Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapter 49. A Night of Drama

“Le-let go, a-I want to take a shower ...,” shrewd Zahra stammering, her heart again pounding irregularly with their distance as close as this.

Zain ignored his wife's request, with a single pull of Zahra's body already in her husband's arms.

“A-I want to shower, release!” zahra's great-grandson with a stifled voice. As powerful as she tried to control her heartbeat, there was a strange feeling invading her body when her husband's breath felt tickling around her neck.

“You can't wait, Honey. We shower together!” Zain tightened his arms, making Zahra more locked and unable to move freely.

“Atau ... You want me to help you take a shower?” goda Zain increasingly makes his wife's face reddened already like a boiled crab.

“Akh!” pekik Zahra felt something piercing her right ear.

“Why bite my ear?” pissed Zahra.

“I'm anxious to eat you, Honey!” zain's words succeeded in making Zahra shudder in horror.

“Akh!” zain shouted and released his wife's body from his embrace.

Zahra used the opportunity to run away and immediately entered the bathroom.

“Zahra! You bad boy! Watch out for you!” zain shouted loudly until he was heard by Zahra who was in the room.

“Sorry, it must hurt. Who said they wanted to eat me! I'm human not food for him, is he a cannibal?” asked Zahra then shuddered in horror.

Then Zahra continued her activities to clean her body from sweat, her body felt sticky and a little sore because she was busy taking care of the thanksgiving event for her.

Zain sat back on the sofa shaking his hand. His wrists look flushed with bite marks from his wife.

“Basic naughty girl! Just wait for my revenge!” gerutu Zain was annoyed by his wife's attitude.

A little while later, Zahra had finished her bath, she came out of the bathroom stumbling around hoping not to see her husband.

Wearing a long bathrobe that wrapped his entire body and a towel wrapped around his head, Zahra walked towards the walk in closet. Without him noticing there was a pair of eyes staring at him sharply with a thin grin expanding on his face.

“Akh! What the fuck!” zahra cried out for not finding a single piece of clothing worthy of her wearing.

“Why are all clothes lacking this material here? I separated him this afternoon, and where are all my lap clothes!”

Zain approached his wife and put on his surprised face, pretending not to know what had happened to Zahra. “What's up, Honey? Why are your nights screaming so loud?”

Zahra stared intently at her husband, then slowly stepped back a few steps.

“Stop! Don't come any closer, you cannibal! I don't want to be your food!” zahra panicked.

“Hah!” Zain was shocked to hear his wife's words.

“Stupid! I'm not a cannibal!” zain said annoyed and then pinned his wife's head.

“Do not lie! You said you wanted to eat me!” said Zahra still with her pale face.

“Huft!” Zain exhaled his breath rough.

“Ck! Why are you so innocent, Zahra!” zain said angrily and ruffled his wife's hair.

“Why can I marry a boy like you!” zain grumbled and ruffled his own hair.

“What did you say?” zahra asked because hearing her husband grumbling was unclear.

“No, I didn't say anything,” elak Zain.

“Oh.”

“Why are you screaming midnight?”

“Emh, i-it .. I didn't find my long clothes,” shrewd Zahra by pointing at the clothes hanging in front of them.

Zain raised next to his eyebrows. “Why? Is something wrong?

“I've separated these clothes, why can it be here? Who sells clothes like this? And stupidly why would anyone buy it!” zahra grumbled without realizing that her husband was smiling.

“Crazy! There's no way I'm wearing thin, transparent clothes like this!”

“What's wrong if you try it, it will definitely look more beautiful,” seductive Zain.

“Hii, I'm still sane, who wants to wear it! What's this?” Zahra lifted the clothes in front of her husband.

Zahra knitted her two eyebrows. “This shirt or fishing net?” tanyanya polo's.

“You don't know for this shirt?” zain asked in disbelief.

“See this!” zain's orders then thrust his cell phone featuring images of women in various poses wearing lingerie on their bodies.

Bruk!

“Akh! What the fuck? It's disgusting! ” shouted Zahra with a face of shock along with Zain's phone that fell to the floor.

“This is called lingerie, from tonight you have to wear it every night! Otherwise, I won't return any other clothes of yours!” zain insisted without wanting to be denied.

Zain took his cell phone and left his wife still in shock. He walked to the bathroom to clean his body.

‘Receive your punishment bad boy!’ inner Zain with a grinning smile on his face.

Zain recalled the incident earlier this afternoon when he caught Bi Nur carrying a bag containing his wife's clothes, he then asked bi Nur to exchange his wife's long clothes for mini dress and lingerie that had been separated by Zahra.

After the death of her husband, Zahra was forced to wear the lingerie. He shuddered in horror at the reflection of his body in front of the mirror.

‘There may be me sleeping only with underwear like this, can catch a cold later,’ Inner Zahra then grabbed a new bathrobe on the hanger and put it on.

20 Minutes later Zain came out of the bathroom with a white towel that covered his lower body, his hair he let wet added to his good looks.

Zain glanced towards the bed, where the figure of the wife slept on it with a thick blanket wrapped around her tiny body.

“Ck! I know you haven't slept, don't fool me little girl!” zain said then stepped onto the bed and pulled the rough blanket in front of him.

“I told you to wear lingerie, why are you still wearing that bathrobe?” pissed Zain.

“Akh! Why aren't you dressed!” zahra screeched shut her eyes tightly.

“Why do you like to scream? Quickly get up, help me dry my hair!”

Zain forced his wife to sit down and gave a small towel to Zahra. He sat on the edge of the bed and began to tell Zahra to dry her hair by rubbing her in a towel.

“Why are you yelling at me? You shy?” goda Zain's.

“Eh, Ti-no.” Zahra dodged but her voice could not lie.

“You like my body don't you?”

“No!” answer Zahra quickly.

“Don't like to lie, Honey. You even enjoyed my body that night.”

Plaque!

Zahra reflexively hit her husband on the back and threw the towel in his hand in any direction.

“Do not get angry, Honey.”

Zain prevented his wife from hiding back in the blanket by pulling her hand.

“Let go, I want to sleep.”

“I won't let you go before you replace that bathrobe with lingerie!”

“I've already worn it.”

Hearing his wife's words, Zain quickly pulled the bathrobe that his wife was using to try to release it, but Zahra with all her strength defended the bathrobe so as not to escape from his body.

The two of them fought each other and ended up with Zahra who had to accept defeat because her strength was not comparable to her husband.

“Shut! Don't move a little if you don't want to wake something that could pounce on you!” said Zain who was hugging his wife's body from behind.

“Sleep! Don't move much!” reprimanding Zain for feeling his wife move restlessly in his arms.

Zahra was visibly agitated because she had not known every night that she was asleep in the arms of her husband.

“Sleep! Don't think no-no, I just want to hug you.”

With all his might Zain held something churning from within his body, after all he was a normal man and Zahra was his legal wife. But Zain did not want to be selfish by forcing his wife, he would wait until Zahra was ready to take her back.

Soon Zain felt the breath of his wife, a sign that Zahra had fallen asleep.

Cup.

Zain kissed his wife's head and pulled the blankets that were slightly exposed down, covered both of them and closed his eyes.