The Fate of Love of a Misanris

48. Not Sleeping?

Alina gives Zayyad a glass of water and helps him lie down. However, due to her always defensive attitude towards women, making her movements a little awkward when receiving treatment from Alina.

Seeing the nervous and restless expression on her face, Alina could not help but tease the man who looked extremely adorable in her eyes. Therefore, after laying Zayyad down and covering her, Alina immediately moved away. If not, he may lose control.

"I'll get Bakri to call the doctor"

Seeing Zayyad's condition which seemed to be a high fever, Alina was about to go out to tell Bakri to bring in a doctor.

"No need!"

His steps came to a halt when Zayyad said that. Alina turned towards the man. Picking up his pair of eyebrows, he asked. "But you've been this bad, so I thought"

"I'll get better soon" Cut Zayyad.

Alina looked at Zayyad who was so calm, as if explaining her circumstances was a matter of course. Don't know what to say anymore.

Zayyad closed his eyes. He guessed this situation must have been triggered by his aunt's actions yesterday. Plus what Alina did last night. This isn't the first time this has happened. So he knew that this was only for a moment and he would improve soon.

Alina saw Zayyad's eyes closed. Don't know if the man is asleep or not. His face was clearly still red due to the heat of his body being so high. Looking at her puffy purplish brown lips and the scars on her lower lip. Alina was reminded of what she did last night.

He acted very savagely, just like a starving she-wolf. Biting her lower lip, not knowing why she felt a little guilty. His actions that night, did not necessarily make Zayyad very afraid to meet him.

Alina picked up the towel that was already dry to wet again. After squeezing it, he slowly placed the towel over Zayyad's forehead. Just as he was bowing, Zayyad's gentle breath stroked his face.

His gaze fell on the face of Zayyad who was quite handsome. Her white cheeks were flushed, looking like peaches. Her eyelashes were pitch-black like ink, it was straight and long. His nose is perfectly sculpted with charming sharp curves. Alina who was looking at her, was unable to resist touching the beauty before her.

His index fell down the bridge of Zayyad's nose. Then slowly descend to feel the surface of his swollen lips and rub the corners of his injured lower lip. It seems Zayyad is asleep. If not...

"Ugh..." Zayyad's eyes were wide open. His mouth just spewed out the contents of the food he had just eaten.

Alina who was still slightly bowed, stiffened. Seeing the acidic liquid mixed with the fouled food right in front of his chest. Stain the pashmina to the upper clothing.

Zayyad did not sleep at all. It had been a long time since Alina had started touching her nose. Being unable to hold it anymore, he accidentally spewed it out just like that.

"You haven't slept yet?" Alina stood up straight. Holding back his kiss for not vomiting.

"Sorry" Zayyad lowered his gaze, avoiding looking at Alina.

"Well, it's not your fault" If he didn't do it, maybe Zayyad wouldn't throw up like this.

Alina decides to go to the bathroom to clean herself up. Thinking of his clothes getting wet, he walked into the closet. Open it and pick up Zayyad's white shirt. "I borrowed one of your shirts" said Alina, who turned to Zayyad for a moment.

Alina rushed to the bathroom to clean herself up. After a few minutes he finally came out wearing Zayyad's white shirt. Due to the difference in the bodies of men and women, it was clear that the shirt looked great for her.

Zayyad who was uncomfortable with the sour taste left in his mouth. Waiting for Alina to come out. Just when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, Zayyad slowly woke up from his bed. Raising his face, his gaze immediately fell onto Alina.

The woman was wearing a robe with a pasmina dress, looking very charming. Now he stood up in his white shirt that only covered his thighs. Looking from above, her appearance looked very adorable. Because the shirt was clearly oversized on Alina's thin body and her long sleeves almost almost hid both hands.

But when looking down, her appearance was obviously very tempting. Its smooth, porcelain-like legs, milky white, and slender were clearly emblazoned and very alluring. Zayyad's throat choked, immediately he turned his face away and rushed to the bathroom.

Alina nervously walked towards the sofa and sat down. He was not at all comfortable because Zayyad's shirt only covered his thighs. But he also could not possibly wear his wet clothes and vomit marks.

Zayyad came out of the bathroom and rushed to hide himself under the covers.

A few minutes passed, finally there was the sound of a quiet breath of a man who had fallen asleep. Alina slowly got up from the sofa. After making sure Zayyad really sleeps. He wet a dry towel and placed it on Zayyad's forehead.

Finished doing so, Alina who was still standing, looked at Zayyad while sighing heavily.

"I've only defended you for a moment and you've puked. If your response is always such disgust for my touch, how can we go further than this?"

Alina walked over to the sofa and lay down slowly. Turning his body to the side, he rested his head on his hands. His gaze fell on Zayyad who was still fast asleep.

His brain was trying hard to figure out how to get Zayyad used to it. At least the man can make it an exception from his fear of women.

But thinking about last night's events, obviously it's getting harder to do. Don't make him an exception, maybe he's like a monster in the man's view.

Alina pinched her temple and still thought. The grieving old face of her grandmother was still imagined. His old eyes were hoping in despair, always making him sick if he remembered.

"After all, I must immediately give a granddaughter to grandma" pressed Alina who had already made up her resolve.

He even decided to get married. The thing he stayed away the most in life, just to make his grandmother happy. So giving a grandchild, he will definitely do his business if it can make his grandmother happy.

Even if he knew it was difficult.

Having a child means she should be ready to take her marriage more seriously. Having new responsibilities as a mother and certainly divorce is not an easy thing to do if it happens later.

There is a new heart that he must take care of. There is a new soul that he must make happy. And there must be something most terrifying.

What if the child was born to suffer like him?

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