WRONG MARRIAGE

112.

Zalfa's heart beat violently hearing a single word that slid from Arkhan's lips. The man's face was very close to his, the man's eyes were pushy, his breathing hard. Zalfa's face paled with fear.

And even with just a single pull, the Zalfa hijab slipped off the head and landed on the floor.

“Arkhan, stop!” Zalfa held Arkhan's arm when the man was out of fear.

“Why, hm? You still expecting your ex? You want him to ask for this right?” Arkhan's voice rang out. “Foolish with all the deals you made in premarital, I just want to sue for my rights.”

“Do not do, Arkhan!” Unknowingly, tears were dripping from the corner of Zalfa's eyes. His eyes are angry because they feel threatened.

“You sinned by rejecting me. You know that, don't you? Why violate? Only for the sake of a man who is haram for you to think about, you are willing to dwell with mistakes. You don't want all your deeds to be melted down by deeds you already know their sins, do you? Then why is the content of your mind still connected to everything that is illegal? already! Don't talk much!”

“Arkhan!” Zalfa held Arkhan's hand which now touched his arm tightly.

“Stop talking!”

“Stop! You scared me!”

Arkhan frowned and stopped his actions.

“Do not do if you are still in an emotional state. I don't want to be hurt by your rudeness.”

Arkhan was silent, apparently Zalfa's refusal was because he did not want to be hurt if Arkhan was still in an emotional state. Arkhan sighed. Highlight his pushy eyes slowly turned shady, his fierce hunting breath, slowly changing in order. His tensed expression also turned relaxed.

Arkhan observed the pale face of Zalfa who looked terrified. His hand was raised and he landed on Zalfa's head and stroked it. While the other hand rubbed the dripping tears.

“I scare you?” whiskey Arkhan.

Zalfa nodded brokenly, her tears dripping.

“I'm not angry anymore,” Arkhan said then in a soft voice, a shady look. "I'm sorry. I was mad at you earlier. I'm upset. But no longer. I like seeing you like this. You're trying to leave and let go of the happiness you're supposed to have in order to keep something halal, even if you think it's bad, but you keep it."

Zalfa was silent, his bead was still watching over Arkhan's eyeball which was no longer nanar. Yes, the man had already mastered his emotions.

“I won't hurt you,” Arkhan continued making Zalfa's fears fade a little. “I will not be rude. Fear not! I'll be very gentle.” Arkhan rubbed Zalfa's head by stroking it slowly. Hoping that Zalfa's fear would completely disappear, he began very gently and politely.

Amazing, Zalfa didn't fight back. Seeing Zalfa's silent reaction, Arkhan's bead glanced at Zalfa's visibly lowered face. The corner of the man's lips was also slightly interested.

Zalfa had no power to resist, not because he could not resist the power of Arkhan, but because he wanted to hold fast to his religion, which required him to obey when the husband asked for it. He just closed his eyes and let Arkhan do anything to him.

All Arkhan's actions are repeated. Zalfa was half able to recall the events that had happened to her when she was in a half-conscious state.

Now, nothing prevents him from saying that he is violating the sunnah, this is halal and Thayib.

TB