Qibla Love A

Returnees

Aisya was sound asleep with a position that looked less comfortable. His head rested on Arion's arm, which was currently held tightly by him.

Even so deeply, Aisya did not realize that Arion had opened his eyes slowly. The man's gaze looked blank, staring straight at the sky of his inpatient room.

Netra who usually stares sharply, looks cute-and rolling slowly towards the side. Arion's lips smiled faintly as he saw Aisya sleeping nearby. Even the woman was willing to sleep in a position that would make her waist and neck hurt, when she woke up later.

"Did?" his call is unclear.

Arion tries to release his hand from Aisya's grasp, slowly so that he does not disturb his wife's deep sleep. Arion's free hand rubbed Aisya's head gently, before she closed her eyes again - because time was still showing at 3 a.m. Too early to wake up, Arion rested his body after only a few minutes.

The sound of sayup I saw Adzan Subuh made Aisya's consciousness return. The woman who slept wearing the hijab scrunched her forehead, while feeling soreness in the waist and neck area. Both of Aisya's eyes opened slowly, narrowing for a moment to adjust the incoming light.

Aisya held her aching body, the corner of her eyes glanced at the clock hanging above the entrance. However, Aisya was seen frowning back as she realized something.

The hand?

Aisya saw that Arion's hand had moved. Yang Aisya knew that last night Arion's hand was still held, even at midnight it was still nearby. Why is Arion's hand on his stomach? who moved it?

Aisya glanced towards the sofa, there was no one. The Mother had been moved by her father last night to the next room. Because Alkan could not bear to see Cia sleep like a baby and look uncomfortable.

Alkan actually wanted to move Aisya, but Aska forbade it. Aska lets Aisya accompany Arion, albeit in an uncomfortable position.

"Ais want to pray at dawn first. Brother quickly realized, Ais is already missing," Aisya muttered right in Arion's ear, before the woman stepped towards the bathroom.

Just as Aisya closed the door, Arion opened his eyes. The two corners of his lips were pulled upwards forming a wide smile.

"Aisya Kanzhania Syarief, no-but Aisya Kanzhania Ranaspatih-Abang has proven it to you, that the Jungle will marry Aisya no matter what. Even when Rimba lost her brain memory, her heart stayed the same as yours" she murmured softly.

Arion closed his eyes again, when he heard the bathroom door open. Appearing Aisya which already looks fresh because of the ablution water.

Almost 5 minutes passed, Aisya finished carrying out his duties as a Muslim. The woman returned to wearing her hijab, and walked closer to Arion.

Aisya's one hand stretched out to touch her husband's face. For some reason, even though Arion looks pale - his handsome face does not fade at all.

"Well satisfied see it, hm?"

Aisya was really surprised, reflexively she kept her hand away from Arion's face. But his movements were stifled, as Arion managed to grab his wife's hand, then brought that hand towards his pale lips for her to kiss.

"If you're not satisfied, look as much as you love,"

Gluey!

"A-Anything is conscious?" the question just came out of Aisya's mouth.

Slowly the two corners of Aisya's lips were attracted, upon seeing Arion nod weakly. Without waiting any longer, Aisya immediately hugged Arion's head tightly. Even the woman gave a lot of kisses on her husband's forehead and head, which Aisya's current interaction made Arion re-open her voice.

"Why the head continues, his lips are also dong," he was upset.

The suddenness of Arion's speech made Aisya glare, his eyes staring at Arion in disbelief. Why did her husband arrive to become such a pervert? but yesterday Arion was not aggressive like this. Arion always asks for permission when he wants to come into physical contact with her, but why is Arion now being as gentile as-is, like-is,

Don't tell me this guy remembers everything, just because he got a dagger.

Aisya's thoughts were fixed at a time when they were still in white ash uniforms. Arion is often flirtatious with her, not even reluctant to tease her.

"Why dream hm? look there's a frown on your forehead," Arion chuckled as he gently rubbed his wife's forehead.

Aisya looked more confusedly, one hand outstretched to touch Arion's neck and forehead. Aisya frowned again, as she did not feel any heat from Arion's body.

"It doesn't have a fever, but why do you think it is?"

Instead of being offended, Arion chuckled softly. One of his hands, freed from the infusion needle, gently rubbed his wife's open lower lip, making Aisya slightly bristled.

"How you doing, hm?" arion asked as if he did not understand.

"Genit," Aisya cetus without hesitation, and it made Arion's stifled laughter return.

If only there were no wounds on his stomach, Arion might have laughed cheerfully by now, when he saw his wife's astonished face.

"Genit is just you" said Arion casually.

Even the thin-floated man blinked one eye at Aisya, making the beautiful woman shudder in horror.

"What is this because of the puncture effect on the stomach, Bang Rimba," murmured Aisya horrified, making Arion bite forcefully his tongue and lips so as not to laugh.

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