The Fate of Love of a Misanris

24. I'm your Wife

Alina reflexes shut her mouth.

He was just suddenly reminded of the past, but unconsciously he was too late to even scream the word 'mother' in the present.

Zayyad who heard the scream stiffened. Raising his head, he sees someone behind the wall only to find him hiding.

Wrinkling his forehead, he thought if someone had seen his situation just now? Calming himself, he stood up while making sure his emotions were stable.

He walked forward to leave the kitchen. But before that he took a quick glance at where someone was hiding his peek.

And it was a woman wearing white pajamas with jet black hair unraveling the length of a boat.

"W-who are you?"

That place hasn't reached the kitchen yet. But it is enough to see clearly what a person is doing in the kitchen even though it does not reach the whole corner.

And the corner where Zayyad was sitting in a corner was clearly visible here.

Besides, the light of the kitchen lamp is not so free to reach this place. Therefore Zayyad was unable to clearly capture who a person was.

But looking at her long hair it was clearly a woman.

Alina could feel fear and uneasiness from her tone of voice. Squinting his eyes, he felt itchy wanting to do something.

"Darling..why are you so surprised?"

Alina stretched out her hand trying to reach Zayyad's body. Just find the guy's already taking a step back away from his touch.

Alina curled her lips with a satisfied feeling of play.

"You"

"Ah, I'm your wife! Can't I touch my own husband?"

Alina pulled back her hand, playing out the feeling of the girl who was hurt from being rejected.

That second Zayyad touched the switch. And found it was indeed Alina who was not wearing the head covering cloth as usual.

Zayyad felt his heart thump at the sight of a real beauty right before him. It was the first time he had seen Alina with a head without any cover.

Her straight long hair had a black ink-like color that was perfectly compatible with her smooth skin like milk. The white pajamas that Alina wore were slightly transparent. Although he is a gynophobic, he is basically a normal man.

Seeing such a scene in front of him. How could his body not be cold hot and even his face flushed red.

But before that, his stomach very quickly reacted pushing acid into his mouth.

"Ugh"

Closing his mouth without glancing at Alina again. Zayyad took a thousand steps away from the place.

And Alina laughed.

"Gts.."

Alina would never have thought that flirting with a man could feel so much fun. Especially a gynophobic like Zayyad.

Squinting her eyes Alina thought. Maybe it's not bad if she can make her husband her game in the future.

Sometimes men also have to know what it feels like to be played and harassed, right? His thin lips formed a sharp curve that smiled like a demon.

Take a few steps into the kitchen. Alina had forgotten that there was a shard of glass there. He accidentally stepped on her and was injured.

"ouch"

Alina sliced through the pain while lifting her leg. Found it's been bleeding a lot. Biting his lips, he scoffed at himself inwardly.

Why is he so careless? Obviously he saw the incident when the chaos of this place happened. But this pain is not so much as what has been in nature in the past.

Currently Alina was unable to hold back her tears that had already seeped out due to enduring how painful it was. Still insisting on holding her back, Alina limped to pick up the glass and filled it with water.

After her gulp was over. Alina walked into the room while dragging each step of her foot that dripped blood on the floor.

And Alina was completely unaware of that. Arriving at the room, he continued to jump onto the bed. Grabbing his bolster, he hugged her tightly while suppressing the pain in her legs.

That way he fell asleep with the ticking of the subtle wall clock that filled the silence of the room along with the roar of his light breath.

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In the morning Zayyad woke up very early as usual. Take a few minutes to run in the morning while breathing fresh air outside.

The villa is located far from the city, making the air around is still very clean from pollution. The view is also very beautiful. With green trees that cool the eyes and a clean lake free from garbage.

After a morning run, Zayyad returned to the villa to clean up and get ready for the office. But before her he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Found Nasir, his house assistant, cleaning up the mess he made in the kitchen last night.

"Morning!" Sapa Zayyad who acts as a warm house.

"Master, morning!"

Nasir had already collected all the broken glass and broken cell phones in black plastic packaging. Remembering the drops of blood throughout the kitchen to the door of her mistress' room that she had just cleaned.

Did he need to tell his master that such his mistress was seriously injured due to shards of shard?

"Sir, I just cleaned up a lot of blood from the kitchen to the door of the lady's room. Sir it looks like the madam accidentally stepped on a shard of shard and got hurt"

Nasir had no idea who broke the glass to the floor and smashed the phone until it was not saved.

And how could he have the courage to question that to his master.

Zayyad who heard that knitted his pair of eyebrows and thought. Blood splattered from the kitchen to the door of Alina's room, last night was it possible that Alina accidentally stepped on a shard of shard?

"Hem!"

Zayyad just said that and left.

Seeing the response of his master who seemed to not care about the state of the madam. Nasir is secretly sad for their relationship. Though they are a new couple, must have a relationship that is still very warm.

But not only did they separate rooms, their relationship was very cold and indifferent. Mustering over this large villa, Nasir thought perhaps his hope of seeing a little master or little mistress in the future was not easily realized.

Zayyad prepared the cheese toast as usual for Alina. And a bowl of porridge for his grandmother Alina. While he only prepared bread for breakfast in the morning because he did not like sweet.

After drinking warm tea without sugar. Zayyad fingered his suit pocket to pick up the phone, only to be reminded that it had already been destroyed. Sighing his breath Zayyad stepped into the side room to use the house phone.

Pressing a few number buttons, he decided to contact Bakri. Thank goodness he had memorized the contact of his personal assistant.

"Bakri"

"I want you to send the lady doctor to the villa right now"

"Not for me, but for my wife"

"And buy me a new phone"

"Eum!"

Line disconnected.

Accidentally Ferdi overheard his master's conversation on the phone unable to cover his happy smile. Although he looked indifferent on the surface, it seemed that his master had put a mistress in his heart.

Taking the duster, Ferdi again busy sweeping the dust in the room. Then suddenly he remembered his master's word about buying a new cell phone. So, did the mess in the kitchen come from his master?

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