The Chosen Heart

Episode 61

After the incident, Zahwa was not allowed to connect with Elena. Although currently Elena is still in Surya's house .

Hanan also decided not to move into his own house. Until the woman who made his wife wretched went and no longer disturbed his life.

Everyday like a prisoner.Zahwa's house is guarded by a bodyguard.Hanan hired them specifically to become Zahwa. Even at night like now.

"Darling, if they continue here. We can't be free." Rayu Zahwa's. The reason because he was uncomfortable with the existence of Bodyguard around his house.

"They will but here. Don't seduce me." Elak Hanan's.

Zahwa pursed his lips. Effortless. Hanan is busy with his book .

" I'm bored at home. But if I go out, I'll be like a freak because I have to be followed by those people." Zahwa Protest.

"OKs. We out. For today I will be your bodyguard. But on one condition." Hanan. He closed his book laying on the table that was in front of him.

Zahwa. At least he could feel freedom for a moment. But when he heard there was a condition that he had to work on making him lazy again. The husband must be planning something unpleasant again.

"What?" Ask Zahwa. Pray in your heart that it is not strange.

"You must obey whatever I want." Hanan answered winning.

"Flame! Cheating is mah. Bodyguard's job is to guard it." Zahwa Protest.

"If you don't want to." Cuek Hanan he again took his book and again wanted to read it.

"Yes already. But don't be weird." Pasrah Zahwa's.

Hanan smiled at the win.Sedang Zahwa was a little upset, but had no other choice.

"good. Let's go!" Hanan Seraya standing up .

After they prepare. Hanan told the bodyguards to guard the house as long as they left.

For a while they were walking down a crowded street.

"Now what do you want?" Ask Zahwa . He wanted to know what Hanan had in mind.

"Calm down. I know soon." Hanan replied casually.

On the way Zahwa thought about what Hanan was planning.

"We arrived. Downhill!" Hanan's Order.

Zahwa looked around. They're in front of a five-star hotel.Zahwa's mind is getting perverted.

"I know, you'd want us to pervert." Investigate Zahwa pout.

"Haha. What's wrong, just once." Reply Hanan.

Zahwa obeyed the husband's orders. Walking side by side because Hanan was holding his hand.

They walked down the hotel lobby, got on the elevator. Zahwa had no idea what Hanan was planning, which he knew they were heading to the top floor.

Once there. Lonely hallway. Maybe it was night time. Moreover, the top floor is a room for VIPs.

Hanan headed to the very end of the room.He immediately opened the room with the room card.

"Assynolt...." Hail Hanan.

Zahwa. There was no one, and either Hanan had given greetings to whom . Now the view is focused on the order of the room space. Especially on a white bed with thousands of rose petals on it. And only then did he realize that there was a fragrant aroma that filled the nose.

"Mas, what is this?" Ask Zahwa. He was surprised to be confused. His chest thumped for a moment.

Hanan with his romantic back suddenly grabbed Zahwa's fingers and hugged him from behind.

Zahwa. Didn't expect that there would be a time like this especially for him. He thought that this kind of incident only existed in Novels or movies. But now he feels it .

"Sholat Isya' first, Yuk." Take Hanan. Zahwa nodded in agreement.

After the Isya' Zahwa Prayer, they will spend their time in bed. Dressing affectionately and complaining of love. But Hanan did not take her up to the rooftop where the Swimming poll was located.

They both play swimming. Enjoy a starry night. As wide as the eyes looked, what was seen in front of them were the lights of buildings and houses of residents flashing . As if not to be outdone by their affection.

After spending time in the pool. They sit together, sit on the edge of the pool.Joking and laughing, as if the first time they feel the beauty of both.

"Cold baby. We go back to the room" Hanan said. Zahwa. She feels today Hanan is so romantic a Korean oppa-oppa who is seducing her lover.

"Sheel," Pinta Zahwa spoiled.

Without waiting for long Hanan easily lifted Zahwa in his arms. Clutching her and allowing herself to lean on her shoulders.

"Your plus-plus Bodyguard is asking for a very expensive fee is Miss willing to pay it?" Ask Hanan. They've reached the room. Hanan did not let Zahwa down and took her straight to the bathroom. Putting herself in the bathtub. Zahwa slapped Hanan's cheek.

"I'll ask my husband to pay you later. Now Mr. Bodyguard please come out first." Answer Zahwa

"No. Eat it here. Nemenin Miss."

Hanan started lighting the water in the bathtub. Making some of Zahwa's body wet. Hanan stroked Zahwa's naughty hands.

"Sir Bodyguard. If you come out now maybe I'll pay you many times over." Zahwa. She was trying to get rid of her husband and she was still embarrassed to have a bath together.

Hanan did not heed Zahwa's words. He instead began to kiss Zahwa's arm gently. Makes Zahwa start to feel the murmur in his heart . Zahwa quickly pushed Hanan .

"Yes yes. L'm out. But watch out's not worth the pay." Hanan. He knew his wife was embarrassed.

Zahwa smiled with satisfaction. Without replying to Hanan she hinted at her husband to hurry out. Then she continued to shower.

A few minutes' delay. Zahwa came out using white fur pajamas with wet hair loose up because of the shampooing. Hanan who was sitting leaning on the bed stared in amazement, she could not help but tease him at the moment.

"I'm laper Mas. Order to eat gih, " said Zahwa. She was still wagging her wet hair, drying it out with Hair Dryer . Not realizing that Hanan was still staring at her .

''My stances are even more delicious tonight." Hanan said that Zahwa, who had been focusing on her hair, turned to look at her husband. Instantly he shuddered to find Hanan's gaze that seemed to want to pounce on him he was full of desire.

"Band first. Let me order some food." Zahwa said to look away.

Hanan agreed without answering. He went into the bathroom. Zahwa is ordering some food on the hotel phone. He docked his fur pajamas with a bat negligee that he ordered directly along with food. Fortunately, this hotel also provides a change of clothes, which they can buy suddenly like this.

Hanan came out of the bathroom. He finds Zahwa already on the sofa complete with a full meal at the table.

"Why change clothes, when I'd rather you put on those pajamas." Hanan said, Disappointed to see that Zahwa has changed clothes.

"It has. Eat first. " Zahwa clasped her hands and invited her to sit next to him.Hanan wore a pair of T-shirts with a white T-shirt. The towel was still in her necklace around her neck to dry her still wet hair.

Zahwa prepared a serving of food she took a spoon and began to feed her husband

"Sometimes love isn't just about harsat. Small things can also foster a sense of love, like the present. I'm bribing you." Zahwa. She spoke the words subtly and still continued to feed her husband.

"You know. In India there is an ancient tradition. That requires the wife to eat on her husband's former plate. They believe it will foster love and add bond between them." Zahwa. She knew while eating her husband would not speak.

"Because what? Because there the husband is considered a god." Added Zahwa.

Now it was Hanan's turn to take the plate in Zahwa's hand and then start bribing him.

"That's not just happening in India, baby.Even when I visited Zahra's house first which in fact pesantren cottage. They used to eat together not only the students but also the kyai and other families. When I asked why? zahra's father said that it was their custom and that it could add harmony between them. "

Zahwa smiled and was also offended. Even happy, if her husband knows more about such things than she does.