The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

The Responded Hugs

“TIDUR!” Arrahma pursed her lips when she saw the message from her husband.

“Why should be in capslock egala,” Arrahma grunts desperately.

With a heavy heart Arrahma still trying to continue his main intention.

“Aa sleep?” Arrahma asked.

After a five-minute wait, Zola sent a voice message.

“YOU! I don't want to be told to wait for you in the hospital like a few days ago. The first night, instead of sleeping on a soft bed. Even sleep in a hospital bed!” His voice sounded sniffling.

Arrahma smiled wryly, wasn't Zola herself the one who asked to sleep in the hospital bed with him. Though in the room Arrahma there is a sofa bed that is certainly quite comfortable if used to sleep.

“Iya, sorry! Later when I go home back I massage++ for Aa!” write Arrahma with a smile.

Zola's eyes widened as she read the message her wife sent.

“Cih, it turns out he's not as innocent as I thought. This boy understands also the same that ++!” Zola chuckled wryly.

“That's the duty of a wife!”

“Iya, it's up to Aa, which one to add! Add a leg or hand! Rahma follow!”

Zola frowned, apparently her thoughts regarding ++ were wrong.

In the afternoon her husband was coming home, the girl was ready to wait for Zola's arrival.

“Aa!” yelled Arrahma directly hugging her husband's body. Zola was silent because of his wife's overly possessive behavior.

The whole family looked at him with an indecipherable look. For the Zola family, men are rude but get a partner like Arrahma. Awake obediently with her husband.

Asrhaf glanced at his superior wife. The young man nodded slowly. “Nona, why can he behave like this. To be honest, this is often done by women out there when accompanying Mr. Zola, but it seems that this will be memorable for you, if the women there are too aggressive in contrast to Miss!”

Zola was still stunned by this incident. But when he saw his family, he saw it. Makes himself return his wife's embrace. Wanted to show if a man is as bad as himself. Patas also get genuine love from others.

“Rahma, mending us to room only!” he impressed attention. Arrahma asked her husband's family for permission to enter the room.

The whole family stared at Zola's room. When closed they throw each other a glance. But when they knew there was Asrhaf still pecking there. They immediately drifted away.

“Bby, cave knows where Zola met his wife?” Adel threw his ass at the couch.

Asrhaf glanced at Adel with the tail of his eyes.

Adel let out a long sigh as Asrhaf did not budge.

Asrhaf simply shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Adel ran after Asrhaf who was walking fast.

“Srhaf! Did Zola force her?”

“Ask the same Mr Zola!” Asrhaf answered quickly and walked in a hurry.

In the room Arrahma helped her husband to take off his clothes. The girl looked down embarrassed when she saw her husband's chest. It can even be ascertained that his heart is now rhythmic. Like before, when accidentally passed by Gus Imam. Remembering Gus Imam, made Arrahma sigh heavily. Why is her love story so dramatic.

'What is destined for us will be ours. Sometimes we don't want it. And something that was in sight. It will either be ours or even ours. If God says let go, it will be released. As much as we admire him' his inner.

“Arrahma are you intention to help no? Why are you just silent!” zola growled while raising both his wife's hands violently. Made Arrahma's chest hit his chest.

“Ma-sorry I was..” Arrahma did not continue his words. There was no way she could be frank with her husband. If you are thinking of another man.

“Ck! I told you, don't always apologize!” Zola settled his wife's face. Unfortunately, his heart rippled, making him have to control his feelings.

“Already, I want to take a shower!” Zola took off her shirt button. While entering the bathroom.

Seeing her husband come out of the bathroom with a straight face. Making Arrahma ashamed, the girl lowered her head.

“Another month, we move to my house!” Zola threw away the towel that had been used to dry her hair. Arrahma took it for drying.

“I need approval from Kong Can, she's home in three weeks!” Zola put her foot in the mattress. Since Arrahma's arrival in this house. He had not met Kong Can.

“Aa, don't pray?” tanya Arrahma was afraid.

Zola didn't make a sound the man just kept quiet. And turn on the phone. Seeing this, Arrahma did not want to repeat her question or remind her husband again. For him Zola is an adult does not need to be patronized. Once she had reminded, but if her husband did not want to. That's Zola's business. As a wife she had already reminded her husband of his obligations. Maybe later when there is time for prayer again just reminded.

“Aa, tomorrow I will work again, Aa permission yes?”

Zola glanced at his wife for a moment, after which she stared at the screen of her phone.

“Whatever, the important thing is when I get home, you should already be home! Do not use motor!” his voice sounded flat.

“Terus Arrahma, what to wear?” Wrinkled forehead.

“Flying carpet!” resounding.

“Yes car dong Eggplant, there will be a driver who will pick you up!” Zola glanced at his wife . But at that moment Arrahma was playing his lips. Looks tempting to Zola. The normal man immediately pulled his wife's head. Arrahma was surprised because suddenly his head was pulled. Even more stunned when her lips were crushed by her husband. Every time he kissed his wife. Zola always closed her eyes. Otherwise, his wife's clear eyes would have bewitched him.

Arrahma just followed the game that Zola did. There is no rejection. Both are filled with desire for each other. Zola's hand went down, unbuttoned Arrahma's shirt. The position of the two has changed the position of Zola overlaying his wife's body. The man did not want to let go of his kiss. Although his right hand opened one by one Arrahma shirt buttons.

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