PRISON LOVE For STELLA

Chapter 34's

The night is getting late, but Zizi's eyes still can't be closed. His heart still rumbled erratically. How not? Right now, this moment, without her expecting it, she had become a wife. The wife of a man who can be said is a rich and respected man. And what himself? Only commoners relied solely on energy for a mouthful of rice.

Zizi prank, her eyes are difficult to close making this ayu woman choose to play buttons clothes husband. Zi knew that Zein was not bathing, but the smell of this handsome man's body was really good, Zi liked it.

Evidently several times he put his nose on the chest of the husband to enjoy the distinctive aroma.

Unfortunately, the owner of the chest realized that the wife was doing something strange on her body. Zein did not forbid, he liked what his wife did. With love, he also clutches the body of the wife.

"Stiff, unable to breath," Zi said spoiled as Zein clenched her tighter.

"Let's go, I like it, you're mine" Zein replied without sin.

"What happened to us, don't you think it's funny?" tanya Zi suddenly.

"Funny? Why funny?" Zein opened his eyes, then looked strangely at his wife.

"Some!"

"You think a lot. Go to sleep, close your eyes. Our journey tomorrow is still a long way off. I want you to move straight to the apartment.!" zein said, then he closed his eyes again.

"But, suddenly gini. I'll be suspected of your affair. Ah, no. It's best to wait for them to know first if I'm your wife," Zi refused, as she put her lips together.

Zein opened his eyes and looked at his strange wife, "Well you tell me who we're married to?" goda Zein's.

"Yes, Zi's co-workers. That's it," replied Zi innocently.

"Okay, after we get to Jakarta, we have a reception" Zein replied.

Spontaneous, Zi widened her eyes. How not? Zein always makes lightning-fast decisions. No marriage, no reception, all without asking her for her consent.

Zi stared strangely at that strange husband. Because Zein is weird, so weird.

"Why am I like that? I'm handsome!" cananda Zein's.

"Ah, no. I'm just wondering. Is this your nature?" tanya Zi, astonished.

"My character? What's wrong with my nature?" ask Zein, follow up confused.

"You're very easy to make a decision. Marry me without asking my consent. The reception is the same. Why isn't this important you think about first? Are you not afraid, you will have regrets?" tanya Zi was serious.

"okay! About marriage.Maybe you think that I'm in a hurry, that's right. Because I don't want my target girl taken by another man. Second, you're wrong if I don't think about this much. I thought about it, Zi. Didn't you hear so much, I wanted to make you my wife. The mother of my children" Zein said this time he was honest and serious.

"really?" Zi looked into Zein's eyes, trying to look for seriousness about what the man said.

Zein welcomed the wife's eyes, and without hesitation, he landed his lips on the woman who had been his rightful wife. While Zi himself, did not refuse. But also not to reply. Because, honestly, there are still many questions that shackle his heart. Zi still could not believe what had happened to his life this time.

Zein, you know, if the wife still doubts her seriousness. But he doesn't care. Zein did not want to just say, but he promised to prove to his wife that he did not mess about this marriage. Zein seriously.

But Zi, the curious woman, without him noticing, had her hands crawled up by herself. Brushing her husband's smooth cheeks. I don't know, how come he can be that brave. In fact, right now, the fingers of this beautiful woman's fingers are stroking the cheek of the owner of the heart.

Zein knew that his wife was still very curious about him. Still want to distinguish, what are they going through this, a dream or not? What are they living right now, a dream or not? Yes, Zein was right, if Zi did think so.

"Is this a dream?" tanya Zi lirih's.

"You don't dream of my wife, I'm your husband. We're married" said Zein, slowly. It sounded like whispering in the ears of this beautiful woman. It makes the woman a little creepy.

"Why do you know what I'm thinking?" reply Zi, with a voice that was no less gentle. "Are you psychic?" he added.

"You mostly watch drakor, so his mind is weird. You better get some sleep before something happens that you don't want!" zein threatened. However, the threat sounded soft and spoiled. So that makes Zi smile embarrassed and hide her beautiful face on the chest of the husband.

Zein, don't want to start their first night here. He wants his first night with Zi to happen at his residence. Zein wants to start a new life with the woman he believes can be his paradise, right there. In the place he had prepared for his son and wife.

***

The happiness that Zein and Zizi felt, was not necessarily felt by a Sapphira.

This ayu woman became more quiet and reluctant to chat with anyone, even with her own husband.

This situation obviously makes Lutfi a little uncomfortable.

Lutfi knew he was wrong too. However, Safira should still be upset with him. Didn't you apologize. Even an apology is not only done once, but many times.

"Bun, eat yuk. I finished cooking this!" invite Lutfi who was Safira was drying their clothes.

Yes, Lutfi and Safira have returned to Makassar. They both started a simple life. Start from zero, because it's their deal. Safira and Lutfi. Started a career together, working for Zein. But they are happy, because this is the life choice they make.

"Don't work too hard, honey. Kan Mas already said, if about the laundry in loudrey only to. Let's have time for Naya, for me, for us dear. Yuk, don't do this!" lutfi said softly, hugging the wife from behind.

Safira was happy to have Lutfi so caring and doting on her. However, it was undeniable that he still felt an overwhelming sadness. Sapphira regretted not being able to care for and care for her own mother. Safira regretted, why should others take care of and take care of her mother.

"Already, Honey! I know this is how you forget your sadness. But remember that there is me, there is Naya who needs you. We miss your warmth, Bun. We miss your chatter if the house is dirty. Messy house. You miss your warm embrace. Really!" lutfi is serious.

Safira did not say a word. He immediately hugged the body of this man who understood him very well. I don't know, Safira still can't get up from her guilt.

Seriate...