The Love Behind Rejection

Plans Again

"How's Zayn at the office? Did he trouble you?" zafran asked Arya from behind the phone.

"Not at all, Zaf. Although he did not enter the office for a long time but I think he still knows well his work in the office." replied Arya.

"Good then. Oya have you prepared the apartment that I will occupy after coming from here?"

"Yes, you take it easy, Zaf. Everything will be done when you get back."

"I can always count on you, yes."

"You don't overdo it, Zaf. We are friends. I can feel how you are in your current position."

"Thank you, Yes."

Zafran also disconnected the phone connection and then moved from his seat. He stepped into the room and found Dance watching.

"This woman must not have drunk her milk. I've seen since he was engrossed in my laptop." Zafran's mind shook his head.

He who had intended to rest, actually walked towards the kitchen. A few minutes later he came out of there with a glass of milk in his hand.

"Drink the milk first!" his orders when he was near Tari.

Dance immediately ended her activities and looked in wonder at her husband.

"Why?"

"You're making me milk, mas?"

Dance asked as if she could not believe what she was seeing now.

"Is something wrong?"

"Thank you, mas. Thank you so much for your concern."

Dance grabbed the glass from Zafran's hand. Feeling shocked by Zafran's treatment, he was able to drink the milk with just one breath. He felt like he was in a dream world so beautiful, that he refused to wake up. He stroked the glass of milk in his hand, as if to assume it was Zafran.

Zafran who saw Dari's behavior just shook his head and turned to leave Tari towards the sofa. Realizing that, Tari hurriedly returned to normalcy. He looked at Zafran who was leaning on the sofa while thinking about how to get Zafran to sleep next to him tonight.

"Au, akhatt.." half yelling Tari started her action while pretending to hold her calf.

"Why, Tar? Which one is sick?" Asked Zafran who was now beside him.

"Betish, mas. Suddenly it felt like it was being stabbed."

"Why could that be? Do pregnant women have such complaints?"

"I don't know either, ma'am."

"You calm down, I'll call Faresta's personal doctor."

Zafran then took his phone and called the doctor, while Tari pulled both ends of her lips while glancing at Zafran who looked a little panicked.

"The word doctor is common for pregnant women. It just needs to be compressed with cold water" he said after the phone connection was cut.

"You stay here, I'll take cold water."

Dance simply nodded in response to Zafran's remark. He actually also felt guilty for the man but would like how else. He had no other way to get her to admit that he actually likes to start liking her.

After a few minutes, Zafran returned with a small container in his hand.

"Sleep, I'll compress your calves."

Dance again gave a small nod while putting on her sweetest smile.

"This woman is really testing my defense right now" she said.

While Zafran was busy taking care of his calf, Tari pretended to close his eyes and a few minutes later he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Sensing that Zafran was about to move from there, he pulled back the man's arm.

"Stay here, I'm afraid to be alone" said Tari with her eyes closed.

Zafran shook his hand in front of Tari's face but there was no response from the woman.

"He was already sleeping. Is he wondering again? But kog feels weird well, all this time he's delirious every night. Is this place not suitable for him? It looks like we have to come back tomorrow" Zafran said very slowly but of course Tari could hear everything because she had not fallen asleep.

Hearing Zafran's words, he even tightened his grip. And finally his efforts were not in vain. Zafran is now in a sleeping position next to him.

"I can't sleep sitting down again tonight. My back feels falling out. He asked me to stay here anyway. So why should I torture myself."

Zafran said to himself as he stretched out his body. Dari was very happy to feel the breath of her husband being very close to her.

Zafran slept on his back while his hands were behind his head. He slowly closed his eyes and finally fell asleep. Hearing the soft snoring of her husband, Tari opened her eyes slowly and sure enough Zafran was now in her subconscious.

"I think I'm starting to like you, mas. Do you feel the same?" her mind as she gently stroked her husband's cheek.

Sensing someone touching her, Zafran reflexes moved.But instead of opening his eyes, he turned around and hugged Dari.

Of course a happy and triumphant smile immediately fell on the beautiful face of the woman. She clasped her husband's hand and slowly closed her eyes.

***

"Darling, this place is so romantic. I'm so happy to be able to believe this again with you" said a woman who looked elegant in her knee-length dress.

She is Delia, the future mistress of Zayn Faresta. That night the two were having dinner at a private restaurant with melow-tone live music. After returning home from abroad, only this time the two felt this way again.

"Yes, honey. I'm also happy to have a woman like you."

"Died counting the days, we will officially become husband and wife. I can't wait for that day to come, baby." said Delia, laying her head on Zayn's boat and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Other than me, baby. I've been waiting for this time."

"Are you going to keep loving me like this, Zayn?"

"Of course, honey. You are the reason I live my life."

"I love you, Zayn."

Delia further tightened her embrace on Zayn's waist. Zayn suddenly turned around and grabbed the woman's chin. He then gently kissed his lips. Upon seeing Delia close her eyes, Zayn then grabbed her nape and tilted her head slightly. The kiss that was originally done slowly, is now getting faster. They both make it hard to breathe. Delia softly replied to Zayn's dancing tongue inside her mouth.

Both stopped when they felt they really needed oxygen to breathe.

"You'll get it all when we get married, baby." Delia looked lovingly at Zayn.

"Thank you, baby. I Love You so much."

"I Love You More, baby."

Zayn looked at the clock on his wrist already showing ten o'clock at night. He brought Delia home. After driving Delia to her house first, she also returned to the mansion.

🧡 Happy reading mommy🤗's

💜 Maybe my way is wrong to pull yourself into my real life but trust me all this sincerely I do to be your whole wife...//Tari💜