WRONG MARRIAGE

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Arkhan entered the room. He closed the door with one leg, then his back leaned against the door he had just closed, his hands folded over his chest. He did nothing, just observing the object that first became his sight, none other than Zalfa who was changing clothes. Every movement of the woman's body can not be separated from the supervision of her eyes. Starting from the hands of Zalfa who took off the hijab, unzipped the front shirt, then the game slid down and removed, until one by one the woman's legs went into the sleeping trousers she had just taken from the closet, then put up her clothes, and then put her clothes on, both hands go into the sleeves and lower the clothes down to the stomach.

Feeling that someone was watching, Zalfa raised his face and was surprised to see Arkhan who had been leaning on the door with eyes watching him. Suddenly Zalfa became misbehaved, meaning Arkhan watched him from the moment he took off his clothes to change his new clothes. Not Arkhan's attention to Zalfa that makes the woman uncomfortable, but the way Arkhan stares, the effect contains different elements.

“Arkhan, why are you looking at me like that?” Zalfa frowned at Arkhan's gaze which until now still could not be separated from his face.

“Do you think?”

“Yes, it's weird. Don't negliatin I'm like that.”

Arkhan was silent, still loyal to his original position.

Zalfa looked at his own appearance. Sleeping clothes with long sleeves and pants are also long. Her hair that was along her waist was tied to one.

“Do you still want to look at me like that?” zalfa's protest saw Arkhan's gaze more than just intense. Whether the man was admiring her beauty, her beautiful shiny hair, or what, I don't know.

“Salah?”

“Iya. You better sleep.”

“I'm not sleepy.”

“Then stop looking at me with that gaze.”

“Then I have to what?”

“Terasu. Lie, cake. Watch TV, cake. Or what the hell. Don't I be the object of your continued view.” How could Zalfa not have mistakenly noticed Arkhan with such a gaze? Even the man's gaze was full of scrutiny and unbroken.

Arkhan remained silent without taking his eyes off.

Arkhan could now see only Zalfa's rear head, as she turned her back.

Zalfa tightened her eyes as she felt a mattress swing behind her, a sign Arkhan was sitting there. What will that man do? after he looked at Zalfa with a hunting gaze, he was now sitting in a place he was not a part of. Arkhan was supposed to go around the bed and sit across from the pillow, but the man sat behind Zalfa.

Zalfa opened her eyes feeling a touch on her waist.

“Zalfa, don't sleep first!”

“Hm? What?” Zalfa feigning bod*h.

Arkhan fluttered the blanket that covered Zalfa's body and lowered it to the waist. “Are you sleepy?”

“Iya.”

“I haven't. Accompany me first.”

Zalfa turned towards Arkhan even though his body was still in its original position. “Yes, what should I do?”

Arkhan looked at the beautiful face of his wife, not tired of her enjoying the beauty.

“I asked you, why is it silent?” zalfa Protest.

“You've never felt my massage before, haven't you?” Arkhan did not care about Zalfa's protection, he switched the conversation. His hand moved around stroking Zalfa's back, then he began to move his hand with a light twitching motion on Zalfa's waist area.

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