Wife Facing Unconsidered

part 35's. Many Strange Animals

The days go on like endless flowing water, the relationship of Kafkha and Medina is currently very difficult to explain, the two of them were both silent and equally unwilling to meet even though they lived on one roof.

As Medina had already prepared breakfast for Kafkha, she was still serving her duties as a wife, she still wanted to make Kafkha food.

Kafkha ate first after he finished eating he would go from the table, then Medina followed to eat, for 2 weeks they like this continue, as this continues, no one wants to start a conversation, a conversation is never anything else.

This Sunday the two of them will relax at home because on this Sunday there is no work that they will do, Medina herself spends much of her time memorizing the Qur'an, he said, one of the requirements to pass the lecture is to at least memorize some juice of the Qur'an.

While Kafkha he is currently many more thoughts, his thoughts are fixed on Medina why Medina to inhabit him, is he wrong all this time and finally Medina inhabits him at this time?

Kafkha himself had tried to remember what was wrong with Medina to the extent that Medina inhabited herself.

"Do I have anything wrong with him?

Kafkha was still thinking about what he had done wrong.

Medina inhabits Kafkha she just wants to see to when Kafkha can survive if she just keeps quiet, whether Kafkha will feel lost for the thing if Medina inhabits her, maybe the way Kafkha inhabits it will change a little.

Sure enough Kafkha felt that there was something strange about his life because Medina had never spoken to him, she felt lost about it.

Who will begin to speak first, whether Kafkha or Medina.

Kafkha felt unable to bear the attitude of Medina who inhabited him, he stepped into Medina's room to talk to her wife.

Cklekk

The door of the room was opened by Kafkha he was a little disinclined by Medina who again read the little Qur'an in her hand, likewise with Medina he was a little surprised by the presence of Kafkha suddenly opened the door of his room.

Medina glanced at Kafkha at a glance while raising her next to her eyebrows wanting to ask what was the matter.

Kafkha was also silent he was also reluctant to start a conversation first, Medina still remained focused on memorizing the recitation of her Quranic verses.

Medina finished reading her Qur'an, she placed her Qur'an on a clean and tall table. Medina let out a breath. He approached Kafkha who was standing by the door.

"Here you go, why the hell? I'm sure people don't want to talk!" medina

Kafkha sighed with a faint smile, finally Medina was willing to talk to him, hearing his wife's soft voice made Kafkha happy.

"What's wrong? would you like to ask something from Dina?" ask Medina

"It's nothing, I'm just going through here!" kafkha

Medina smiled as she raised her eyebrows to say sure.

"Oh that!" medina's Nodding

Kafkha also gave a small nod, he was still standing there, Medina so shook her head to Kafkha for seeing her selfishness towards his heart.

"Continue?" ask Medina

"That's what?" Kafkha scratched his original head without itching.

"What?"

"I want to go to the room first!" kafkha chirps and then he turns his body back to his room.

"Stirio!" ledek Medina

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That night Kafkha wanted to meet and talk again with Medina, that was when they were silent again, they felt reluctant to speak because of awkwardness, especially Kafkha who was very reluctant to talk.

You fucking man!

Kafkha plans tonight that he wants to sleep alone with Medina, he is lazy to sleep alone because lately he wants to stick with Medina.

At the moment Kafkha only wants to prioritize his relationship with Medina which is headed to the brink of collapse, how it is not clear that the contract agreement is only 2 months more, then the marriage contract will end, then their relationship will also end.

Kafkha felt he did not want to part with Medina because he had already begun to feel that comfort.

Kafkha's footsteps stepped to the door of Medina's room, without any excuse he just turned the handle of Medina's room door.

Medina jumped in shock as Kafkha opened the door to her room without excuse.

"Astagfirullah alhazim...!" said Istighfar Medina rubbing her chest.

Kafkha went into the room he closed the door again, he just went up to the bed Medina, not asking the slightest permission he just went up to the bed Medina.

Medina narrowed her eyes.

What's up with her?

Medina approached Kafkha she was standing next to Kafkha's, "mas Kafkha is not wrong in the room right?" ask Medina

"No, my room is here!" kafkha said covering half of her body with the blanket used by Medina, the blanket was very fragrant, making Kafkha feel at home to smell the vanilla from the blanket.

"This is Dina's room, mas, you're wrong in the room!" refute Medina

"This is my room!" kafkha Sudang

"Well, how could that be? this is Dina's room! medina Mumbles

Medina chose to sleep on the sofa, "here she sleeps, it's not good to sleep on the sofa!" kafkha stopped Medina's footsteps

"No, I'm just here!" medina

"Not here!" kafkha's Disputation

"Here you go. I'm fine sleeping on the couch, or I'm not sleeping in your room!" medina

Intentions want to sleep together in the same mattress but Medina who does not want to, Kafkha must force Medina so that she will sleep in the same mattress.

"Don't!" refute Kafkha, "my room is a lot of his strange animals!" kafkha continued being able to make Medina frown.

"Weird beast? great-grandson Medina

"So you sleep here, this is your room when you sleep on the couch!" kafkha

"I'm used to it, have you slept in san-! medina's speech was cut by Kafkha

"You want me to carry it so you can sleep here!" cut Kafkha

Kafkha had gotten out of bed while Medina could not yet digest Kafkha's speech, Kafkha first carried Medina's body in bridal style.

"Aaa. kafkha...!" peekkik Medina directly draped her hand on Kafkha's neck because she was afraid of falling.

"Eat it!" kafkha said then he climbed on the bed, he covered Medina's body with the same blanket.

Tonight they sleep together in the same bed and they also share a blanket, Kafkha is more comfortable to sleep while Medina is neutralizing the sound of her heartbeat that is not strange.

"Astagfirullah alhazim. mas Kafkha made me hang!" inner Medina

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