The Love Of Aurora
The Part 141
After the wedding reception Ara and Zayn successfully held without any obstacles, this time the newlyweds chose to immediately rest themselves in a hotel that had been deliberately rented by Haris for them.
Ara immediately entered the bathroom to flush her sticky body, while Zayn chose to stay on the balcony of the room while playing his phone so seriously. The incident last afternoon when Sisil came with his prospective fiancee that made Zayn very curious about how it actually happened with the fate of his best friend, Tommy.
The man tried repeatedly to contact Tommy, but remained unanswered, while still actively connected. Until Ara was done with her cleaning in the bathroom, apparently Zayn was still so comfortable and forced to contact Tommy, because of his worry and also so care he with his best friend.
"Call who, Mas?"
Ara had just stood behind Zayn's back which looked so serious, visible from his face that was clearly being riled up.
Zayn turned his body to face Ara, still with the position of the phone attached to the ear.
"Tommy," he said briefly, as soon as he heard the voice of the telephone operator saying that Tommy's number was out of reach.
Instantly, the look on Ara's face turned mellow with glaring eyes staring at the orange sky which slowly turned dark.
Realizing that his wife had a face, Zayn immediately pocketed her phone in her pants pocket. Then immediately bring the body of his wife who is still wrapped in a towel into his embrace.
"I'm sorry, yes" he said, smacking a brief kiss on Ara's forehead.
"Sorry for what, Mom?"
Ara took off Zayn's embrace, she stared fixedly at her husband who arrived saying an apology, when before there was nothing wrong or wrong with him.
"Because I have made you sad" said Zayn with both palms cupped to Ara's cheeks.
"I'm not sad."
Zayn chuckled a little with his wife's confession. "Well, that trus? You look up at the sky while being sad it's not because I'm cuekin you?"
Ara reviewed her thin smile while grabbing Zayn's hand from her face. "So then I suddenly remembered Sisil, Mas."
Zayn chuckled a little realizing that being too scared would make Ara sad and disappointed in him. More tonight is their first night after legally becoming a married couple who have been officially recorded in the state.
"You're weird, Mas?" Of course Ara said that because she had just seen her husband like he wanted to laugh, but a minute ago his face looked sad.
"Damn.. It's getting better." The man even raised his small pinch on Ara's cheek, making the woman even more astonished by her behavior that exceeded Ziyyan's.
"Here I hug again."
"Go take a shower, Mas." Ara chose to retreat slowly, avoiding being hugged by Zayn.
Seeing Ara who seemed to be fishing to tease him, made the man further erode the distance. But this time Ara still managed to escape and darted away into his room, followed by Zayn who continued to follow and forced to hug Ara.
"Mas want to take a shower now or don't sleep with me, will you?"
The threatening tone was forced out of Ara's mouth, after feeling a little tired continuously evading from Zayn who wanted to hug her. Not because she did not want to be hugged, but I don't know since when Ara was so unhappy with the smell of her husband's sweat. Though in fact Zayn is not typical of dirty men or who easily smell sour.
"Huh?"
Zayn stared in his place with a mouth that was flabbergasted in disbelief.
"Hmm, how dare you tell the story?"
"I'm serious, Mom." Ara again stepped back, after Zayn put his feet again trying to approach his wife who was standing in a corner of his room.
"Mas!" The woman reflexively raised her voice slightly, making Zayn instantly stunned and undo his steps.
The man stared fixedly at his wife who this time had a very serious face. Although actually he felt a little strange and certainly a little offended by Ara's behavior that he did not want to embrace, he said, the man finally chose to budge and immediately waltzed into the bathroom with a face that had bent sour.
Huft, Ara can already breathe a sigh of relief. She sat down in front of the glass to dry her hair.
At first glance she turned to the bathroom, still no sign of her husband starting his bath. I don't know what she's still doing in there, and of course it makes Ara feel bad because only this time she dared to refuse and also threaten her husband.
About twenty minutes later, Zayn had finished his bath. The man immediately stepped towards the bed, ignoring Ara who was deliberately waiting for him on the balcony.
"Mas," Ara tried to greet him, this time he was already sitting on the edge of the bed, just where Zayn was currently lying.
"You sulking?"
Zayn just shook his head.
"Are you tired?"
Zayn glanced fiercely at his wife. Here he increasingly does not understand the behavior and meaning of the words of Ara.
Why? Surely... But it should be thrown away immediately away from its ego. It feels like a little boy if you have to really wear a lashing mode just because you refuse to be hugged.
Tired? Helloo... Have held a reception all day, must feel tired bin tired dong? Why should you ask Capek? Indeed Ara did not feel tired too what?
Seeing Zayn who only silenced her mouth, Ara also chose to circle the bed and immediately lay her body also beside her husband lying down.
"When for example answer is not tired I want to make it up. Yeah already!"
Ara's rant clearly landed on Zayn's ear, leaving the man again flabbergasted by himself for his insensitive innocence with his wife's code.
"I'm not tired, honey. Ayuuuk's?"
The man immediately locked his wife's body with his possessive hug. But this time it seems he is faced with the problem again with the face of his wife who again put on a sad aura.
"Darling," Zayn patted Ara's cheek, which this time his wife looked like she was daydreaming.
"Mas," The woman turned her body, facing off against Zayn.
"I'm still curious about how Sisil and Tommy were told. You try calling again, Mom. You know after this Tommy wants to answer."
"Yes, after that - I'll call Tommy again." Zayn began to squander the niche of Ara's neck.
"Now, Mas!"
"Yes, it's I've started, baby. You just enjoy it." The man increasingly launched his action through opening the pajama strap attached to his wife's body.
"I mean, you call Tommy now. Not even this." Ara parried the soft hands of Zayn who had landed stroking his queen's stomach.
"Huh?"
"Yes, Mas. I've been calling there."
Ara sat down and grabbed Zayn's phone from the bedside table, then thrust it at Zayn without any guilt, because it has made her husband have to hold back his hasssrat and also of course must withstand his irritation.
"Should you call right now?" Zayn was still trying to reprimand, feeling his own pity for his junior who felt claustrophobic from his cage.
Ara just nodded confidently.
"We were-it was yuk, after this call Tommy."
Really Zayn is not strong enough to hold something that is getting hardened in there. The look in his eyes was already very pushy, emanating so heavily as a result of holding his libido back.
"Damn... Yeah, I just called Tommy."
Ara really did not care about the face full of the man who now leads him to re-spread himself. The woman was too focused on trying to call Tommy through Zayn's cell phone.
One call from him still went unanswered by Tommy, while this time Zayn had managed to remove the pajamas worn by Ara, leaving the twin towering mountain cover cloths defiant.
Two calls to Tommy are still unanswered as well. This time Zayn had already managed to remove the twin mountain barrier cloth. As soon as the man had already leaned his face closer to the twin mountain navel to sip it favorably, it arrived....
"Hallo, Tom?"
Wadohs!
Zayn could only pat his own forehead once Ara instantly thrust out his phone which apparently this time his call was answered by Tommy.
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