The Fruit of Patience

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"do you love me, " whispered zayn who was holding the innocent body of nameera, who,

"answer first from the man you know I'm not your biological son, "ask nameera

"honey, have you forgotten who I am" said Zayn

"do you love me "asked zayn once again,

nameera did not know what to answer, she instead tightened her arms on her husband, while closing her eyes, "honey," said zayn as he stroked his wife's back,

until finally nameera fell asleep, because indeed she was very tired all day bathed in sweat with her husband, zayn just smiled and kissed long on his wife's forehead," sleep, I'll take care of you and love you," whispered zayn in the ear of his wife,

until the night was getting late ashila became unsettled, zayn did not look at her even though as beautiful as any of her grooming, "no, this I can not let, "cry ashila while clenching her hands, "no,

after dinner ended, the Arin maid mansion delivered iriana and ashila into their rooms,

but after the ashila entered the room, she could not calm down her heart raged because she ignored zayn, "no, you must be mine zayn, "the ashila monologue alone

ashila opened the door of her room, she saw the whole room of the mansion dark because indeed all the lights were turned off, she chose to sit on the sofa of the living room hoping that zayn would come down from inside her bedroom," zayn hasn't had dinner yet, and it's time for me to act out" a sly smile rose on the woman's lips,

ashila did not know, before returning home from the office Zayn had eaten with his wife,

it had been almost half an hour that Ashila was sitting alone in the middle of the dark mansion, lucky in the room to be free of mosquitoes,

the clock turned, hope ashila became extinct, "shit, "said ashila then got up from the sofa to enter her bedroom,

"zayn, "inner ashila, "inner ashila,

his intention to open the door of the room he paled now he turned around to return to meet zayn, his limp legs trying to get up quickly,

"zayn, "call ashila when she is next to her half-sister's husband,

"emm, "zayn indifferently he prefers to sip the drink in his hand,

"em, are you hungry, here let me serve you, "said Ashila immediately walked to prepare food for zayn, and,

zayn was just silent, he was staring at ashila with a streak of hatred, ashila did not realize that he looked busy taking the plate, ashila was not aware of it,

as for zayn, he preferred to turn his direction, "I'm not hungry" said zayn and left ashila alone,

"fuck, "ashila wanted to throw the plate in her hand but she messed up, considering that what's more important now is her image,

"sabar ashila, patient," ashila rubbed her thundered chest holding back anger, if against nameera surely ashila would not hesitate to immediately impersonate nameera's face,

zayn returned to his room, he re-opened the shirt he was wearing and preferred to barong beside his wife rather than serve the woman he did not know himself,

"why can I love you this much, "said zayn while showering the face of nameera with his kiss, "engh, "nameera relieves his sleep disturbed by her husband, who kissed her,

zayn rushes the nameera back so that his sleep is not disturbed, "i love you, "the word is always whispered in the ear of the nameera until he also fell asleep