The Pursuit of Fatimah Love

Our duty as husband and wife

Chapter 58

"Please,"

"Fatimah,"

The voices were so clearly heard in Fatimah's eardrum. There was anxiety in his eyes that were now perfectly closed. His breath was hunting.

"Fatimah,"

"Help me!"

The voices are back. Fatimah's entire body suddenly shivered, sweat therapy soaked her entire face and body. He felt eyes that were very difficult to open, a tongue that felt very confused, let alone to scream, just issuing one word felt very difficult.

Fatimah felt her stiff body, so she was unable to move. The voice was now accompanied by the silhouette of a man who was very familiar with Fatimah.The silhouette was seen whimpering in pain and again asking for help and calling his name.

Fatimah's tears did not flow from the corner of her eyes. In fact, his chest felt extremely tight, wanting him to run over to the silhouette and hug him. However, he was unable to do so, until finally, he saw the silhouette of a woman coming up abruptly while extending her hand to the silhouette of the man.

The silhouette of the man, had looked towards Fatimah before receiving a helping hand from the silhouette of the woman. Fatimah's chest tightened even more, as the two silhouettes stepped away from her, her tears grew more and more with a very heart-wrenching whimper.

"Fatimah, awake!"

A baritone voice so soft and a slight shock on his shoulder, awakened Fatimah, that he was able to open his eyes. A very handsome face with both blue eyes was looking at him filled with worry.

Fatimah immediately woke up and hugged the owner of the blue eyes. Instantly his cry broke out in the chest of a man who was none other than Mark.

Mark was silent for a moment, his hands were very hesitant to return Fatimah's embrace, although, the wife was his halal to touch. Taking a deep breath, he returned Fatimah's embrace and gently stroked her back, trying to give her some calmness.

Almost half an hour Fatimah spilled all the sadness and tightness in her heart, until she came to her senses when she felt a warm kiss on the top of her head. He immediately let go of his embrace making Mark flinch.

"Pardon Fatimah, I didn't mean ...." Mark did not continue his words, as Fatimah kissed the back of his hand.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. What kind of wife am I? Already had a husband, but kept thinking about other men" said Fatimah, hiding her face on the back of Mark's hand.

"I'm sorry I've been crying over someone who's not my mahram in front of you." Fatimah said, raising her face looking at Mark with regret.

Mark stared intently at Fatimah, trying to digest what she said. There was happiness and warmth permeating his heart, a smile of happiness appeared on his thin lips.

"O Allah, is this the answer to my prayer" Mark said in his heart full of happiness. However, Mark immediately dismissed everything, when he remembered the news he had just received about the state of Afif.

Mark, who had just received news from Alex about what had happened to Afif, was so worried that he contacted Alex. However, in the midst of their serious conversation, he suddenly heard Fatimah crying, and made him stop the conversation with Alex.

"I must not be selfish, Fatimah is a trust that I must keep. I won't let lust beat everything." Mark said again in his heart.

Mark felt his palms touch the skin that was so smooth and soft, he also felt a touch of warm lips on his palms. Apparently, Fatimah brought Mark's hand to her face and kissed Mark's palm.

"I'm sorry, Husband," Fatimah said, while kissing Mark's palm, without stopping crying with a face full of regret.

"Fatimah, please don't be like this" Mark said gently as he took his hand off from Fatimah's grasp. She could not believe that Fatimah called her husband.

Mark rubbed Fatimah's tears gently. He smiled warmly, trying to resist his desire not to give more touch to Fatimah.

"Did you have a bad dream about Afif?" Mark asked with a thumping chest. He was sure that Fatimah was dreaming about Afif.

"Once again I'm sorry," Fatimah replied in a raucous voice while bowing her face.

Mark sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, saying inwardly. "Your feelings are very strong towards Fatimah."

"Calm down! Afif is fine, you don't have to worry." Mark tried to calm Fatimah down.

"Can I ask you something?" Fatimah asked with a doubtful face.

"Did I ever forbid you to ask me?" Mark asked back with a seductive look while laughing, making Fatimah's face meet red.

"Hi, why is your face flushed? Is there something wrong with my words?" Mark said as he rubbed his own hair and said in a constantly seductive style.

A moment Fatimah was stunned, she stared at Mark's face without blinking. A very perfect face as a man, making him not believe if the figure in front of him is her husband.

"In addition to saving me, is there any other reason why you married me?"

Fatimah's question made Mark's smile fade away. "I've already explained that I intend to preach to you" Mark replied while looking at Fatimah.

"When a man commits a blessing to a woman, there must be a reason, why would he do that?" Asked Fatimah again staring fixed Mark.

Mark took a rough breath. "Fatimah, is my reason important to you? We are now living as husband and wife!" firmly Mark. Deep in his heart ached, if his wife's love for another man.

"If you marry me out of love, I'll learn and keep learning, because I'm sure love will grow over time." Fatimah said with a confident face looking at Mark.

Mark took another rough breath, grabbed Fatimah's fingers and said. " I'll take care of you, never do anything that makes you tormented" Mark said, making Fatimah frown.

"I've told you that you are a trust that I will take care of," said Mark, making Fatimah take off Mark's rough grip on his fingers, he immediately got out of bed.

"You should have helped me become a righteous wife and carry out all my duties!" fatimah said, with a voice high enough to make Mark jerked.

"Mas Afif is my past and you are my future! Please help me carry out all my duties as a wife!" Fatimah said, with a clear circle that had soaked her cheeks.

Mark immediately stood up and approached Fatimah. However, Mark was stunned when Fatimah intended to remove her headscarf.

"Fatimah, what are you doing?" Mark said while stopping Fatimah's hand.

"Do you think I'm not worthy of your eyes to see, Mom?" Fatimah's question made Mark speechless.

"Sorry, are you a normal guy?" Fatimah's question made Mark really flinch. He did not expect that Fatimah would think that far.

"You mean?" Mark asked, answered a smile by Fatimah.

"If you are normal, let's do now our duty as husband and wife" Fatimah asked, tightening her body and eroding the distance between them.

Mark did not reply, he swallowed the salivaya rough as he felt the warmth of Fatimah's body. It was only the first time that he felt such a great vibe upon coming into contact with a woman.

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Will Fatimah and Mark do their duty as husband and wife?

What is the fate of Afif, after agreeing to Sony's terms?

Wait for the next up.

Thank you for your patience yes 🤗🙏.