TREASON OF LOVE

Chapter 58. Listen to me, Aqila.

There is a confusion created between the two. How not, Azzura was embarrassed until his face reddened when he accidentally kissed Azzam's cheeks.

In fact, he continued to hide his face and slept sideways reluctantly staring at Azzam again in embarrassment. Even with Azzam who felt a different feeling with the heart continues to pound when near Azzura.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Heart oh heart, don't keep pounding dong," murmured Azzam in heart.

Azzam had cleaned himself up and was about to get on the bed. There were no couches or other plinths there and inevitably they had to share the bed.

Azzam slowly climbed into the bed, but was so nervous near Azzura and looked up, he fell down while trying to sit his buttocks on the bed.

Bruk!

"AW!" the strangulation of Azzam made Azzura turn his head immediately.

"O Allah is Azzam!" Azzura immediately moved closer and he helped Azzam sit down on the bed. "Why don't you ask me for help? What if you get hurt?" Azzura felt guilty for letting Azzam move alone. Her eyes glazed over feeling unable to look after the man who had become her husband.

"Hey! I'm it's okay. Don't panic that."

"How can I not panic, Mom? You from the chair moved to the mattress instead fell gini. A healthy me feels useless letting you suffer alone. I'm sorry, Mas." Azzura does have a soft heart, he used to be in this position when he was a child. And he knows what it's like to go to great lengths to see someone around him. Azzura's father, like Azzam, was in a wheelchair. He even shed tears feeling useless.

Azzam was stunned his wife was crying and he did not know what the cause was. "Hey! How do you cry?" Azzam wiped away his tears Azzura and Azzura who was lifting his legs Azzam turned his head.

"I feel guilty for you" he said, sitting in front of Azzam.

Azzam was stunned to hear Azzura's words. For the first time he was noticed when things were like this. In the past, while with Ghina Azzam did things alone without getting help from his ex-wife. There, Ghina always nagged and felt unwelcome to be difficult. But Azzura was crying because of him.

"Mas, I'm your wife now. If you need anything tell me. Don't try to try yourself. I sincerely help you and if necessary, I will be your foot so you can go everywhere."

"He's so kind to care about me."

"I'm fine, as long as I can, I'll do it myself."

"But I won't let that happen as long as I'm by your side. As a wife and a couple, you should complement and appreciate each other. Maybe with you mate with me I become a complement in your life and you are also a complement in my life. I'm sorry, I don't want to insult you, but in your circumstances you need someone and I'm ready to help you. So don't hesitate to ask me for help in any case," Azzura said sounding serious and his gaze looked sincere.

Azzam was increasingly rendered helpless by that gaze and felt cared for. "whatever?" however, he smiled faintly thinking of something.

"Yes, anything I'll do if you need help." Azzura nodded confidently.

"Then let go of your hijab. We're married and there's nothing to cover up because there's only me here."

Azzura's turn is silent. "What Azzam said has a point, too. We are legitimate and that means we can see each other's awra because we are mahram."

"Why? Do you mind?" tanya Azzam stared fixedly at Azzura's eyeballs.

"Nothing." And Azzura stood up. "Not anything looks like usual. In front of my husband."

"Where are you going?" azzam Kala Azzura asked.

"Change in the bathroom" she replied, closing the door.

Azzam took a long breath. "Why am I so nervous? Want him to look whatever it is Azzura." I don't know, Azzam felt like it was the first night. He was so curious and also nervous to want to see Azzura without the hijab. He allowed her to sit down and leaned her back against the bed with her legs crossed. He went back to playing his phone taking care of everything about work.

The bathroom door opened revealing Azzura who had changed clothes. Azzam turned his head and he was immediately stunned by the figure of Azzura who always looked open when long ago. However, this time Azzam could not turn his gaze to the woman who was there.

Tangtop crop is black which only covers the chest, with a slender stomach still with piercing on the stomach, and white pants limited to the thighs. As well as the hair in the braid one with the origin in front. This is indeed the appearance of Azzura if he wants to sleep, he rarely wears clothes, but sometimes often sleeps wearing a robe or negligee.

"Sayallah, I just found out that Azzura is so beautiful. Oh heart, don't argue like this!"

Added to him as a normal man makes it not careless. Moreover, Azzura had officially become his wife adding to the mischievous thoughts in his mind Azzam.

Azzura casually climbed onto the bed and sat down beside Azzam. "Mas, what's wrong with you?"

"Well! N-no, it's just that I'm stunned to see you like this, beautiful and ..." Azzam drew his face closer and whispered, "sexy."

Blushes..

Azzura looked down with a red face.

"Easter!" Azzura was about to lay down his body, but Azzam held back Azzura's hand.

"Essum same wife can you? Than pervert same wan ..."

BEPS..

Azzura covered Azzam's mouth using his palm. He shook his head. "You can't pervert another woman. Can't!" this time Azzura will be selfish. He will be firm in everything.

Azzam smelled a smile. "I don't know what happened to me this time, but I felt like I was falling in love the second time. Yeah, maybe it's fast, but this is what happened. Now I believe that love sometimes comes suddenly. And I'm starting to like Azzura."

"If you're the same pervert you can?" whispered Azzam could not control himself as a normal man and got closer to him.

"I-i ..." Azzura was nervous incredibly and he rewinded his body backwards. Azzam is no less keep getting closer.

Azzura almost strayed, Azzam immediately pulled the body of his wife until now there is no distance between them.

"Let me love you with all my flaws and allow me to have you. Azzura, may I touch you?"

Deg ...

"Mas!" However, Azzura was silent when a warm touch hit her lips. He clasped tightly onto Azzam's shirt with his eyes slowly starting to shut enjoying it.

"God, I give my soul and body to my husband" Azzura said.

"O Allah, allow this love to be for him" said Azzam.

"Anna uhibbuka Fillah Zaujati. You're great" whispered Azzam. Azzura smiled shyly and poked his face.

"You're good downstairs, I'm tired."

"Sorry." Azzam hugged Azzura, there was no doubt not to accept this marriage. His heart accepted, his son accepted, and his mother also agreed, which means that from now on Azzam and Azzura two couples that God united with all his plans.