The Love Behind Rejection

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Zafran was a little surprised when he woke up because his hand was now beautifully coiled above the belly of Dance. He could clearly feel the woman's breath. He was seen clinging to a shady face in front of him at this moment that seemed to ask for care from him.

Not wanting Tari to know where she was, she slowly got up and got out of bed on her tiptoes. He did not know, Tari had actually been awake since earlier but he did not want to rush to release Zafran's embrace. He felt very comfortable in the man's arms.

The new dance opens its eyes when it hears the bathroom door being opened by Zafran. He woke up leaning on the bed and smiled to himself as he stared at the bathroom. But a minute later the bathroom door opened again and Zafran could clearly see his wife's behavior. Dance momentarily silent and cursing herself.

"Lu what the hell, Tar. He must now think you're really mentally ill."

"Why are you smiling to yourself again?"

"A-a-I was dreaming so beautiful, that her smile was carried into the real world."

Zafran only advanced a little his lips hearing Dance's reply. He then walked to the closet to pick up something and went back to the bathroom. In that medium-sized room, he kept thinking about Dance's behavior.

"This woman is very strange. Do I need to take her to a psychiatrist?" his inner.

Since his mind was only focused on Dance, he quickly finished his bath. While Tari saw Zafran coming out of the bathroom, hurriedly went inside while looking down to avoid her husband's gaze.

But just as he was about to step in, his hand was already intercepted by Zafran.

"We need to talk."

"Let me take a shower first, mas."

"Is your frustration the same as Zayn's, making you feel like a lunatic?"

"What's? Zay? Snowman, can't read the situation. If I'm frustrated with Zayn, why didn't I go crazy from a month ago."

Dance spoke to herself because her mouth was too weak to speak. She would be so ashamed of her husband if he knew about his charade.

"Dance, answer me!" said Zafran a little snapping seeing Dance silent.

"Honored young master Zafran, why am I frustrated because of irresponsible men like Dimas, Zayn or whoever his name is. I don't want to think about it anymore. Now I want to focus on my own household and devote my life to a husband who is LEGITIMATE to me. Enough of my mistakes in the past so learning for me to be a better human being in the future."

Degs...

Zafran was instantly speechless hearing Dance's words. He did not expect the woman to be able to speak wisely and act more mature now.

"She said she would devote her life to a LEGIT husband for her. Does that mean he can really accept me sincerely, not as a man who is responsible for him?"

Zafran was still in his place with a straight forward view. Seeing that, Tari removed her hand from Zafran's grasp and entered the bathroom. Before closing the door, Tari stared at her husband's buttocks with the remnants of water still dripping on his body. He muttered that was barely heard by the man.

"I'm getting comfortable around you, mom."

***

"How was your office yesterday, baby?" elisa's mother asked while chatting casually with Zayn before her youngest son left for the office.

"No problem, Ma. I don't think you'll have any complaints with me."

"Thank God, baby. Zaynku is back now.

Mama Elisha embraces Zayn while gently rubbing her head.

"What time are you home?"

"Ten o'clock in the night, ma."

"You don't see Delia often before you get married, baby. My parents said PAMALI."

"Yes, Ma." replied Zayn with a smile.

He does not believe in old myths. But he did not want to argue with his mother.

"Will my mom come out today?"

"Good idea, Ma. I'll definitely take some time."

"Of course, baby."

"If I go to the office first, Dad."

Zayn grabbed the hand of Elisha's mother and kissed her.

"Be careful on the road, baby."

***

"Are you busy, huh?" ask Zafran from behind his phone.

"I'm tidying up files for a quick meeting. Is there a problem, Zaf?" reply Arya while fixing her sitting position and leaning on the chair.

"Do you know what causes women to smile on their own?"

"Haha. Come on, Zaf. What kind of question is that?"

"I'm asking you, yes. Not telling you to laugh."

Zafran is upset by Arya's attitude.

"Yes, yes, sorry, Zaf."

"If again that smile means he's happy, Zaf. If you are sad."

"The Kindergarten also knows that the answer is only that simple."

Zafran was again upset. It seemed that asking Arya was just a waste of her time.

"Keep wanting you, what am I answering? Why don't you just ask Goegle? He must know. Haha."

"Damn you, yeah."

The phone connection was cut off by Zafran. The Arya he had always relied on this time was completely useless.

"But Arya's word is true as well, why don't I think to find the answer in the goegle" the man's inner self.

He then looked for a comfortable seat on the beach-side umbrellas. He deliberately called a bit away from Dance because he did not want the woman to know the topic of conversation.

Zafran then began to browse through his questions through an application that provides all the answers needed by the earthlings.

His eyes immediately round finding the top answer to his question is the characteristics of people in LOVE.

"So Tari is in love? But his eyes were very honest saying that he did not want to remember Zayn anymore. What does that mean..."

Zafran hung up his words, his countenance suddenly changing like an angry person.

"How dare that woman fall in love when she is already my wife. Just look what I can do to you."

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Lope-lope a tomato for bang Zafran💃💋

''Sorry my favorite readers up a little bit because mommy doesn't have much time today🙏🤗

🧡 Bang Satya up night well,😚

💜 The weirdness of your attitude managed to get my mind distracted, do you want to drive me crazy with all day thinking about you... // Zafran💜