The Injured Heart.
part 51's
"Now I understand that you too will behave like any other girl when dealing with your husband, like being spoiled, which at first I thought you would never be spoiled for anyone. "
Fachrul Razi el Kaady's.
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This afternoon Zahira was sitting sweet with a cup of tea in his hand, Zahira was relaxing on the terrace of his house enjoying his free time. It felt like he had been sitting quietly like this for a long time.
Both his parents were performing Umrah, Zahira and Razi while staying at Zahira's house accompanied his two younger siblings. It was quite late in the afternoon, it was already five and his two sisters were relaxing in their room playing games.
Zahira was quite grateful that she was able to live her life in peace, her family was with her, and now she is no longer alone. Now she has a husband.
Zahira gave a small smile imagining that she had become Razi's wife, it would be happier if she had children, remembering that Zahira had become impatient to have children.
Zahira's eyes rounded perfectly when she saw her husband had come from the office, and Zahira immediately stood up and kissed the back of her husband's hand.
"Where are the Fatah? " ask Razi did not see his two sisters-in-law.
"They were in their room, playing" he answered, holding Razi's hand and walking into their room.
"Would you take a shower or eat first?" ask again.
Razi smiled knots and then kissed Zahira's forehead at a glance.
"So before I came home I had dinner in the cafe with my client, after eating all the malem, now I want to take a bath first" said Razi who was nod by Zahira.
Shortly afterwards there was a gurgling sound in the bathroom, Zahira was just sitting on her bed while waiting for her husband to finish bathing.
A few minutes later Razi had finished his bath, he had changed clothes and was wearing a short white T-shirt and cream-colored knee-length shorts.
Razi approached Zahira who was sitting and playing his phone. Razi breaks his body in Zahira's lap, Zahira lays down her phone and chooses to interact with her husband.
"Where are the jobs in the office?" asked Zahira while stroking Razi's hair.
Razi closed his eyes enjoying Zahira's touch.
"Okay, everything's good" he answered briefly.
Both of them were silent, Zahira even closed his eyes because he was quite tired because even at home he also worked.
"Rho? "
"Hmmm"
"Sometimes the road yuk" he asked and then looked at Zahira who closed his eyes.
"Where to? " asked Zahira and opened her eyes.
"To the mall or it's up to you, the important thing is we walk" he replied and sat down.
"How do we walk my sister? The father and mother are still five days away from Mas" he explained and lay beside Razi.
"Well, dear ones, there's no way we're staying with them auntie, you're weird"
Razi shook his head slowly and went to lie next to Zahira and looked at his wife, Razi was really amazed by his wife. How beautiful his wife was, because the anxiety of Razi biting on Zahira's cheek, making Zahira complain.
"www... Sick mas! " sneakers. "Well, did you bite my cheek?" ask her with a face.
Razi chuckled at Zahira's facial expression.
"Mas anxious because you are very beautiful.how can you be beautiful like this? I wonder what my late mother's face looks like? " his murmur tilted his head to face Zahira.
"My mother is very beautiful, she is very gentle, kind, caring and also loves me very much" Zahira said.
Zahira's eyes glare remembering his childhood with his late mother, although he does not remember clearly because he was three years old, but he remembered very well how gentle his late mother was, so he did not feel his tears dripping because every time he remembered his Mamah figure, Zahira always felt a deep longing.
Razi who saw his wife's tears dripping immediately rubbed him, he felt guilty for talking about the late Mamah Zahira.
"Honey, I'm sorry, because I'm talking about your Mom, you're so sad" he regretted.
Zahira smiled faintly and looked at Razi.
"I'm not sad, and you don't have to apologize, I always feel homesick every time I remember Mamah, that's why I cry" he said so sincerely.
Razi carries Zahira's body into his arms, Razi kisses Zahira's forehead so deeply, to channel his affection to the girl who has now become his wife.
"I'm sorry" he sounded guilty.
"No, you don't have to apologize, you're not wrong"
"So I feel guilty Ra, I made my wife cry"
Zahira suddenly kissed Razi on the cheek, making Razi surprised by his wife's spontaneous actions. Zahira herself immediately hid her face in Razi's arms in shame.
Zahira remained hidden in Razi's arms.
"Let's get ready, a few minutes away mauk maghrib" he said and then left his bed and Zahira.
***
The night after dinner with Razi and his two younger siblings, Zahira was accompanying Razi in his room while watching TV. But Zahira did not watch, Zahira was checking e-mails from Amira, there are many things he needs to take care of, but because both parents are still worshiping umrah, Zahira can not go to Malaysia, he said, razi is still working.
Her phone rang and it was Amira who called her.
"What's up Mir? " sanyanya.
"Yes, I'll be there soon after my parents come, I'll call you later if I'm there" he said and then closed his phone connection and also his laptop.
"Why baby? " tanya Razi looked at his wife who looked busy, Razi then turned off the TV.
"No, only if Amira could ask me to come to Malaysia as soon as possible" he replied, leaning his head on Razi's shoulder.
"Certainly? "
"My parents still haven't come yet, so there's no way I'm going there and leaving Ali with Fatah"
Razi flicked slowly at Zahira's forehead, making Zahira grunt softly.
"You're always busy working, when you're not at the office, I feel that my wife is much better at doing business than I am"
Zahira laughed at Razi's words.
"I only work for a little while, this is only a matter of employment contract, anyway I do not ignore my obligations as a wife" she said.
"Yes, my super beautiful and super busy wife" said Razi so anxious and pinched Zahira's cheek and made her complain.
"Mas...., sick to know? " the screech then pursed his lips.
Razi chuckled at his wife's behavior.
"Here I hug "
Zahira immediately hugged Razi and enjoyed his warmth in the arms of her husband, now she felt really had fallen in love with her husband, she could even feel her heart pounding when she came into contact with her husband.
"Mas.... "
" hmmm.. "
"It seems like I'm really in love with you" Zahira said quite slowly.
"really? " ask Razi to make sure and look at his wife.
"I think so" he replied simply.
Razi only sighed softly when he heard a short answer from his wife, for Razi Zahira is still a cuckoo Zahira and rarely speaks, even now even though they are married, Zahira still does not change her attitude, but the most important thing for Razi is that their relationship remains fine, and Zahira knows her duty as a wife.
Razi kissed Zahira's forehead many times, making Zahira feel uncomfortable.
"Mas.". she said because she felt uncomfortable and chose to break away from her husband's embrace.
"Why my dear? "
Zahira shook her head slowly and chose to lay her body on the bed, Razi who saw Zahira lying down, he also lay down next to Zahira, and looked at his wife.
"By,.. "
Zahira turned her head and looked at Razi who was lying beside her.
"Let's worship" he asked with a smile.
Zahira who did not understand anything could only furrow her brows in confusion.
"What drug? It was praying" he said it looked plain.
Razi smiled and pulled Zahira's body into his arms.
"The husband and wife's drug, I want us to have children soon" he said, who was nodded by Zahira with a face reddened with shame.
Next Razi was reading the do'a, and after a while the lights in their room were seen turned off and replaced with the sound of a husband and wife who were mingling Love.
"I am grateful because in the end when this heart again feels in Love, I fall in Love in the right place, which is Love after marriage, because true Love comes after marriage. "
Zahira Al Mahyra's.
