Tamara's Forced Marriage
Chapter 21
After Ziddan dropped Tamara for a change of clothes, he was asked to leave. Tamara said she could change her own clothes for a while because she was still walking on one leg.
Then the man came out leaving Tamara, and moved into her room. He grabbed a mobile phone lying on the table near his bed. Five minutes he had rolled the phone screen up and down, finally finding a choice of food that he would order online to eat together with his wife later.
Ziddan picked up a towel and went to take a bath while waiting for his order to come because he thought it would be long enough. But it turned out that he was holed up in the private room for longer. It was not his activities that made him take a long bath, but his memory of hunting back the incident with his wife. About Tamara's body shape, about her white skin, about her beauty. All those shadows were neatly stored in Ziddan's mind. The man smiled to himself when he remembered.
Ten minutes later, the bell rang many times.
“Excuse me, order is coming. Excuse me,” yell online food courier. But no one opened the door.
Tamara who heard that voice from inside the room frowned in surprise.
“Who ordered the food? What Ziddan? But the courier had long rang the bell. Why he didn't come out to see.” Because of his curiosity he finally tried to get out by walking limp. He opened the main door, looking at the face of the courier who was almost desperate.
“Iya Sir, what is it?”
“Finally..... Ma'am, here's the food order,” said the courier with a crisp face.
“Who ordered?”
“On behalf of Mr. Ziddan, Bu.”
“Have been paid?”
“Already, Mom. Then excuse me. Thanks.”
“Iya Sir, equally.” Tamara closed the door, intending to hand the parcel over to her husband. Just checking what the guy is doing so he can forget.
Tamara had arrived in front of Ziddan's room, she grumbled inexhaustibly with a slight pain restraining on her leg.
“Could-can he forget, what exactly,” his own grunt in front of Ziddan's room. A little tired of the way she walked, she sighed regularly, then leaned her hands on the door and shouted at her husband.
“Mas Ziddan, you....eeeeeh.” Not yet finished saying his hand that will lean suddenly misses the estimate. The door opened suddenly. Tamara's automatic out of control. Moreover, he stood on one leg. He must be looking for a grip.
From inside Ziddan's room.
Ziddan also ran small from inside the bathroom wearing only shorts above the knee, and a small towel around the neck. He remembered that he had ordered food. When the man opened the door of the room it turned out that there was Tamara who had half fallen with one hand forward. Ziddan reflexes caught Tamara's body quickly. Both of them hugged accidentally.
The woman this time who felt the touch of Ziddan's skin was so soft without any cloth blocking his field chest and blending freely with his face.
The man's body also smelled fragrant, making Tamara so comfortable living there. Ziddan appears to be slightly whiter than Tamara. The man's heartbeat was also very pronounced on Tamara's cheeks. His decub is irregularly tight. Eve in the middle of that door instantly turned into heat. Tamara hugged Ziddan's waist in a perfect circle. Enjoying the warmth of her husband's body despite having just finished bathing. But over time Ziddan could not hold something of his, Tamara who felt it then immediately separated her body.
“Ma-af, I didn't know you were at the door,” said Ziddan nervously.
“Wear your shirt first,” said Tamara sok turned her eyes away.
“OK, okay for a minute.” Picking up her tee shirt from inside the closet also wears a sarong. Ziddan still looks cute despite dressing that simple. He approached his wife who was still standing at the door with the package in her hand.
“This is your order.” Stretching plastic bags.
“Come we eat.” He accepted it and took Tamara.
“Wait a minute. Why can you forget? Or intentionally let me take, then you set me up....” Tamara stopped saying because Ziddan covered his mouth with his index finger.
“Sssstttttt.....” Ziddan is getting closer. Tamara pushed slowly.
“Let's eat,” said Ziddan smiling sweetly.
“Hhmmm.. I am already hungry.”
“I carried you instead earlier.”
“Ee-eh."
The man took his wife into the living room without a refusal. Ziddan turned on the television and took some drinking water. After all he was ready to feed his wife again like this morning.
“Open your mouth,”
“For what.”
“For me to kiss.” Ziddan laughed at Tamara's small gawking lips.
“Do you not see, my hand has landed bringing a bribe for you.” He chuckles back.
“But I can eat by myself,” he continued.
“I love to feed my beautiful wife.”
“Hmm. Don't be dreadful,” he said while eating a feed of Ziddan.
“I'm serious. Proof I'm willing to wait for you to fall in love.”
“It looks like already.”
Ziddan instead stopped feeding the food that soon entered Tamara's mouth.
“What's it?” ziddan asked very curiously while pulling his hand back.
“Can you continue first do not feed you that? I was going to eat it. But you pull again.”
“Eh, yes. I was curious to hear your answer. What do you mean?”
“As you said earlier.”
“Makes you fall in love?”
“Iya.”
“Seriously? Really? You...” Ziddan pinched his own cheek.
“Iya,” he said both times.
“Means I can't dong ask for it.”
“Ask what?”
“Cooking don't know?”
“Nggak.”
“Room, one blanket, sleep together.” The man grinned.
“Can't yet, Mas. Sorry.”
“Why? You haven't let it go for me?”
“Not so.”
“Then what? I'm not as handsome as Reza, and I'm not as rich as him. Forgive your husband.”
Tamara giggles to see Ziddan misunderstand.
“Mas Ziddan, did you forget my leg was injured?” Pointing to the tip of his foot.
“YaAllah.. Why can I not remember.” Removing traces of a lazy face.
“Because you were blinded by me.” Smiling victory.
They both throw smiles at each other. Ziddan hugged his wife. There was clearly happiness on Ziddan's face. Tamara is still half happy. He needs a process for all of that. There is nothing easy with the adjustment of a forced marriage.
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