The Fruit of Patience

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nameera held onto her rumbling chest, while zayn continued to knock on the bathroom door,

"hey, honey why the door is closed, " said zayn from outside the bathroom, saying,

while nameera herself is afraid if she comes out, zayn will do it again to him, he said,

"please go out first, I want to change clothes, "said nameera as her hand held the bathroom doorknob,

"if I had to get out, I'd even seen and felt your body was dear" said Zayn, teasing his wife,

"ish why he's so perverted, "the nameera grunts in the bathroom

"come on, "nameera is like begging, please,

"yes well, "zayn walked and opened the door of his resting room, but what zayn did, he did not even come out from the inside he just opened and closed it hard, he said,

zayn's a little hiding so he doesn't get caught by nameera,

nameera slightly pulled out her head, trying to see if her husband had really come out or not,

"it may be safe, "said nameera as she opened the bathroom door, she ran a little and went straight up to the bed, pulling her blanket to cover her whole body,

"hiks, nameera was crying while looking at her clothes lying on the sofa with a horrible feeling,

zayn who heard the nameera sobbing immediately came out of his hiding and immediately grabbed the body of his wife,

nameera was stunned she was shocked not playing, "wasn't she already out, "inner nameera

"hey why hem, "said zayn while holding the nameera body

nameera looked at her husband and then she looked back at his shirt lying on the floor,

"how can I go home" said nameera

zayn knitted his brows, not fully understanding his wife's intentions,

"how can I go home, if my clothes are like that, hiks, "nameera starts crying

zayn began to look at the view of the nameera, he smiled as he scratched his head slightly that did not itch, due to his impatience he even damaged the nameera shirt, he broke the nameera shirt,

"hey, look at me, "zayn cupped nameera's cheek until Netra they both met,

"i'll have Lisa buy you some quiet clothes, " said Zayn and pulled out his phone to call her assistant,

"no, "nameera instantly took the phone from zayn's hand, zayn,

"why, " said zayn with a smile,

"i don't want anyone else to know the size of my clothes, "says the cynical nameera, zayn just smiles, she just smiles,

"then I have to how hem, "zayn hugged the body of the nameera yng in the blanket,

nameera did not answer he was even more crying, the annoyance with zayn increasingly becoming, the more,

"ish, don't hug, " said nameera while trying to get her out of zayn's arms,

not to miss zayn even more tightened his embrace while showering his wife's face with a friendly kiss, he said,

"ish, let go I want to wear clothes" said nameera again free herself,

"wear clothes, "ask zayn as she breaks her arms,

nameera got down from the bed and walked towards the sofa, picking up her already-unformed clothes,

walking to the bathroom nameera began to use a brand that looks torn but still can be used, while the CD has been torn into two, "ah, why he is so ferocious, "nameera grunts

zayn could only smile how could all his wife's clothes be like that, "ah, fucking hands, " said zayn as he patted his own hands