PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 36

Zahra could not linger angry and silence her husband. After Faza apologized to him, Zahra finally collapsed. Although Zahra had previously requested that Faza keep his feelings to the fore.

“This what?” Zahra asked as she grabbed the parcels on their bed.

Faza smiled and hugged Zahra's waist-friendly.

“Open dong..”

Although he was hesitant, Zahra finally opened the parcel. Inside the parcel was a sweet pink box that made Zahra even more curious.

As for Faza, the man was of course preparing to accept Zahra's protection and trying to think of the right reasons for Zahra to understand and be willing to wear what Faza bought for him.

Zahra slowly opened the pink box. His eyes saw what was inside the pink box.

“I know you won't like it. But at least once you wear it in front of me baby.”

Zahra turned her head slowly at Faza, looking at him in disbelief at Faza who suddenly bought him a bright red sexy shirt with a very low cleavage. Zahra could make sure her chest would definitely pop out if she wore that shirt.

“Mas.. It's not me.” Lirih Zahra's.

“Come darling.. Pake yes... You're only wearing it in front of me.”

Zahra stared again at the shirt then grabbed it and raised it staring impossible at the model. The soft material looks very small with a low cleavage and long shirt that makes Zahra himself cringe to imagine him.

“Mas how could I possibly wear a shirt like this?”

Zahra's confused. Refusing was also not good because Faza had already bought him. But wearing it is also impossible. The parts of his body that he had to cover would be visible if he wore them.

“Please darling..” Please Faza stick his lips on Zahra's shoulder.

Zahra swallowed his saliva.

“You didn't tell me to wear it outside, did you?”

“Of course not. Nor would I be willing if anyone else saw your body dear. Just in front of me. Want right?”

Zahra took a deep breath with both eyes closed.

“Okay Zahra. Only in front of Faza mas only.” Zahra tried to convince herself.

“Pake yes dear..”.

Zahra turned her head again to look at Faza who was leaning his chin on Zahra's boat.

“I tried ya mas..” Said.

“OK.. Thanks darling.”

Faza released his embrace on Zahra's waist making Zahra immediately rush to stand up.

“Back body dong.. Look at me changing clothes. I'm ashamed.” Whiney Zahra shy shy shy.

Faza laughing. It was so exciting to see his wife's expression. Though Faza himself has seen the entirety of every inch of his beloved wife's body.

“OK okay..” Nod Faza then immediately changed his position to the stomach and buried his face.

Zahra sighed softly and then began to open one by one the pajama buttons she was wearing. Though hesitant, Zahra still wears it to fulfill her husband's request.

When the light red short dress was attached with the fitting on his body Zahra grimaced. The dress so exposed her body shape saw Zahra's body look a little slender.

Zahra could not lie, the striking color of the dress was so contrasting with the color of her skin. Coupled with the chest part that was so low and a little tight made his chest look full and big.

“Ya Lord..” Lirih Zahra looked down at the cleavage on her forehead so high that Zahra felt uncomfortable on her own.

“Udah not yet dear?”

“Mas..” Call Zahra slowly.

Faza began to raise his head which he had buried up against. Once his gaze was fixed on Zahra, Faza was immediately flabbergasted. Faza had been convinced earlier that his wife was indeed more everything than Anita and other women out there. His wife is much more beautiful and perfect. His wife was much more seductive and her body was so sexy and smooth.

“Mas don't call me that... I'm shy.” Zahra bowed her face embarrassed at Faza who kept looking at her until the touch of Faza's hand on her waist made Zahra flinch.

Zahra was really shocked because Faza arrived in front of him. Perhaps because Zahra focused on herself with her shame so that Zahra did not realize Faza was stepping closer to her.

“Mas..”.

“You are beautiful darling.. I did not choose this shirt for you.”

Zahra looked up at Faza's slightly lowered face looking at him. Faza's gaze was so deep as to be deeply fascinated by what Zahra was wearing.

Faza gently rubbed Zahra's waist and slowly his hands rose to Zahra's back making Zahra close her eyes feeling a sensation that always made her lulled and then fell asleep.

Faza smiled. Now he is increasingly convinced that his wife is much more beautiful than the women out there, including Anita and Rosa.

“You made everything for me, baby.. You are so much more perfect than anyone.. No more hesitation with yourself.” Faza's whisper slowly brought his face closer to Zahra.

Zahra smiled slowly hearing what Faza said. Happiness even seemed to float in the air as Faza shot a compliment at her.

“Mas..”.

Zahra closed her eyes when she felt Faza's kiss on her lips. Zahra cannot be hypocritical, Faza's touch makes him always resigned.

“You are only mine dear.” Faza whispered a moment of his kiss and then kissed Zahra again.

And that night the two combined love very romantically. The sudden downpour of rain made the atmosphere even hotter and romantic for both.

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The morning.

“Iya mah's.. I'll be there.”

“No need to hire your wife. Mamah. Make ribet.”

Faza looked at Zahra who was making toast for them to have breakfast with. Sometimes Faza is confused even almost desperate if given his mamah attitude that until this moment has not been able to approve his relationship with Zahra.

“Ya mah.”

“Ya already then. Mamah wants to make breakfast for papah and your sister. Remember, don't bring your wife here. Mom doesn't like.”

“Eem.. Yes mah.”

Faza could only sigh softly. His wife is so kind and polite to be with people who are much older than him. But his wonder his parents still do not like when both also do not know closely how the real Zahra.

“Time breakfast..”.

Zahra put two dishes on the table where on the plate there is toast with scrambled eggs as the filling.

Faza smiled.

“Still my dear.”

“Same as my husband.” Reply Zahra smiled sweetly.

Zahra actually knew Faza had just finished talking to his mom over the phone. And Zahra was sure that her mother-in-law must be telling Faza to come back to her house. But Zahra will pretend not to know and act as usual. Zahra did not want to make her husband feel more dizzy because he thought of Zahra's bad relationship with his mother.

“Stay calm Zahra. You can.”