The Love Of Aurora

The Part 133

I don't know because of the exact cause all day Ara was still a little cold to Zayn. For sure the man tried to continue to be patient and understand him, because he thought it might be the cause of PMS alone.

Until at nightfall, when they were already nearing sleep, Ara almost inhabited him. Already various ways the man tried to melt the atmosphere with his wife, but apparently still too silent for Ara to say what really makes it so.

Ara had already placed herself lying on her side. He immediately closed his eyes just like that even though he was still not sleepy. Zayn could only look at her while sitting at the bedside.

The man had already felt strongly that his wife was thinking about something that might be very disturbing to his mind. Could it be because of this sudden marriage, or because of anything else, it would still be a puzzle if Zayn did not question him right now.

Slowly Zayn also relaxes, and apparently now Ara also changed his position by turning his back on Zayn. Again, the man could only breathe out his heavy breath, trying to spread himself to his wife who still did not want to open to him.

With a little reckless, Zayn shifted his distance closer to Ara. And at once his hands just coiled around his wife's waist, inhaling a distinctive fragrance that felt soothing to his feelings.

"Darling," she said softly. The man was sure that Ara was pretending to be sleeping.

"I know that you're thinking. I won't tell you a story if you don't want to tell it. But at the very least, don't be cold like that like me." Zayn's hand revealed Ara's hair, exploring her tie-neck neck that was tempting to wipe.

"If you dwell on me like this, I feel that what makes you this must be because of me. Aye right?"

The man looked a little, apparently Ara was still at home to keep silent by pretending to be asleep.

"Darling, are you really sleeping?" Zayn shook Ara's body slowly.

"I'm sorry if it's true because of me you've been living in me this way. But if you don't tell me, how do I know where I'm wrong?"

"Is it because of this?" Zayn deliberately rubbed gently the carved star of his gift that was embedded in his woman's neck.

Ara moved a little, of course she was already amused by the man's rubbing. Moreover, the breath feels so close, like tickling sensitive areas that feel bristling.

"Yes already." he said resignedly, then the man glanced at his cell phone which was lying on the nightstand next to his bed.

The man now busies himself by playing his cell phone. Check out some important things that he should prepare tomorrow before leaving again for his project.

The distinctive clink of incoming messages sounded in droves from Zayn's phone. Apparently it was enough to confiscate Ara's feelings, making her suspicious of who her husband was replying to messages.

Until the sound of Zayn's tightness that sounds faint, but it makes Ara feel more curious.

"It can't be from love anymore, can it?" Ara opened her eyes, but still looked back at Zayn.

"Who the hell is it? I think it's really nice." Monologue again.

It felt like the man was moving closer again, and Ara closed her eyes immediately.

Apparently not only moved closer, but Zayn turned Ara's body so that his position could be stretched out.

"What do you want?" The roar of Ara's breath suddenly blew ungodly.

Zayn's breathing drew closer to his face. The smell of mint from the man's mouth felt closer and a second later their lips met again.

Cup.

Zayn landed his kiss again on Ara.

"Damn! How dare he steal the start again," he said annoyed, of course it was just the sound of his heart grumbling.

"Darling, I'm going home now" she said, which made Ara open her eyes, astonished at her sudden farewell as the night wore on.

The man immediately extended his smile, once he knew his wife was awake and again landed his kiss back deeper and of course increased the duration of his kiss until he reached Ara pushing his body because it had run out of oxygen.

"You go to sleep" he said as he rubbed the salivary fluid slowly from the corner of Ara's lips.

"I have to go home right now. Good nights.." Now the man got out of his bed.

"Why sudden?" A short question from Ara made Zayn look back at him.

Now Ara was sitting leaning on the headboard of her bed, while her eyes could only watch as the man packed some of her dirty clothes.

After Zayn finished approaching Ara again, sitting looking at her with such a deep gaze.

"I'm saying yes?" he said again, spitting a brief kiss on his woman.

Ara was still flinching. It felt like she wanted to trust her husband with the reason he had been told, but somehow her heart was still too suspicious. The image of Zayn being fondly held by Bella continues to tease her.

"Would you come with me?" invite him, because only see Ara who remains unmoved.

"You come tomorrow to take Narsih's mother."

"No." he said weakly.

"You know, you're like this making me even more nervous." Zayn stamped Ara's nose with both fingers.

Ara just deflected it slowly, then ventured to stare fixedly at Zayn's netra.

"Go home... I'm sorry, I can't come or drop you off tomorrow." she said later, which was enough to make Zayn feel a little sloppy.

She let him go home tonight. And Zayn could only snort resignedly. Hoping there would be drama from his wife that would prevent him from leaving, apparently it was still nil.

Finally the man stepped out of his room, followed by Ara who also followed him from behind. Previously the man went into Ziyyan's room to say goodbye, apparently his son was already asleep carving his dream.

A warm kiss he pinned Ziyyan's cheek before finally having to leave again and might be reunited in the next two weeks.

Zayn said goodbye to his two parents-in-law who apparently still did not sleep and was chatting casually in the family room. Haris, who knows that his son-in-law will be busy with his work tomorrow, will immediately let him go home tonight, so he can prepare for what he has to bring tomorrow morning.

"I tipped Ziyyan yes," he said again as soon as they were standing next to Zayn's car.

Ara just nodded. Of course, he will again be required to be creative in order to distract his son when whining asking to meet with Zayn.

"You miss me, you can follow me there."

"Damn, Ge-er!" The woman throws her lips together, but is caught by Zayn with a smearing kiss.

Mmph...

Ara moaned, running out of oxygen again due to her husband's increasingly brutal appearance.

"Eat him, same husband don't be so manyun. I know her husband is nervous. Want me to eat again?" Godanya while gently rubbing Ara's wet ruum lips and has become a palanquin for her.

"Damn... I'm home there." Now the face was a little blushing, no longer seemed to have a cold aura like that.

"Still missing, don't want to go far." Tetiba Zayn clutched Ara's body in his arms, with his typical whimper of a boy who would not be left.

"If you don't go to work tomorrow, how can you support me with Ziyyan."

"Wooh! Why am I talking about that? The one he had added geer entar." Ara only realized if she had just slipped said the stride that passed in her mind.

"Well.my wife." Zayn cupped Ara's cheeks with both palms. "You and Ziyyan have always been my encouragement" he said so happily.

"I'm saying yes?"

"Hum..." Then Ara returned Zayn's hand and then kissed him with reverence.

Zayn is gone. Ara who is still in the yard of her house. His mind was again seized with the photo Keanu sent to him. Before she found her certainty, she still felt anxious with her husband. Eventually, a short message was sent to Keanu. The woman had planned to meet Keanu tomorrow, to question him from where he got the photo set in front of the door of Zayn's apartment.

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