WRONG MARRIAGE

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Zalfa glanced at Arkhan by his side, the man was focusing on his cell phone screen, sweat was washing his body from the temple, neck to the chest of his field. The blanket closes to the stomach.

Zalfa pulled the blanket covering her innocent body up to the neck. He glanced at one of Arkhan's arms which became his head pedestal, then he glanced back at Arkhan's face. The man is still on his cell phone.

“Can you leave your phone?” Zalfa slightly frowned at Arkhan who from the moment the two released satisfaction after the hot scene, the man seemed to be busy with his phone.

“Hm?” Arkhan turned towards Zalfa.

“You didn't hear me earlier?”

“What?” Arkhan raised an eyebrow.

Geez, Arkhan even to the point of not hearing the words of Zalfa is so cool playing mobile. Looks like Arkhan's phone is more attention-grabbing than he is.

“What is your phone worth? Since you played it,” Zalfa chirped a little annoyed.

The corner of Arkhan's lips was slightly interested. He put the phone to the nightstand and his body tilted to face Zalfa. He only realized, now he was facing a woman, who he just knew that women really want to be noticed.

“Why?” Arkhan asked as he placed one arm over Zalfa's stomach.

“I'm happy.” Zalfa also tilted her body towards Arkhan. Then he hugged the man with his little arm. Arkhan's huge body felt hard and muscular, Zalfa felt comfortable as he hugged her.

“O yes?”

“Sure.” Zalfa looked at Arkhan's face fixedly. He frowned, Arkhan's gaze looked different. “Why do you think I like that?”

Arkhan sighed. He rolled his eyes, like he was hiding something he felt. Is it possible that Zalfa is happy with a man like him?

Zalfa tightened his body, sticking his cheek into Arkhan's field chest. “I've never been this happy before. And just realized, happiness accompanied by love, it turns out to have a much more beautiful impression.”

Arkhan put his chin over Zalfa's head. He chose to be quiet.

“Arkhan!”

“Hm.”

“We shower, yuk!” take Zalfa with your eyes closed and bite her own lips.

“Ya.” Arkhan moved his body to get up.

“Come!” bring Arkhan.

“Can you please take my shirt?” Zalfa glanced at his clothes that were lying on the floor.

“Wear kimono only.” Arkhan snatched the kimono from the closet and gave it to Zalfa.

Zalfa grabbed the kimono and put it on with a laborious motion as the other hand held onto the blanket he used to cover his body. After that, he rushed into the bathroom followed by Arkhan.

Zalfa did not expect, a hard figure like Arkhan turned out to have a very gentle attitude towards women. Even while in the bathroom, Arkhan painstakingly soared Zalfa's back, rubbing it, and then the two hugged under the shower.

After taking a shower, the two wore their own clothes. Arkhan rubbed his hair with a towel so that the water in his hair would dry quickly. He did not want to use a hairdriyer because the hair can be damaged by the heat that arises from the object, he put the towel back to the hanger near the bathroom door and then hung the body to the mattress.

“Arkhan, it's dawn,” said Zalfa while combing his hair that is still somewhat wet.

“Hm. Then?” Arkhan put one arm of his hand to his forehead.

“We pray together,” replied Zalfa.

Arkhan's eyeballs twitched. He turned to look at Zalfa.

“I still remember how beautiful the chanting of sacred verses that you read.” Zalfa's skin bristled in light of Arkhan's melodious voice. “I want to hear it again.”

Arkhan was silent.

“Be my prayer priest!” zalfa. He looked at Arkhan's face behind him through the reflection of the mirror before him.

Arkhan is awake. “I'll abudhu first.”

Zalfa smiled seeing Arkhan walking towards the restroom.

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