Turns out He's Just Mine

The New Life of Fisa

Author love story Aroon and Fisa first yes.... Let Imran and Mila enjoy the happy moment first.

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Fisa went into her room. He saw Aroon sitting on the edge of the bed, but he ignored him. He walked towards his clothes.

" Where have you been this night just coming home?" Aroon asked looking at Fisa with a probing look.

" What do you care about me? I love where I'm going and who I'm going with, it's none of your business." Fisa picked up a shirt on her almaria.

" I'm your husband so I deserve to know what you're doing out there." Aroon.

Fisa stood in front of Aroon while looking at him.

" I went down the road with Daren, satisfied?" Fisa was about to enter the bathroom but Aroon blocked her hand.

" Who's Daren?" Ask Aroon.

" My friend, why? Do I also have to tell you which friend, where is his house, what I did with him, and how can I meet him that way?" Fisa.

" Be as usual." Fisa's voice jolted Aroon's hand. He went into the bathroom.

Aroon sat down on the edge of the bed.

" Daren???? Who her? Is Fisa cheating on me? Ah no way, doesn't he love me so much? Or maybe the wound in his heart was able to erase his love for me? No. gabe.... No. gabe... Whatever I do to him he'll still love me." Monologue Aroon.

Aroon's heart was troubled by the name of another man who approached his wife. He threw his body on the bed. He looked up at the sky of his room while thinking what attitude he would take in the future.

Chequek...

Fisa opened the bathroom door, He came out from there, Aroon stared at Fisa with a difficult gaze He explained. Fisa approached the bed and took a pillow and a blanket.

" Where are you going?" Aroon asked looking at Fisa who was about to walk towards the sofa.

" Couch." Sahut Fisa's.

" Just sleep here, we're husband and wife so don't act like strangers." Aroon.

" Do you want to sleep with me?" Ask Fisa.

" Why is it? You my wife should be husband and wife sleeping together, now go up we sleep already night I'm tired too." Aroon.

Fisa let out a sigh, He climbed onto the bed and laid his body beside Aroon. He covered his body with a blanket over his chest. Fisa closed her eyes towards dreamland. Aroon tilted his body to face Fisa. He looked at the face of his wife in front of him.

" You're beautiful too." Lirih Aroon stroked slowly on Fisa's cheek.

" Sleep baby forget our troubles today, I promise to be a good husband to you." Said Aroon kissing Fisa's forehead.

" It's free for you to be a good husband if your heart still belongs to someone else Ar, I will try to stay by your side but if the time comes I give up never stop me." The previously un-sleeping Fisa.

In the morning Fisa opened his eyes, He looked at the burly hands that were hugging his stomach. A smile rose on his lips but a moment later he smiled wryly laughing at his own fate. Fisa does have Aroon's body but Aroon's soul goes with Mila. Fisa could only hope that one day Aroon's soul would come back and come closer to her.

Fisa put away Aroon's hand slowly, until Aroon tightened his embrace.

" Let it be like this, baby." Lirih Aroon's. Fisa smiled hearing Aroon's words.

" Now sleep again, why wake up in the morning." Aroon.

" Want to prepare breakfast if you want to do it again, then I want to take a shower first." Fisa.

" There's an art that's already got everything set up." Aroon.

" I'm obviously gonna wake up." Sahut Fisa's.

" What the hell are you? Not the seneng at dear even want to run away." Aroon.

" It's free for me to be loved if the affection is fake, move aside." Fisa's voice pushed Aroon's body.

Fisa got off the bed, he walked to the bathroom to wash his face. After that he went down to the kitchen to help Bi Ina prepare breakfast.

" Morning Bi." Sapa Fisa's.

" Eh Non Tafisa, morning Non." The Sahut Bi Ina.

" What is Bi cooking today?" Ask Fisa.

" Cooked chicken soy sauce Non make breakfast." The Sahut Bi Ina.

" I'm helping Bi." Fisa's speech began to help Bi Inah.

Elsewhere in Imran's home, Mila had just prepared her husband's office supplies. He approached Imran who was still faithful wrapped in a blanket.

" Mas Des wake up." Mila shook Imran's shoulder slowly.

" Hm." Imran Mumbles.

" Wake up in the morning, take a shower and have breakfast." Mila.

" Dear, just a little bit more." Imran Sahut.

" I want to go down, lhoh Mas, later if you are bad luck I don't take responsibility ya." Mila.

" Dear, I woke up." Imran sat cross-legged on the bed.

" Bathing in a change of clothes I'm ready for." Mila.

" Bi Inem hasn't come yet?" Imran asked him a new art that would help Mila.

" So, I've even finished cooking it." Mila Sahut.

" From today you can't do anything, you have to take a lot of rest to be healthy." Imran.

" Let's just relax, me and my grandpa are healthy." Mila stroked her stomach which began to bulge.

" Daddy's son dear, healthy healthy inside huh.. Daddy can't wait for you to be born." Imran said attaching his ear to Mila's stomach.

" Yes Daddy." Sahut Mila imitated the voice of a child.

" Don't make Mommy in pain let alone exhausted ya.." Imran.

" You're Mas, you took a bath there and you're late again to his office." Mila.

" Morning kiss first." Imran pointed at his cheek.

Mmuahahhh

Mila kissed Imran's cheek by pressing her lips against Imran's cheek.

" Yank's lust." Imran.

" Let's not go away." Mila Sahut lightly.

" Don't go downstairs and wait for the bath." Imran.

" Don't take it long." Mila Sahut.

" Ready." Imran Sahut.

Imran went into the bathroom, fifteen minutes later he came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel that covered the bottom. He walked to the walk in closet to change clothes.

" Dear put the dough on me." Imran said thrusting a tie at Mila.

" Poor." Mila.

Mila helps Imran pair his tie. Imran looked at the beautiful face of his beloved wife.

" You're a pretty Yank." Imran.

" First of all." Mila Sahut.

" That's why I'm fascinated with you and always wanted to have you first." Imran.

" Your turn is yours, you are in vain." Mila Sahut.

" I'm sorry that you ever hurt your heart dear, but Mas promise from now on Mas will always make you happy." Imran said holding Mila's hand.

" I trust you, Mas, don't waste me again, we'll live happily with our children later." Mila.

" Of course, baby." Imran hugged Mila.

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