Take You Off Ikhlas

Patient

Patiently taking care of me, he never heard me complain. He also made me healthy food to speed up my healing roses, even zelama I was sick not once he went to the cafe

Every morning he helped me into the bathroom, and deftly prepared all my needs. A spot of taste is present when it gets a sweet treatment from it.

Even though I often deliberately upset him but never he was angry or spoke loudly to me.

Until I fully recovered after a week of lying at home

"Breakfast first mas" a plate of fried rice with beef-eye eggs in front of me.

"Thank you." The first time I said that was in a year we were married. Stiffened, Anin stopped her hand activities for a while and turned to me and smiled but only visible from her narrowed eyes.

He led me to the front with a bag and led Arletta

"Papa depart ya don't be naughty at home same mother". This was also the first time I called her by a mother's call to my daughter

"Yes papa, papa don't come home tonight so don't get sick"

"Yes darling". I said goodbye but when I was about to turn my hand was blocked by anin

"Why?". Without speaking he grabbed my hand and kissed her reverently

"Assalamualaikum mas"

"Wa'alaikum hail". Apparently he kissed my hand and said hello because I forgot to say it.

My heart ripples. This is what it feels like to have a sholeha wife, this is how happy our hearts are when we have a devoted wife. Along the way my lips curled a smile. Remembering when Anin kissed my hand, prepared breakfast, even all my needs were neatly available and fragrant.

Until the office I reply to all employees. Some wonder there are also ordinary. Office activities feel so easy even the work that usually accumulates can now be completed even before lunch.

tok tok tok tokk

"Come in".

"Sorry sir there's madam anin and miss arletta"

"Send them in".

Why didn't you come straight in, because I used to snap at him when he came to take lunch, and I said if he wanted to drop off for lunch then he had to ask my secretary first if I wanted to see him or not.

From then on he would come and ask my secretary to ask me first. Now I wonder why I was so rude to him when he never made a mistake.

"Father" my little daughter ran over and hugged me tightly

"Papa lunches bring food. Nice mom cooking"

"Yes darling". Without speaking Anin grabbed my hand and said a greeting afterwards she just sat down and watched the interaction between me and arletta. After nearly fifteen minutes I joked with arletta

"Darling to have played it, papa let's have lunch first kasian papa son"

"I want mommy too." My daughter was so spoiled for him but he patiently faced her.

Lunch menu with rib soup, potato fried sambal and flour fried shrimp taste so nikamat. The cooking from his hands never disappoints.

Nothing happened after that lunch.Anin still took care of my needs just that he made the distance between the two of us.

In the afternoon I decided to go home early. When to get home

"Ar where bik"

"Miss is away with the great madam sir". After nodding I decided to go to the room felt so sticky. When I opened the door I found no one, maybe you came with me, I stepped in and put my bag and headed for the bathroom. When I opened the bathroom door

"Astaghfirullahal azim". Anin squealed, It turns out she was in the bathroom. I was surprised to see her for the first time without a head covering and wearing only a kimono towel.

Her hair was long black and looked so smooth, her skin was smooth white I looked at her without blinking. I was fascinated and suddenly the surge appeared. I'm a normal man especially have ever felt the unification, just by looking at it like that I've been**h.

I was surprised to find Zayn already in front of the bathroom door, while I was just wearing a towel. Shame for sure but what to say I don't know if he'll be home so soon, not usually he's been at home while it's still afternoon. There was no intention to tease him.

His look scared me. Not angry, I didn't know what that expression was but he definitely looked at me without blinking. Immediately I headed for a walk in closet avoiding him. I don't want to be considered if I tease him later.

POV End'S.

Zayn went to the bathroom. As much as energy to resist desire even though in the end soap bath the antidote.

The other night looked awkward after the incident. While the dining table there are only the two of them because the mother father and arletta are going out.

But Anin tried to be ordinary. Deftly he picked up rice and side dishes for zayn

"Please mas"

"Thank you". The meal went well, after finishing cleaning the leftovers and cleaning the dirty dishes while zayn decided to rest in the room.

Anin headed for the room. Again an awkward atmosphere is created in a room that is not too wide. Anin tried to neutralize his heartbeat by heading to the bathroom to take ablution water and perform prayers isya'

The whole activity was finished and lying next to Zayn with his back to the man

"Anin" Deg ann's heart skipped a beat what's wrong, not usually zayn called her gently. There was no answer from the woman

"You're asleep". Slowly zayn's hand touched his shoulder. Anin was surprised and sat down

"Yes what's wrong?". Actually, Zayn also felt a strange sigh when touching his wife

"I'm sorry. Forgive me for my attitude all along. I shouldn't have acted that way to you"

Anin's heart is like being watered with thousands of flowers. Anin smiled sincerely. A smile she will miss.

"Yes. I'm also sorry I haven't been able to be a good wife to you"

Zayn's feelings warmed up. With doubt zayn held onto both hands of Anin

"Allow me to learn to love you". Anin nodded for sure

"You can wait, right?"

"Yes, I'll wait until I can love me".

Zayn hugged Anin for the first time. A body that was so soul-soothing, hugging him made zayn so comfortable. Somehow the courage from which zayn kissed her forehead and turned to the cheeks. Anin's face blushed, for the first time the husband treated himself like a real wife.

His passion demanded more but he still held it back because it would feel too fast.

Tok tok tok tokkk

"Mother open the door". Arletta is coming. Anin hurriedly opened the door

"Mother let's get al-tidul"

"Let's go baby". The two women of different generations went to the room next to the room. Zayn fell silent in the room and waited for his wife but until half-time and ten pm no return, finally zayn followed. When he opened the door he found Anin and arletta sleeping with each other hugging, more precisely arletta who hugged anin

"Anin let's get up". Zayn shook his shoulder slowly

"ehhmmmm" Anin squirmed, with a slight surprise

"What's up"

"Turn yuk into our room"

Anin who has not been fully aware just gawking finally zayn who is impatient immediately carrying bridal-style anin