The Crack of a Glass

102. Why is love so complicated ...?

A few hours passed after the couple's hot activity took place, Azzura squirmed her body.

"Ssssttt ... what time is it? Astaghfirullah .. I don't even clean myself before going to bed."

She looked at the face of her husband who looked so good in his sleep. Slowly his hand was raised stroking that face.

Not wanting to disturb her sleep, Azzura moved her husband's big hand carefully.

With a slow movement, he shifted his body away from the Genta and changed his position to sit.

"Where did Genta put his towel?" he was looking for that thing. "Aaakkhh .. ssssttt .. what is it?" He groaned while closing his groin.

Feeling like he heard a groaning sound, Genta immediately opened his eyes.

"Darling," he rebuked with his eyebrows and quickly approached his sitting wife grimacing. "What's wrong?"

"Mas, this is a real pain," he whispered as he dropped his tears to hold the pain.

"I'm sorry, Mom, honey," he said feeling guilty.

"It's okay, Mas," replied Zu. "Can you get me a towel?"

Without saying much, Genta immediately grabbed the towel that was still lying on the tile floor.

After wrapping the towel around Azzura's body, Genta crouched down before him while grasping both hands.

"You want to help me get to the bathroom?" bargained for.

"Can I?"

"Hmm .. but wait here for a moment. Let me prepare some warm water for you. At least warm water can relieve pain in your sensitive area."

"Thank you, Mom" he said softly.

Genta just smiled and landed a brief kiss on his forehead and then passed away.

A few minutes later ...

Genta returned to the room and approached Azzura. Not wanting his wife to protest, he took her and took her to the bathroom.

Despite the protests, Azzura could not dwell on her husband's protective attitude.

Shortly after being in the bathroom, Genta helped him remove his towel and asked him to enter the bathtub.

He left it and chose to go down to the first floor and then go to the kitchen to make warm tea.

thirty minutes passed ...

Now Azzura was sitting on the side of the bed in his pajamas. He grabbed his phone which was on the nightstand.

"It's two in the morning?" whispered. "Mas Genta ... Where is he?"

Shortly after the door to the room opened. With a happy smile, Genta walked up to him while carrying a cup of warm tea for him.

"Honey, this is for you, drink while you're in an angel. Sorry, it made you endure the pain. That's because, this is the first for you."

Azzura just nodded then sipped the warm tea. "Thank you, Mom."

"Together, my dear."

"Mas, have you taken a bath?"

"It."

"Why don't you wake me up, Mas" Zu protested.

Genta chuckles. "Mas can't be because your sleep is so good. Come here" he asked, drawing his wife's hand slowly, and asked her to sit on his lap.

Azzura just complied and then smiled shyly. Brave to wrap both hands around the back of her husband's neck.

"Mas, my body seems to want to crumble. Mas like a possessed person just touched my body," he whispered.

Genta chuckled as well as felt anxious. "Maclum duda lonely. I haven't had good food in a long time" he said.

Azzura's forehead immediately crinkled thinly and confusedly could not digest the intent of her husband.

"Good food? But last night there was no food in this room, Mas," he replied innocently.

"That's stupid of my wife. At this time he did not understand."

"Ah, forget it," said Genta as he stroked the wife's stomach. "Hopefully he's growing up fast huh, honey," he whispered expectantly.

"Aamiin," said Zu.

The couple's casual chat continued until both of them were both sleepy and then they went back to sleep.

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After the completion of the prayer continued to take care of the child and her husband, Azzura was seen already in the kitchen helping bi Titin prepare breakfast.

When she finished, she called her husband and daughter for breakfast.

"Honey, you should not go to teaching today" suggested Genta.

"But, Mas ..."

"Udah, just massage," continued Genta.

Azzura sighed while nodding slowly.

Thirty minutes later ...

"Darling, Mas and Ayya left first huh. You're at home with Devan and aunt. I'll be home in the afternoon." Genta kisses the wife's forehead and cheeks.

"Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road" she said, kissing the back of her husband's hand and then peeping the top of her daughter's head. "Honey, go home later with Novia and Nenra yes, son," said Zu.

"Yes, Mother."

Azzura led the two to the front of the main door. After making sure the two had gone away, then he entered and approached Devan.

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Away from where Azzura is, Yoga is still at home in L. Two days later he was on the island.

Enjoying solitude while walking to forget the disappointment that is still lodged in the heart.

Until his steps stopped in one of the typical restaurants of the city of L which he thought was so unique.

After ordering food typical of the area, he sat down while playing his phone.

He opened a photo gallery while looking at one by one photos taken a few weeks ago in the city of J while they were in the night tourist park.

He smiled as he looked at Devan. That handsome boy in bule paras. He sighed as he continued to roll out his phone screen.

"Fortunately Genta can melt your heart. If only at that time the position of bang Genta was me, maybe now we already have children," he murmured while rubbing Azzura's face on his phone screen.

"It was my fault for not directly expressing my love for you three years ago. If only I knew we'd end up like this, I'd better be a coach then." 😅️

Yoga silence for a moment to hold tightness in the chest that suddenly attacked. He takes a deep breath to fill the oxygen supply into the lungs.

"Am I going to be as strong as Brother Daffa? But right now he seems to be close to someone. Has he moved on? Ah, I don't know. Why is love so complicated?" he murmured again and closed his eyes for a moment.

Not long after, the order food was delivered. After thanking him, he continued to eat his food.

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The afternoon ...

"Acasino'aikum ..."

"Waa'laikumsalam," Azzura replied and went to the door and opened it.

His smile instantly expanded upon knowing his guest.

"Honey," he immediately grabbed Dita from his best friend's sling and invited her in. "Why don't you tell me if you're coming here?" zu protest.

Nanda and Radit just chuckled and landed their asses on the living room couch.

"Well, how about Yoga?" tanyakanya.

"Yoga, yesterday is home. He said there was some sudden business" Radit lied.

"Fastly, when there are still many things I want to share with him," I Zu.

"Remember, you're already someone's wife. Why also think of another man," ledek Nanda.

"Ish, it's not like that, Nan. Yeah ... she's salpa (misunderstood)" Azzura chuckled. "Things I want to share about my mental health issues. But yes, the guy's gone home first anytime."

Their chat continued, joking with each other while releasing kangen. Before finally Radit and Nanda returned to say goodbye after eating lunch at the house.

The two also gave Azzura a gift because later in the afternoon they will return to J City.

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