips. Surely the desire was welcomed by Sarah, so their lips began to return back to the sound of a whisper, but the kiss was soon ended when they heard the sound of a bell ringing.

Soon Zayyan opened the door and received a package that he had ordered in the form of junk food. He took the parcel to Sarah "Eat! You must be hungry, right?"

Both eyes of Sarah was torn to see the food wrapper that had been almost a month he had not eaten "Oh gosh. . . It's a mekdi burger!"

"Eat!"

"Zayyan, I really like this burger. Thank you" said Sarah full haru

Sarah's behavior, making Zayyan chuckle at the exaggerated expression "You're, like, finding a treasure box!" he said as he ruffled Sarah's hair "This is in exchange, because I did not keep my promise to eat snacks in the garden"

"It's okay, Zay. I like this too. Thanks!"

"Then eat!"

Sarah nodded, and immediately put the meat-coated bread, lettuce, cheese, and tomatoes into her mouth "Oh my goodness! I can't explain this perfect taste" he said, chewing, causing Zayyan to shake his head.

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After taking 20 minutes, Sarah has spent 1 burger, kentucky chicken, fries, soft drinks, and donuts. Making his eyes a little heavy because of sleepiness due to the amount of food that enters his stomach

"Zayyan I'm so sleepy!" Whining Sarah

Zayyan who was playing his phone turned to look at Sarah who really looked very sleepy it was "Get in the room, sleep for a while, because later in the day we will go somewhere"

"All right, I'll sleep first"

"You don't want to take me?" Zayyan Temptation

Sarah turned her head and glanced at Zayyan "No need to fuck around! Unless you want to end up in the hospital!!" his

"I don't care!" Sergey Sarah

"Good! Go to sleep now!"

Without answering Sarah immediately turned around and continued her heavy steps towards the room

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The time had already turned 11pm, but there was no sign that Sarah had woken up, making Zayyan a little hesitant to enter. After several times he connected his call to Sarah's number, he entered the room.

Sure enough! The blanket that dangled down and 2 bolster pillows were already on the floor, making Zayyan a little surprised by Sarah's extreme behavior while sleeping.

"Gram!"

"Sarah, wakeup!"

"Sarah, wakeup! We have to go!!"

But there was no answer from Sarah, making Zayyan took the initiative to take water from the bathroom and splash it a little bit right on Sarah's face

"Rain!" Screaming Sarah, he soon awoke from his bed after he felt showered in a dream.

"Hey! Relax, it's me"

Sarah who still could not think clearly immediately took a pillow and put it on Zayyan's face "Damn it! You who?! How dare you come into my room? Huh!!"

"Sarah stop! It's me Zayyan!!"

Sure enough, Sarah immediately stopped hitting the pillow when she negated the confession if the man was Zayyan. He calmly looked at "God! Zayyan what are you doing in my room, huh?!"

"I think I should ask like that. What are you doing in my room?"

Sarah's eyes swept through the room dominated by gray, she began to remember the incident as soon as she slept, before finally she was muffled with shame "I'm sorry, I. Hehe. . ."

"Are you this terrible when you're asleep?" zayyan asked as he spread his gaze at the chaotic room situation

"Where is this possible, right?!" Sergey Sarah, even though he realized it was his behavior

Zayyan shook his head, seeing all the events in the room that were enough to make him not ask further "Yes! Now you take a shower, and change your clothes to the one that's already in that closet"

Sarah's face turned slightly hostile "Did you always bring a woman here, so you prepared a woman's dress on your floor?!"

"Astdga! What a bad thought you have!!" Zayyan immediately flicked Sarah's nose "I've prepared everything last night so as not to fuss. You're this!"

"He. . . I'm sorry, but I have to take a shower first"

20 Minutes passed . . . .

Now the direction is ready with a peach-colored dress patterned with flowers, sometimes he looks at himself in front of the glass wall "Good! But I'm a little pale for not wearing lipstick" her inner self.

He immediately stepped in search of the figure who had told him to get ready for "Zayyan!"

Zayyan's gaze watered from his cellphone, seeing Sarah who was so graceful using the dress of his Mama's boutique waitress, not to mention her face that looked very natural without makeup polish made him stunned.

Feeling unable to get an answer Sarah called him back, making Zayyan wake up from her daydream "Eh. . What's up?"

"Do you have lipstick?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No?"

"What do you mean ask me that thing? You think I'm a guy who likes to wear lipstick, huh?!" Zayyan asked so tightly

Sarah twists her lazy two eyeballs "Ck. . . I asked like that because you said you had prepared everything, and maybe you you had also prepared a makeup kit for me"

"No, ada!"

"Yes already! Just relax, no need to activate your fierce mode!" reply Sarah