The Tragedy Bachelor Party

Sixty Seven

Nala looked at Zayn's sleeping face so deeply. It looks so comfortable and quiet. The girl had never imagined that she would marry anyone other than Marcell. Because since establishing a relationship with the man who is now his sister-in-law, Nala has put all her beliefs to string the story up to the last breath with the man.

It turns out that written Destiny is not so. Nala is married to a man who is far from her imagination, Nala must be able to accept the days ahead of her life will be filled with a series of stories with men she has not long known. This face is what he will see before closing his eyes at night and when he opens his eyes when he says hello in the morning.

Nala smiled faintly, from her treatment all this time she was sure Zayn was a good man. The problem between them now is that love is not yet present, and Nala hopes that love will soon come to color the marriage and paint happiness for her, Zayn and their children later.

After being satisfied to look at her husband's face, Nala moved from her sleeping position. He walked to the bathroom to clean himself up. Somehow Nala wanted to look beautiful and fragrant in Zayn's eyes when the man opened his eyes later. He did not want to look wrinkled and pillow-faced in front of Zayn.

Nala decided to soak in warm water for a moment, relaxing her body to get back in shape. The girl closed her eyes enjoying the water that entered her pores. The smell of soap adds a soothing, comfortable sensation.

30 Minutes passed, Nala came out of the bathroom with a fresh and lighter body.she was wearing a casual dress that was perfectly attached to her body.

"The buffalo!" Nala muttered when she saw Zayn was still enjoying his taste. Though he lingered in the bathroom with hope when he finished with his ritual Zayn had awakened from the dream and welcomed himself.

Nala walked towards the window, she opened the curtains of the room so that sunlight could enter inside. It seemed like it helped pull Zayn out of his deep sleep. The man seemed to blink his eyes to adjust to the light. Zayn's smile expanded as his eyes caught Nala's figure walking closer with eyes staring at him.

"Good day" Nala said flatly, she smiled sinisterly at Zayn who was still putting on her pillow face.

"It's still morning baby, besides could not be softer say it?" Zayn murmured, the man covered his mouth as he yawned. Sleepiness is still struggling just to see Nala who is so beautiful managed to distract Zayn.

"My wife is beautiful, ready to give herself up apparently." seduced Zayn with a meaningful look.

"Wake there first, abis is breakfast. I was hungry" said Nala trying to cover up the nervousness that suddenly attacked when she got a hungry look from the boy.

"Dear the hotel's waiter phone. Send us to our breakfast room. I don't want to waste my time eating breakfast at the hotel restaurant" Again Zayn put on a meaningful expression while walking towards Nala and kissing his wife's forehead. He then continued his steps towards the bathroom. Zayn doesn't care about his wife.

Nala complies with Zayn's request as the man disappears behind the bathroom door. He ordered breakfast and asked to be delivered to his room.

Nala sat on the sofa and opened up the magazine while waiting for the hotel waiter to deliver breakfast and waited for Zayn to finish cleaning himself.

After waiting for a while, Nala was aghast as Zayn suddenly hugged and kissed her. The magazine in his hand was so shocked.

"You're what the boy is, ngaggetin tau not" Nala protested, he revolted trying to escape from the clutches of Zayn who looks dashing with white shirts and khaki shorts.

"Udah do not move much, the husband again wants to hug the wife first" said Zayn. Nala is still trying to escape, actually the fresh aroma of her husband makes Nala feel at home in Zayn's arms. But the girl was too proud to admit it. He tried to maintain his pride because he did not want Zayn to judge himself so easy to conquer.

"Udah" Nala replied briefly

"Old kok? no need to eat breakfast" whispered Zayn again.

"You mean what?" Nala asked nervously. She seemed able to capture her husband's intentions.

"There's no way you don't know what I mean" Zayn's rough breathing hit Nala's ears and neck, making the girl's body shake.

"I don't understand" Kilah Nala, he was getting overwhelmed when Zayn started kissing the cheek then moved towards the ear and now down his neck. Subtle murmurs began to run all over the cells in his body.

"Z-Zayn stop" he said, but Nala gave no resistance at all. He closed his eyes as if enjoying the hot sensation that Zayn created, the response of his body was very contrary to the rejection expressed from his lips.

Zayn will launch the action deeper, his hand which was originally just rubbing Nala's back is now peeling into Nala's dress through the top. But the sound of the bell blew everything away and inevitably stopped the man's intentions. "Oh****" Zayn's curse was full of annoyance while Nala laughed instead. He got up from the sofa and walked to the door.

Nala adjusted her heartbeat before opening the door of her room. As expected the hotel maid who came to bring breakfast ordered by Nala.

The waiter served the breakfast he had brought at the dining table which was available in another room of the room.

"Let's have our breakfast ready" Nala asked Zayn who looked frustrated squeezing her hair. He was disappointed because again his desire must be suppressed by force.

"Remember, after this there is no reason. There can be no small disturbance. I will devour you dear" Threatened the man with a terrible smile.

"Ih serem really you" Nala shuddered at the threat of her husband. He walked quickly to the dining table to cover his nervousness that had not subsided. Zayn followed Nala's steps with a meaningful smile. Seeing Nala's agile movements made Zayn's desire rise and so difficult to control. He really could not wait to pounce on his wife's body.

But the man was still trying to stifle it for some time. He realized that his wife and baby in the womb needed nutritional intake, first of all he would drain his wife's energy.

'I make sure you will again sigh favorably under my control dear Zayn's inner self in the heart.

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Readers temenin Zayn be patient... 😂😂