The Love Of Aurora

The Part 144

Drrrrrrrr......

Drrrrrrrrr.....

The sound of mobile phone vibration located on the nightstand continues to vibrate. Although the owner of the phone knows if the phone was ringing earlier, a sign that someone is contacting him, even so the person is still ignorant.

Until finally his true sleep has been disturbed due to the sound of his cellphone, making him forced to open his eyes that are actually reluctant to awake.

He blinked his eyes over and over again, as one of his hands stretched out to grab his phone that was lying on his bedside nightstand. The position of his body is still on his stomach, so lazy he to wake up in the morning that has gone this afternoon.

His eyes squinted at the name on his phone screen. After finding out who contacted him, he did not answer him, but he left it until the call no longer sounded from his phone.

"Yourf!"

The sound of his breathing was rough. It was as if I felt free from the person who called. Although actually his freedom was spelled out for a moment, because after he later returned home of course the caller will return to terrorize him with all kinds of questions that this time he really wanted to avoid. Because at this time he can no longer put up excuses to him, because his heart and feelings have been really messed up and broken not formed with the loss of his love story to Sisil.

Yup. That's Tommy. The man was currently in lazy mode coming home. More precisely wanted to avoid the terror of his grandmother who always demanded him to get married. After the engagement betrothed by his grandmother at that time ran aground, since then Tommy was determined to marry Sisil, you could say Tommy had promised his grandmother that he would not marry except with Sisil.

This time the grandmother demanded it, because Tommy had previously told his grandmother that he would get married after Zayn got married. In fact, good destiny is not pleasing to Tommy. His love fate must really run aground in the moment before he began to establish a relationship with his girlfriend.

Drrrrr.....

Drrrr.....

"Aah, Shit! Grandma is so good!" his grunts upset themselves.

He grabbed back his phone, then scrolled the green button lazily, because this time the one who contacted him was not his grandmother, but from the secretary in his office.

"Yes, Sa." he answered, still with an unchanging body position.

"Huh? This afternoon? Alright."

"Yourf!"

For the umpteenth time Tommy sighed that felt heavy. Then he stopped the phone connection but was still lazy to wake up. Though his secretary had just given the news that this afternoon he had a meeting schedule with important clients from outside the island.

Although actually today he really is not eager to return to work as before, but if he canceled an important meeting today, of course the fate of his company that would be the bet.

Finally he began to flip his body, lying face the sky of the room where only he realized that he was not currently staying overnight in his private apartment.

"It's a hotel?" His mind asks itself.

His mind remembered the events last night. Starting from after he attended Zayn's wedding reception, to when he went to the karaoke place. Thereafter...

"What!!"

Tommy was shocked. Spontaneous himself immediately sat down and then scrutinized his own entire body. Until the blanket that had covered his body was opened.

"Geez!"

He mumbled in disbelief. Found his plain body without a thread. The man was truly sorry for what happened to him last night. Because this happens not because you are unconscious or under any influence. But it is free and the same in a conscious state when making love last night.

Tommy covered his body with a blanket, then went down to pick up his clothes on the floor, and examined around the room looking for the whereabouts of the woman who accompanied his sleep last night.

Finding the entire room of the hotel room was completely empty except for him, Tommy did not want to bother anymore. Because he knows very well who and how the character of the woman he dated last night.

Feeling the time has passed to meet his important client, Tommy immediately went to the bathroom to clean his body that felt tired.

"Geez!" He was in shock, so knowing the number of kissmarks on the chest of his field, was the wild woman last night.

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Ara and Zayn were already in the car that took him home. During the trip Zayn told Ara to use the mask alone, at least it will help Ara to not bother anymore when accidentally smelling Zayn's sweat.

Fortunately Ara immediately agreed to her husband's proposal, because by using a mask it was true that it could help her resist the turmoil of her body that came arrived.

"Is it better yet?" Zayn asked, when his wife was more calm in her arms.

"Hem.." Ara only glorified followed by his weak dehumanization.

"We'll just check, okay?" ask him again, it might have been the tenth invitation from Zayn to Ara.

The woman shook her head again, fixed on her stance that did not want to be checked because she felt she was fine.

Zayn could only sigh, certainly a little relieved to see the condition of his wife who did not show signs of fever or the like, although this morning his wife had vomited almost all of his stomach.

"I want to get home quickly, miss Ziyyan." saddled as well.

For some reason, from the moment she married Zayn, her son seemed more independent. So barren until Ziyyan seemed to no longer want to be together or spoiled with his parents.

"Yes, I miss Ziyyan too. It feels like Ziyyan has stayed away from us for a long time. I guess it's because of what, huh, Yang?"

Zayn gently rubbed the top of Ara's head, being in this position made the woman feel more comfortable and calm.

"It was originally because of you." Ara scowled while slightly spiked the spoiled pinch on Zayn's waist.

"Duh! How can it be because of me?"

"Because you're the virus's nest. The time you forgot?" This time Ara lifted her body, choosing to sit leaning against her chair.

"Don't say it, dear. Husband's own time in a virus den." Zayn so gemes himself with the term thrown his wife.

"More.. Nought... Here's..."

Ara pointed at the anxiety on her own neck that had many signs of star blinking, her husband did last night.

Zayn chuckled to himself. A second later the man chuckled as he gently rattled the head of his wife so fatigued.

"Ziyya... Ziyyan.." he said angrily, as soon as Zayn could control his screeching chuckle.

Shortly after that the car they were riding in had arrived at the residence of Haris. Well, after getting married Zayn officially stayed in that house. Although this was actually a little contrary to the voice of his heart that actually felt awkward to gather at home with his in-laws, but after weighing and thinking about the request of his two parents-in-law, he chose to approve it. Married with an only child like Ara, it is certain that he must also gather with the family of his wife.

As soon as the foot had stepped into the house, Ara just walked in. Searching for Ziyyan's whereabouts became his step goal. As if no longer care about the existence of Zayn who is still a little clumsy to be and live in the big house.

"Ara sick, Zayn?" greet Viona, when she found out that Ara was coming wearing a mask.

"So morning Ara vomited, Mi. But it's better now."

"Have you checked?"

Zayn shook his head briefly. "Ara don't want to, Mi."

For a moment Viona was silent while looking at Ara who was already seen joking with Ziyyan at the side of her house.

"Don't let it be a sign that Ara is filling up again, Zayn." guess Viona, then.

"Huh?"

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